Wayne Mitchell Stories

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To Love a Stray Ch. 11 Pt. 01

by Mygypsy on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Hi, This is a shorter chapter but it is actually about half of the original chapter. I have added in Micah's POV. I do intend to get ETC up to this chapter but it will just take me time. Thanks for all the comments. I look forward to reading the next lot. MYGYPSY * I whimper against Kell's mouth and open my legs wider as I feel Conner close his lips ov...

Buzzwords

by Barnaby on Sep 11, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

My mind had completely drifted away into another time…another place. The rushing water of my bathroom shower had become the gentle roar of a warm, tropical waterfall as it cascaded over the side of a majestic cliff. The humidity permeating the large walk-in stall was now the morning mist of the islands and I…? I was the white goddess, bathing imperially bene...

To Love a Stray Ch. 03

by Mygypsy on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

I hold the game controller and wriggle with excitement as I play against Sam but the car I am in control of hits the sidewall and erupts into flames. I groan in disappointment as game over flashes for me and Sam goes on to cross the finish line first. "Winner!" Sam yells as he waves his controller in the air. "My turn!" Dwayne yells and looks at me in surp...

Haitian Loup Garou Tales

by Samuelx on Jun 26, 2019
NonHuman

"Stephen, you need to leave, you've been cast out," said Helene Jean, my mother and the Matriarch of my now former clan, the Roamers. I looked at my mother, and her eyes were as pitiless as the sun. I stood in my study, holding a copy of Wonders of the African World by Henry Louis Gates Jr. A big and tall, dark-skinned and bespectacled black man in his twent...

A Family Feud

by Cromagnonman on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

During the course of this story reference is made to a play written a few years ago by one Wm. Shakespeare Esq. In fact the perceptive reader will recognise some aspects of the storyline have been 'borrowed' from that work. I make no apology for that, for it might be said; 'if the wheel ain't broke, why build a new one.' I am not the first, and indeed will n...

I Hate Goodbye Ch. 02

by earlkrementz on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Mari met with Callini about her start date. She'd transition with the current division finance manager for a few weeks and then it was her ship to sail. The division had arranged for her to look at several flats near the office and several in outlying areas within a half hour of the office -- all in very nice neighborhoods; a choice of automobiles; and other...

The Boss's Office

by Mistress Sierra on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She dresses in her usual attire: a white button up blouse undone to just the top of her cleavage; a black skirt and matching blazer; black, sheer stockings, and black pumps. Her make up is done in a professional manner finished nicely with red lipstick. Her red hair is done up in a bun with wispy stray hairs hanging down on the side and in back. She takes on...

Memoir of a Young Mistress Pt. 22

by FunWhileItLasted on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Sunday afternoon, Emily heard a knock at the door. Her parents were seeing a movie and shouldn't be back yet, so she peeked through the privacy lens in the door. Hard to tell, but it looked like Mrs. Mitchell from next door. Not a salesman, anyway. She opened it to see Louise smiling at her. "Hello dear, you're just the one I wanted to see! How are you?" Sh...

Confrontation Ch. 07

by lannasage on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

*Thanks again for the feedbacks guys, that's what keeps me going. Do rate and comment, cheers. This chapter is dedicated to TRELLYWELLDOITWELL* Olanna. Rhea looked at her reflection in the mirror one last time, pleased with what she saw, she picked up her handbag and made her way to the door. She had gotten a job in an accounting firm as a receptionist,...

London Buses

by jBstories on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 1 Amy's head bounced off the damp window and her eyes fluttered open. Her hair was wet from the condensation on the window and it clung to her face. Through the head shaped gap in the misty glass Amy could see Buckingham Palace. "Shit," she thought with a glance at her watch, "I'm going to be late, again." The number 19 bus crawled through the rush-...