He stopped pacing for a moment to look out of his window, anxiously biting on his thumbnail. He wasn’t sure why he was so nervous - it wasn’t like he didn’t know her. They had been good friends before they each went their separate ways for college. In high school they were often mistaken as a couple from the amount of time they spent together. Trevor and Johanna, class of 2016. The fact that she was a “touchy-feely” kind...

Previously:As you may recall from the first three chapters, I accompanied my husband on a business trip to Houston, where, for his birthday, I reluctantly agreed to accompany him to a swinger's cub, Wish’s. At the club I met a very attractive, twenty two year old black man who my Husband invites back to our hotel room. While Aaron watched quietly from the couch, Harris, droves me to a series of powerful orgasms.“Oh, baby,...

 We ate in the hotel restaurant. I had eggs benedict, Aaron had huevos rancheros. I took a sip of my Bloody Mary and meekly confessed, “You were great this morning. I am surprised at how strongly I reacted.”"I was surprised as well. I do not ever remember you being that turned on," Aaron reflected.My face and upper chest were burning crimson now from embarrassment. "No, I have never climaxed like that before. Once I start...

It all began with role-playing with my husband, I thought. One thing leading to another until you're past the point of no return.The sweet aroma of coconut lotion infused the room as the sun sank low casting long shadows across the floor from the balcony window. The tranquility of my environment couldn’t calm the anticipation bubbling beneath the surface of my poised demeanor. In front of me, my husband sat in a chair wit...

 The past three weeks were very eventful for me. Especially at work Lauren was insatiable when it came to pleasing her sexually. Not that I was complaining I had never had as much sex in as many positions and public places as I had in these weeks.I opened the door to my apartment, putting my keys down on the table next to the door. I slumped down into my couch. Today was the only day that I had gotten actual work done wit...

I have been diagnosed with, among other things, major depression and PTSD. Occasionally my family checks on me. I was not having the best week that ended in me going to the hospital. Typically this is a seventy-two hour stay, however, I stayed a little longer. When I finally came home, my Laotian neighbors asked me about the police and ambulance. After reassuring them that I’m fine, we parted ways. Hours later I heard cha...

"Yes, yes that's definitely it," whispered John to himself. He placed his binoculars carefully on the wooden ledge that ran under the wide window of his bird hide and moved silently to his tripod mounted camera that was next to him. He made a few quick adjustments to shutter speed and focal length and then shot off a silent stream of shots to capture his target. He thought to himself about the times he'd tried to make jok...

David’s sitting on his couch with a drink in his hand, his legs crossed, the top two buttons of his shirt are undone. “You want me to what?” He seems only mildly surprised by my statement, it seems my ‘shock value’ seemed to have little effect on him. David knows I’m blunt, brutally honest, whatever you want to call it, I speak my mind and always have. “I said, "Would you teach me how to give a blow job?” I stand in front...

(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) Chapter 3 Up on the second floor, in Milton Hobson's science class, Scott Olson finished up his presentation on early 20th-century flight in front of the class. "So if it hadn't been for the Wright brothers…" Scott showed an old photograph of the two black brothers on the projector. "...we wouldn't have had flight as we know it today...

Well, it was getting close to Christmas and as it was coming on Sunday meant a three day weekend. We had the kids all farmed out with the Gran-parents, so me and the wife had planned on driving down to Reno, Nevada for the weekend.I had made reservations at a motel for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights, as we were going to have a good time this Holiday.I was working as Assistant Superintendent on a construction site in...

My hands are shaking as I drive out to his trailer on the county line. Breathing deeply, telling my inner Casey what a foolish thing I'm doing, but not heeding my own advice. Taking one last deep breath and walking unsteadily to his porch and knocking on his door. Even softly, it rattles in the frame. No response. Harder now, until I hear the sounds of him moving, shuffling towards me. The door cracks open, then slams shu...

It was a few minutes after midnight on the first day of winter. Thick frost covered the streets. Her hurried steps in her white, high-heeled boots echoed in the silent darkness.For the first time in her life, Nadine felt very cold.Growing up in Ukraine, below zero never bothered her before, but tonight the chill was not coming from the air. She had a frostbite on her heart and it radiated glacial numbness throughout her b...

I am not sure how I should describe the enclosure. It was my first time, so there were lots of other thoughts swirling in my head. The enclosure had a hexagonal cross section, and its dimensions were such that my buttocks touched one end, while my face touched the other. It was designed like this very purposefully and with great precision. There was one glory hole aperture to each face of the hexagon. My first batch in th...

Jennifer and Jason were best friends in high school. In all honesty, if they had not both been born and raised in a rural south Alabama town, they would have possibly been more. The racial tension in their town was not like some, but in the early nineties, a mixed couple was still frowned upon.Jennifer was a beautiful African-American young lady in high school. She had all the qualities that Jason liked in a woman. Not on...