This is a sample from the next blacked story I am writing. I am going to include a lot of Indian actresses. I had a few suggestions from my previous story. I googled a few of them and I was definitely not disappointed. I have almost completed the full chapter, this is just a small piece. ***** Jamal parked his car and made his way up to his apartment he sh...
"Black Kink, there's an App for that," Stevenson Fils-Aime said aloud, stroking his goateed chin. The big and tall, dark-skinned young Haitian man lay in bed, in the basement of his aunt Mabel's townhouse in the City of Orleans, Ontario. With his aunt visiting old friends in the City of Montreal, Quebec, the brother had the place to himself. What's a brother...
I once worked for a guy who, whenever miscommunication led to a business misunderstanding, always used to remark: "This is how wars get started." The miscommunication between my wife and me that Friday did not lead to war, but it did have a radical and lasting effect on the lives, and in particular the sex lives, of three people: myself, my wife Cheri and o...
+I pull into a parking space away from the door, get out and lock my Ford Fusion, and walk into Jerry's Bar. It has been a long, hot day, it was Wednesday, and I'm in the mood for a cold one, or two or three, and a sliced beef sandwich and some seasoned fries. Jerry's has the best brisket for anywhere in town serving cold beer, but not because he does his ow...
(All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story are over 18 years old and any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental) ******** With all the packing, cleaning, and unpacking, moving has to be one of life's biggest nightmares. However, as a 45 year old, recently divorced man trying to start over, moving meant I was taking...
Morgan Stiles is a forty-something redneck who was born and bred in West Texas, and lately, he and his wife Kirsten Simpson-Stiles have been having problems. Kirsten is originally from Boston, Massachusetts, and finds it hard to adapt to the life of a Texan housewife. Morgan works at the Bank of Lubbock, which is basically a puffed-up credit union trying to...
“I hate Vampires,” Sarathiel said, and with that, the former Archangel, now a six-foot-tall, curvy and athletic, bad-ass human female, jammed the silver-tipped wooden stake into her enemy’s chest. The Vampire, a tall, bald-headed, muscular Asian male with luminescent eyes and sharp fangs, gasped in shock and pain before actually disintegrating before her ver...
This is a continuation of "Picking up an order for hubby". Warning - story includes bi sex. You called me in a panic. You were picking up an order for your hubby and we ended up having sex. Now on your way home you realize you forgot the order. Thinking quickly I decide that I would go back for the order and bring it to your place saying that you dropped...
For the first time in my 23 years, I have my own apartment -- on my own terms. After so much denial, so much embarrassing high school locker room derision for my small penis, so many tearful arguments with my parents, four years of hormones and therapy, this boy is dressing fulltime as the woman I always knew I was. At 5-foot-6 and 123 lithe pounds with a...
Chapter 1 - Introductions "She was like a gift from heaven - just what I needed." John Sheffield was a lonely man. I was in his early 60s, tall, with all his hair and in good shape, for his age. Strong arms and large, with a little paunch around the waist, like many men his age. His hair was starting to go a little gray, as was his mustache which he wore...