Emma was quiet the rest of the drive into town but perked up as we exited the expressway and started driving through the city. The rain had let up and as we neared my neighborhood things started feeling more urban—the buildings, the lights and neons and action in the streets—and pretty soon she was sitting up and looking around. I wasn't exactly angry with h...
Something a bit different .................................................. "What did you just say?" I looked over at my wife, shocked. She'd just told me she intended to go to the Bahamas for a three day weekend with another man. "Please, Mike. It doesn't mean anything, just a little fun." "Not no, but hell no. This isn't what we agreed on, not at all...
This is a long tale in seven parts, meant to be read at leisure. Part 1 I was deep in thought as I strode down the hallway to the office restroom, grappling with the morning's problems...the little, unexpected bureaucratic ones that always seem to crop up each day. I was so engrossed that I almost didn't see her, a slim – though very curvy – African-Americ...
Somewhere in the state of Texas in a suburb of a medium sized city, there was a high school of approximately fifteen hundred students. It was a cool rainy, Monday morning in early October at about 7:30 in the morning. The student parking lot was empty except for a grey BMW parked in a secluded corner. The occupants of the car were a young man and woman in th...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described herein are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships and activities are at least18 years old. ~ ~§~ ~...
Copyright 2020, Javahead. All rights reserved Author's Note: This story was my first attempt to write from a female POV. I welcome feedback on how well -- or poorly -- I did. I'm not quite certain where the character and story line emerged from -- I jotted down some ideas, decided to borrow secondary characters from some of my earlier stories, and starte...
Just a few points: firstly this story is written in British-English so the spelling and grammar may well differ from that of the particular dialect in which you were educated. Secondly it contains descriptions of shemale-shemale sex and anal sex... If these are not to your taste then read no further. Thirdly it is a story and nothing here is real, it's al...
Philip Santos was on a bus, on his way to Toronto, to go househunting before his final move there in the fall. He had made arrangements with his friend Steven to stay on his couch for a few nights, and during the days he'd look at apartments. It was a good plan, but when he texted Steven to ask when and where he wanted to meet, there was no reply. When the...
First night ever in my very own apartment an older man opened my unlocked door and pulled his cock out. Shocked by the sudden apparition, I didn't scream. Normally, I would have screamed. But within a second, as unexpected as it was, I thought I recognized him. Or his silhouette, anyway. It wasn't too dark but him being this radically out of place disrupted...
I've been in some unusual places in my time, but this is one I never expected to be in at my age and stage of life. Second chances are rare and to be cherished. 1. It began back when I was in high school. I got a summer job at Mannlich & Whitney as a 16 year old intern-trainee, a fancy name for a "go-fer" whose job was to fetch and carry for the tech...