The name is Henry Jean-Pierre. A big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Life is tough for the average American these days but you should know that even the strong struggle. I'm the Deputy Sheriff in my county and life hasn't been a bed of roses lately. Ordinary American men and women have been pushed to the limit by the Recessi...
It was a moment of truth. I took a deep breath and walked purposefully down the hallway to the bathroom. Shirtless and focused, I came up on Ray, who was still talking through the door to Jimmy. All the evidence available told me Jimmy was still crying and babbling. He was apparently convinced he was gay. This had somehow been brought on by his belief that h...
I have been married to Dave for the last twenty years, we have had a good sex life up and till a year ago it seem to have gone off the boil sex now maybe 1 or 2 times in as many months and does not last long. I have only had one sex partner in my life and I know Dave has had a few women prior to meeting me, we have tried watching porn movies we have played...
This isn't right, Abdul Mohammed "Mo" Akbar thought to himself as he rode Carter Wendell thick White cock. Big Black Muslim guys aren't supposed to like the feel of a White man's cock up their butts. It's haram ( forbidden ) and completely against the Rules of Islam. The Black Muslim male is supposed to be dominant and all that jazz. Big and tall, strong Bla...
"Excuse me. I was wondering if I could get my homecoming pictures taken here?" asked the soft, angelic voice of a young girl who just walked into Jane's photo studio. Jane sat at the front desk with her face planted in her laptop doing a bit of research online. "We do homecomings, proms, birthdays, bar mitzvahs............" Jane trailed off once she looked...
UpSkirt, Sitting Uppie, and Downblouse Paradise Heterosexual man pretends to be gay for voyeuristic pleasure in seeing an endless parade of panties, bras, tits, and pussies. It took me a while but I found a loophole in the sexual nonsense that exists between men and women. Here I was all these years unsuccessfully trying to pickup women in bars to have sex...
There are times I wish I were a child again. That place where blind innocence and unconditional trust of family and friends was the norm. No troubling thoughts or confusion of the mind. A beautiful state of ignorant bliss. But with that great desire to be a grown up and do all the things adults do, we run in haste to discard our childhood tranquility. And wi...
DIARY OF ABIGAIL VAN HOUTEN The next morning I woke up, still in the chair next to the bed with a terrible crick in my neck. Mark was standing in front of me with his sheet wrapped around him; he was looking for something on the floor. He found it and bent down which caused the sheet to cling to his nude body and show off his physique very nicely. Then he r...
From his sixth story apartment window there was even less to see than usual on this rainy day. Heavy clouds and fog hung over tall buildings like ghosts. His cavernous alley view—-with the metal dumpster at the bottom, whose ear-splitting reverberations echoed mercilessly in his ears whenever it was emptied in darkness at six in the morning—-was broken only...
One man having sex with four, sexy women on the eve of her wedding, the bride, the maid of honor, and the two bridesmaids, what are the odds of him getting lucky. I'd say pretty good. Continued from Chapter 01: In the way that he did last night, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom and gently put her on her bed as if she was someone...