This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Brother Samuel here. A name that should require no introduction at this point. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking and openly bisexual Haitian-American author, law student and activist living near Boston, Massachusetts. Sometimes, I wonder why people simply can't leave well enough alone. Why must they try to fix things that don't need fixing? Don't fix...
My name is Patrick O'Shea and I'm a tall, red-haired and gray-eyed Irishman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm an accountant and I'm happily married to a tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, deliciously curvy and big-bottomed Irishwoman named Leila Barnes O'Shea. She's a schoolteacher. My wife and I are swingers and we're very much into race p...
The name is Eden White. I'm a six-foot-two, red-haired and green-eyed, kind of chubby and big-bottomed white chick living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a BDSM fanatic. There, I said it. Currently, I'm in therapy. I'm sitting in the office of Dr. Carol Brown, a tall, regal black woman in her early forties. She's simply beautiful. A graduate of Spe...
The Irrational Dilemma... Now was the moment of truth, Chloe Simmons sat on her couch looking at the ringing phone, part of her wanting to answer it, part of her wanting to just leave the apartment and let it ring. *** Chloe was always up for new things and new challenges, she prided herself on her openness to learning or experiencing something differen...
PART ONE My name is Giovanni Sterling. I'm a half British, half American mean slab of raw steak with dark brown hair. People, girls that is, call me a bastard. I agree, I am a full out bastard. I have to be. I'm defending motor scooter world champion. Let me tell you about motor scooter racing. It's a crazy fuck filled world with thrills, kills and million...
This is part 3 of Merna's story which is the final day at the races. You really need to read part 1 and 2 first. Edited by DRGRIFFIN The missing boys return Sometime early Sunday morning; I was awakened by the sound of 4 drunken men coming into our camp. The three girls sat up as Jerome was putting on his trunks. "Let me see what is happening," Jerome...
It's a gray old morning typical of winter in Melbourne, you miss the sun but that's just how it is. I'd hate it in some ways if it wasn't like this, the constant sunshine and heat in the tropics isn't my scene, I love having four seasons. With the seasons comes the variety, the change in mood, the change in activities and most importantly, the change in what...
We last left Chelsea after an encounter with her neighbor Dom. The next part of her story involves an extraterrestrial encounter. The chapter ended somewhat early, but there will be plenty to make up for it! ***** Chelsea's blue eyes fluttered open, and her eyelids continued to move with the pounding in her head. She lay on the sofa for awhile, her mind...
Author’s Note: My first submission! This story is based on a fantasy that my fiancé and I concocted while she was living abroad in Mexico. Written as a chain story, each section shifts from her viewpoint to mine. Any and all feedback is welcome! Enjoy! "So, you want to dance?" The tension in the air was almost tangible, as was the challenge that hung betw...