It was early evening. The boy was writing in his notebook by the band hall. The iPod was playing in his ears along with the songs that the world-famous marching band practiced and played. Most he knew instantly. But this he did know: The girl with the DSL’s was always on his mind. He couldn’t stop it. He thought about her light brown skin. He thought about her body. So much so that it turned him on. Lastly, he thought abo...

When lunch came for Kayla, she was feeling something. She could not explain it. It wasn’t nervousness, at least she thought. As she looked for Sam Prescott, she had eyes on her ample curves. She was mystified. She did not know whether to be proud or offended. She had long, black, Pocahontas-like hair. She had pretty light brown skin, and hips that grew in during the summer that drove the boys wild. It turned out that duri...

It was seventh period English. The last period of the day. She sashayed into the room. She was powerful. She was popular. As soon as she walked in, it wasn’t long until nearly all the boys pounced on her. Except one. That one confessed his feelings for her a different way: A love note. “Hey," She waved. The boy waved back shyly. “Hey, sexy lips! He said you had those DSLs, huh?" A classmate said, embarrassing the boy. He...

Two weeks earlier... You want to be business partners? My phone vibrated a few hours later. It was Jaden texting me. Jaden: I'm intrigued... what kind? I quickly typed back: The Factory. You don't even have to be at the joint sometimes. Purely business. Silent. He replied: Jaden: Why did you ask me? I answered quickly: You have a business mindset. You got a kid. You are the mature one out of us... After I sent that, he ha...

DING. It was late evening at Top Drawers. Tommy James was set to get his paycheck after his shift, which was almost over. His shift was mostly quiet. He took the advice of his co-workers and friend and tried to not flirt with the female customers. That is, until... "Hi, um, would you tell me where your bras are?" Tommy knew that voice. He looked from the corner of his eye. Yet another familiar pretty face caught him. He w...

"Ugh, Daddy... Fuck me... Fuck me..." SMACK. "You like that shit? Say you love Daddy's dick." SMACK. "I love your dick, Daddy!" "Good girl." The strokes quickened. She moaned louder. She loved it when he fucked her beyond recognition. He began kissing her on the neck whilst aggressively grabbing her curvy buttocks and grabbing her neck. "Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck me, JD..." "Yeah... yeah..." He said while fucking her. He turned...

I had met Ashley for about a year before we got married. She is a caramel-coloured girl from Mauritius, a true island girl. She is petite with perky breasts and a tiny arse. I didn’t know too much about her past but it was love at first sight so I went for it. We got married on the beach and went off to a small island for our honeymoon. There wasn’t much to do but there was a bar in the hotel with music and Ashley loved w...

Soon, the day came. I was on the way to the second wedding that I was invited to. Amber's. I was still not over her by a long shot. I still wanted her. I thought about what I said in our last encounter. I was in the heat of the moment, but I think I meant it. "...I could be 'Daddy..." Then I thought about our random conversations on FaceTime. I asked her one night, bored: "What do you get complimented on the most?" I noti...

It was now November, after high school football season. However, it was about to be “the season of giving” as it was dubbed. Plus Tommy James and Ariadne had midterms soon at school. So, stress impounded unto them. Nonetheless, the two friends kept with their unique routine. From Ariadne masturbating while Tommy was watching accidentally on purpose... “Ugh... Fuck, Daddy... Ugh... I’m so wet...” Tommy knocked on the windo...

Sitting on the edge of my bed as I slip into my black sheer pantyhose, a feeling of sensual dominance washes over me. I am to be worshiped tonight. The clock turns 7 and, along with my pantyhose, I'm wearing a black leather mini skirt and a red satin corset. As a Queen dressed like a Goddess I am ready to be worshiped. Feeling myself and my surroundings, there is one thing missing. My slave! I hear the knock at the door a...

This story is true. I promise. How can you tell? Because it contains humiliating details. I was 22 and a chronic virgin.A mixture of being somewhat timid and overtly religious until that point had prevented me from advancing far with the opposite sex. Of course, being religious didn’t mean I had been a good boy the whole time. I had had my fair share of sexting with strangers I had met in chatrooms, hours of porn surfing...

This is a story about a girl I liked back in the day who didn't realize the power of her curves. This is the story of Devin's Room.When I first saw Devin, looking at her from a distance, there was something about her. It was sophomore year in high school. I could not explain it. I was mystified. She had long, black, Pocahontas-like hair. She had pretty light brown skin, and a slender figure then. We had English class toge...

It was now after homecoming for Tommy James and he started to wonder... Isn't it a bit ironic currently, that more and more males are on a sexually perverted rampage?  Tommy James, not an angel by any means, but maybe something opened his eyes? Or someone? That someone being Ariadne. Tommy began thinking about her more after homecoming. She had a boyfriend. She worked with him. She gave him a blowjob. Was he mental? Was h...

After I met Sharmell Brown, I figured there had to be more to her than that. So, I asked her… “Was the T.A. one of your firsts? I’m sorry, I’m getting really curious here,” I said to her. “Oh, God, no.” I looked at her in mild amusement in her response. After all, she did seduce him. “It was an old boyfriend from my sophomore year in high school. He was older than me. I was sixteen He was eighteen, on his last year. Sweet...

Our enchanting tale starts in a cool and drizzly October night. It was homecoming week in my senior year. I had a special part in that particular homecoming weekend. There I was. It was a Friday night. In Texas, it was a holiday. We had new life. Our team had a new coach. That year, we were “the little team that could.” They went from nothing to something. Eventually, halftime came. At this time, I was down on the field w...