*** College coeds, a black sports boy Quinton (pronounced Queenton), and his hispanic roommate Jose were enjoying college life with a lot of eye opening experiences were talking in their dorm, they were room mates. Jose said, "What is your next competition?" Quinton said, "800 meters." "Are you ready for it?" Jose was genuinely interested. "I think so,...
"Alex! I always heard you black men like to fuck white women! I never thought though you could fuck them like you fucked Virginia! Boy you got staying power!" "When you find a good woman like Virginia that can take all of Pee Wee you got to fuck her like that!" "You got to take advantage of it because you might never find another piece of tail like her a...
Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, and some violent situations. In addition, all characters in any sexually explicit conduct are over the age of eighteen (18) years at the time this story was written. * I had recently sprained my ankle badly at our annual, summer picnic softball game and was gimping around on a cru...
Imagine me entering your bedroom... white satin panties and white satin bustier... garters down to sheer silk thigh highs... 5" heels that make my smooth legs so shapely. You stand in your boxers, your cock already growing. I smile naughtily with my full red lips. I walk up to you, my hips swishing with the step of each heel, one right in front of the other...
The stewardess was blonde, skinny and bored, and so was Huysmans. (Well, the last one anyway.) "Please put up your tray tables in preparation for landing in Snerdsk, capitol of great nation of Schmertzylvania," she droned. Then she turned her face toward Huysmans with the crack of a secret policeman's baton during an interrogation. "Use of mustache wax not a...
Chapter Eleven: Engaged and Flying Home to Reveal All. I wake up and roll over to see beside me the gal I love, Kerri. A most fantastic evening with Kerri. I move and kiss her on her shoulder and she wakes up, smiles and says, "Good morning babe." I kiss her shoulder again and say, "Good morning Hun." Kerri rolls and we lay heads on hands, face to face...
Jess rode horses. Her light brown hair was always braided or pulled tightly behind, and her skin was always sun-kissed, smooth and clear except for a faint smattering of freckles across her nose. She was a good girl, straight A's and a studious posture that made her C cups look like Ds. Always covered of course, in a tight sweater or her latest half-marathon...
The ending here may change a little, but for the most part, it's done. Part 3 and maybe a Part 4 will appear right after the first of the year. Like I said in Part 1, this is the first time I've tried to write in the persona of a man. Let me know what you think. Cass... Amy- Part 2: It Gets Complicated There were still a few cars in the lot and a couple of...
He pushed her gently through the open door, making sure that her eyes were completely covered. Manoeuvring her through the small apartment, he ushered her into the dimly-lit bathroom and closed the door behind them. “Open”, he said, uncovering her eyes. He watched her blink several times as her eyes adjusted to the change of lighting, and then watched as sh...
San Francisco December 1985 It has been a busy couple of months for me. I moved to San Francisco from Sacramento in October. I think moving and working in San Francisco will test my relationship with Tom to see if it survives the distance. Jack though, is another factor I should factor in. We've dined and danced in the sheets on several occasions in Nove...