Megan Richards was in the middle of a dream... at least she thought it was a dream. She was soaring through clouds like a bird; only she couldn't feel the wind nor see the ground... nothing but clouds and blue, blue sky. Then a haunting guitar melody that she vaguely recognized began to play and she saw scenes from her life being reflected in the clouds. And...
I didn't hear from Jane for more than a week. After our interactions at my house (see "Fun With Dick and Jane-01: Gee Spot Run"), I wasn't sure how to interpret this silence of hers. Was she boggled and speechless by the turbulence of her newly awakened lust? Or was she beginning to think about publicly branding me, her neighbor, as a wicked witch? Perhaps...
Chapter 8* Alex couldn't believe it and she was looking right at it. The man's cock hung to nearly his knees. It wasn't overly wide, but the length was breathtaking. Now she knew where he got his name. It rang out in the room in a chant. "Holy shit," Alex gasped. "Interested?" Gavin teased marveling in her reaction. "Only if it pleases you," Alex sai...
It had seemed like ages since I had been in Frank's Diner. I was sitting across from my best friend, Chrissy. Chrissy and I had lived in White Falls since we were born. I was 19 and she was 28. It was a tiny little town of about 1,100 people, so it was the type of town where everyone knew everyone. It was about one o'clock in the afternoon, and the diner wa...
The times of black slavery had long gone by the time I was born. The field I worked in didn't take me because of the color of my skin, or the thickness of my lips, or the kinkiness of my hair—women and men of all races were shoved or born into it. They took me because I was beautiful, because I was chocolate personified. They took me because I was a woman, a...
It was a shitty way to spend Valentine's Day Jeff reflected as he tapped impatiently on the steering wheel, waiting for the traffic lights to change. The meeting had gone as well as could be expected under the circumstances but still, it was about as much fun as having all his teeth pulled with a pair of rusty pliers. It kind of gave a whole new meaning to t...
Paradise does not exist. I'd spent enough time in postardesque destinations to realize that it's all a front, a beautiful slight of hand. Where there's white sand, blue water and warm breezes, there's also cockroaches, dengue fever, eight-dollar heads of broccoli, over fishing, cyclones and drinking water swimming with parasites. Paradise does not exist. Th...
A story of what might have been a dream. Names have been changed. *** One evening I was looking through profiles on a BDSM website and came across one for a local Mistress, she was developing a new dungeon and she was asking for suitable subs for her to try it out on. Someone to test the new equipment and layout on. I read the ad over and over again, this...
Emani: Despite having a gorgeous dark chocolate man like Mason the only thing Emani was thinking about was Jamir. It didn't make no sense how much she'd rather still be in the bed with him, after all he wasn't the one she loved. As they walked into the restaurant all she could think about was the morning she had with Jamir, and what she would give to be bac...
All that evening and into the next morning, I contemplated how to stop this before it went too much further. But the next morning, when i kissed Sam goodbye, i knew within minutes that i wasn't going to be able to stop this. He wasn't gone 5 minutes and she was here, barking orders. I tried to tell her she cant' just barge in here, and start making demands....