We agreed to meet today in a mall. I was excited about the meeting and was sure it will lead to another interesting day. I was dressed up for the day. I saw Praveen walking near me. His jaw dropped as a confused look came over his face, undoubtedly I had taken him by surprise but now in his dilemma he was unsure if he should look down at his phone or at me...
The screaming and thumping ripped through the silence of the empty house. It was truly a terrifying sound. A sound that was so loud and agonised, it was like all of Hell had broken loose and was trying to get to the nearest soul. Hordes of horny demons and damned spirits were all after Mavis. They pounded and slammed, howling and roaring to get to her. The D...
His name is John and he was meeting his friend, Jason, across town at a bar. John wasn't too happy about meeting him since he had to cancel his date with Christine. He had been dating Christine for 6 months. Their busy schedules only allowed them to get together one night a week. However that one night just about drains him sexually, almost to the point of n...
This is the next chapter about my first year in college. It is based on my diary from almost 20 years ago. It obviously involves interracial sex so if this offends you, please do not read further. If you like my story, you can read my earlier chapters to get a better understanding of the events unfolding. * I didn't hear from Mark or Brian for the next few...
My wife Cindy is one of those woman that men take a second and third glance at. She knows just how to ooze sexual desirability. She has a pixie face and is very well put together. She is petite in size with a fine ass and tits. Her tits are nicely rounded, perky 36 C's. Her bottom is beautifully curved and begs to be fondled. She loves to tease and wears sho...
My doorbell rang one day and I opened my door slightly to look out. There was an African-American woman wearing a raincoat and standing there, which I thought was strange because we hadn't had any rain or even any threat of rain for over a week. When she turned her head, smiled and asked me if I wanted to buy any Girl Scout cookies, I recognized Kirsten and...
Libraries are generally very reserved places. I like the dark stacks of books and the quiet. I am fond of the smell of old bindings and decaying paper. Of course, men don't usually find those women in my line of work entirely attractive. Frankly, I have to admit that I don't find myself entirely attractive. I am too tall and thin. My hair is long and flat, a...
Where the fuck was she? It was after nine and Diane said she would be home at around five so we could go and get our Christmas shopping. I tried her mobile again, it went straight to answer phone, there was no point in leaving another message, and if she had listened to any of the others she would know how angry I was. Diane was out on her company's Christ...
NOTE: 5 hours, 4 states, 3 toll booths, 2 major rivers, 1 extremely long interstate highway, and a whole bunch of Mr. Frost's less-travelled roads . . . all are between me and my eighty-year-old mom, who's been suffering from an increasingly severe list of health problems since early last year. I call almost every day and make the trip as often as humanly po...
PART 2 I peered through the murky window of the train to try to get my bearings on where I was. It was now quite dark outside, although it was possible to make out the steep bank of overgrown vegetation immediately across the adjacent tracks. It gave me no indication of where I was, however, although I could determine that the train was dawdling along at a...