I had spent a lot of time trying to relax. I had a myriad of emotions flowing through my body. Anger, regret, pain, jealousy, and sadness to name a few. But there was love, too. I had loved Ann Marie Santos for nearly my whole life. I had loved her since I knew what love was. In middle school we were best friends. In high school we were boyfriend and girlf...
It was the post-college graduation reunion and Vanessa was traveling back to her hometown to visit her high school gang, "The Ten". There were ten girls that had know each other since middle school, and all had been away at college for the past four years. This was the first time the whole gang had been together in over a year. For Vanessa, it was the first...
Marna awoke with a start. She had been having a wonderful dream, and was dreadfully sad that it had ended so abruptly. Still, something had awoken her. She sat up. Her smallish attic room was lit by the moonlight streaming in through the single window at the head of her bed. It shone down on her quilt, making all the colored patches that looked so cheerful...
In the Castle of the Hawks, some days later, Emma, clad in her 'Story of O' outfit, was polishing the large walnut dining table, when she noticed a small door in the corner of the room. She quietly crossed over to the door and to her surprise, it opened and there was a staircase leading down -- but to where? Later, when she was in her room -- her cell. She...
I go to wash off the suntan lotion in the shower. There is a digital clock in the bathroom; my parents put it there so I would know when I had to leave to get to school. I set it so I can see it while I'm in the shower. I still have time before my folks get home. In there I take time to stroke my penis thinking it was Jonathan doing me as I soap up and showe...
~So what started as a one-shot, primer story has become a trilogy! Unless I think of more to do with the story without it getting too stale, this will probably be the last part. Plus, I want to write something with a happy ending. I recommend reading "A Weekend of Firsts" and "A Halloween Weekend" if you haven't already before reading this one!~ ***** Send...
After having my dick sucked yet again, I pulled myself off and took a quick shower, heading home for a quick nap before I had to drive to my parents for the weekend. I kissed Karima before getting into my car, and promised to call her later when I got to my parents. I got to my parents place and after a nice family dinner went up to my room, pulled out m...
Readers will remember from the previous story, that Snowdrop had a secret little pond some miles away from her village. She found this place when she was little, and became lost far from home. At age eighteen (or so), she shared this place with her dear friend, Snapdragon. As is natural for Snowdrop and Snapdragon, they ended up in some girl sex-play in this...
When most people look at me, they see a six-foot-one, lean and dark-skinned Black man with curly Black hair and light brown eyes. They make all kinds of assumptions. I'm presumed to be some kind of criminal simply because I am Black and male. I'm also presumed to be a potential threat to national and even global security because I come from a Muslim backgrou...
I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Mark Turner. Have you ever noticed that sometimes reality can be stranger than fiction. That point was driven home to me over twenty years ago. At that time I was in grad school working for my masters in engineering physics. I had enough money to be able to afford a reliable, older, car and have an apartment to m...