Note: For this chapter, I have switched to a first-person narrative. * I wasn't quite ready for the kiss that Stacey landed on me when I showed up for work again. She wasn't bashful at all. In fact, she made a point of tongue-kissing me in front of any of the mall staff, shop staff, and customers present. She wanted the entire shopping center to know that...
My series on 'The Widow" were true stories. Though hesitant to write them, they were well-received, (Thank you all!) so I thought I might try my hand at others. But I feel better writing real life stories, at least stories based in real life. 'Based on a true story' means there is a lot of leeway to let imaginations run free. Brittany is my niece. Having n...
Wow! Time keeps flying between each time I return to drop off a story. I thought I had loaded these 2 months ago when I wrote them. My greatest apologies to those who may have been waiting or wondering when I'd post again. You can thank Roni for that. She called a few days ago when she could while her husband was in Paris for 2 days for work. She needed t...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to; James Lacy at the address in his profile. All comments appreciated. * * * * * It was the following weekend, after Susan and Patrick met Aunts Jane and Martha. Agnes planned...
Considering all the crazy things that had happened so far on this holiday, James and Rebecca's third morning continued as routine as their first two. They woke up, showered, ate breakfast, and then went to sunbathe by the pool. Rebecca was of course wearing her gold bikini and now that she had been given permission from James to act on what the gold bikini...
5 Friday. Things were about to change on this blue sky and sunny morning. The birds' maybe chirping, but come night someone's heart might be spilt in two. Angel wasn't too thrilled about what was to come tonight. He still couldn't comprehend why he joined this stupid, obnoxious society called a fraternity. 'Brotherhood. Brotherhood my ass! What fulfillment...
Gino Harrison walked into his office. He had been working for Jefferson & Mason for three years now. It was an advertising agency. Gino was a tall black man in his early thirties. He had dark brown skin and curly black hair. A rather handsome man. Gino was a somewhat successful man. He engrossed a couple hundred grand a year and that wasn't bad at all. Espec...
I was sitting at my desk on Monday morning recalling the events of the previous week. It had been a stimulating yet frustrating time for me. I was locked in chastity for the first time and had to wear women's panties daily. Humiliation seemed to be continuous and I was disciplined by various women on a regular basis. When I wasn't on my knees pleasuring one...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. James came by the next night, and we spent the week-end fucking, sucking and talking. He...
My dear sisters: I have been asked to give a history of my experience with Priapus, and my part in the revival of his ceremony. I trust that this account will not leave the walls of this sorority house. Here, as best I can recall and recount it, is the story. When I was in college in the early seventies, it was a very different environment than it is today...