Uab Library Online Stories

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Julie's Adventure Pt. 01

by MidwestDave on Jun 26, 2019
Interracial Love

Julie Murphy was running late, as usual. Since moving to Birmingham 20 years ago, she had wholeheartedly embraced the Southern tradition that, if you're 10 minutes late, you're right on time. She had come here right out of graduate school, taking her first full-time academic position at UAB. She never meant to stay, figuring to be here for 5 years at the mos...

Merna's Story Pt. 07

by slimpic11 on Sep 14, 2017
Anal

This is a continuation of the story about Merna. Merna catches up with Rose I barely beat Rose home after leaving Tommie's. "So good to see you again Rose," I exclaimed with glee. "You too," Rose said. "Help me get the computer." We went to the car and carried in a computer. It was a Mac Mini, with a monitor and wireless keyboard and mouse. We set it up...

Stacy Puma Ch. 11: Spanish Fly

by SZENSEI on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The University of Colorado, Boulder. Xander Coyne had made the drive in a car borrowed from his brother Fergus. His own car subject to auto repair after he and Stacy Puma damaged it during a sexual free for all on the hood and rooftop. His insurance rates were already through the roof. Making the trek with him was his accomplice Stacy herself. Opting to tr...

Aboriginal Princess of Winnipeg

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Brandon Clark is the name, and I'm a young black man living in the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba. My parents Jeffrey and Raquel Clark moved to Manitoba from the island of Jamaica in the late 1980s, and I was actually born in this beautiful land. A lot of people have been talking about race in the province of Manitoba lately, and they mostly weigh on the conflic...

Lonely Hearts

by anarchy0029 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Meet Eric and Katya. The two live as neighbors at a duplex house on the corner of Cromwell Avenue and Lagosa Street. They have a lot in common, but they don't know each other; except that they are neighbors. For Valentine's Day it may just be a typical day for them, but a conversation in the chat room will make a connection between the two. Eric is a 34 yea...

Sub Librarian

by dump341 on Jul 11, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

First story, let me know what you think and if you notice any errors. Shea was new to Toron, a small town of a few thousand. It was relatively quaint and quiet, something Shea believed she needed after running a library in a bustling city of two million. It was a nice change with many large green lawns and towering hardwood trees draping their leaves over a...

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Two To Three Times Daily

by estories69 on Sep 19, 2017
Reviews & Essays

My name is Jason and here is my story. This is my first time writing in this manner so it probably won't come out the way I want it to. If that is the case, then I'm sorry. I'm a 22-year-old guy in college. This should be the time of my life. I'm living in the dorms, I'm away from my parents and I can do pretty much whatever I want. Well it isn't. I'm no...

Black Power is Forever

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Friday nights were made for going out. However, sometimes it's good to stay in. My name is Wonda Saint-Thomas. A very tall, beautiful and voluptuous Haitian-American sister with a story to share. I graduated from Brockton Community High School a while ago and enrolled at Langston Hughes College, a historically Black institution located in downtown Boston, Ma...

Her Smile Did Me In

by Swilly on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was coming close to the end of the school year, and my daughter Grace was feeling overwhelmed with the amount of work she had to do. She was getting ready for school one morning, and she had a bit of a breakdown. "Daddy, it's just too much. I have so much homework, and now I have two projects that I need to do too. I just can't get it all done," she comp...

Why I Bought a Computer

by Gypsy in MI on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

There I was; it was 1997 and I had been divorced for six years and living back in my podunk hometown. A four-year long affair with a married man (who also happened to be my childhood sweetheart) had come to an end, not with a whimper nor a bang, but more like the hiss of a balloon with a slow leak. I was living in a nice little house, right next to my sister...