Chika Etomi was a Nigerian woman aged in her mid-twenties. She was married but that did not stop her flirting outrageously and when she did she preferred flirting with white men and more particularly with those a lot older than herself. She was an extreme...
The first part of Simone that Ray saw were her toes. He looked over from his digging to the edge of the pit, and there they were—brown, perfectly formed, and decorated with purple nail polish—in flip-flops. Not cheap Walmart flip-flops but nice leather...
David was barely aware of the conversation happening around him, their voices sounding distant and muffled as though heard underwater. He could hardly think anyway. It was like he could feel the blood draining from his head and flowing into his cock. All...
The next afternoon the sun was, once more, high and hot, its light glittering on the surface of the Atlantic and beating down on the boat bobbing up and down on the low waves next to a bright yellow buoy. After the events of the night before everyone...
The sun was high and hot, its light glittering on the surface of the Atlantic and beating down on the cigarette boat cutting through the low waves, piloted by a wizened Brazilian man in a tattered Parrotthead shirt. Inside the boat's cramped cabin David M...
Peter Cooke was thirty years of age and at the pinnacle of the sport he played. He represented his country, England, in test cricket on numerous occasions. He garnered the reputation of a batsman that was ruthless and aggressive when he crossed the bounda...
"Almost there guys," I said as I looked into the back seat. My two Malamute dogs looked back at me. I hated seeing them like this, cooped up in the back seat of my SUV. "I'm sorry," I said as a single tear traced down my face. I wiped it away and shook m...
In Part 1 of my story, I informed the readers that my name is Kayla. I am a black, voluptuous, sixteen-year-old high school student who was introduced by Jordin, a friend of my parents, to dominating mature white men and face sitting them. Jordin helped m...
I had a happy childhood growing up in Gulfport, Mississippi, living with my parents and older brother in a modest home in a poor part of town. We are a black family, and my father was on partial disability from an industrial accident. He still worked part...
History repeats itself, but no two stories go exactly the same way. Tones change, details change, endings change—no remix is note-perfect. Sometimes things change for the worse; first as tragedy, then as farce, as the saying goes. Other times things chang...
It was two weeks before Christmas and I had been compelled to swap the heat of the Caribbean, where I was living, for the chill of England. Family business. A funeral, in fact. I was travelling in the warmest clothes I had - a thick cotton suit that I cou...
Summer had come to an end. All the children went back to school and Kelly Brown and her husband got back to having sexual intercourse every morning. They had to take a step back, because with the children home, they'd hear them.Unfortunately, Kelly was...
I’m a lonely bachelor. Not by choice, but I’m not the greatest looking guy on the planet. Just a very average looking person. I don’t have a big dick nor am I rich. There was never really a draw to pretty women throwing themselves at me.I dated in college...
"Fuck you Jimmy!" she yelled as she stormed out of the wooden house."Fuck me? Fuck you! You're a stupid whiny bitch!" Jimmy said chasing after slamming the screen door as he left."What did you call me?" she turned around as he approached her in his white...
It was a year or so ago and I had just broken up with my long-time girlfriend, I had gone through slight depression, even though we broke up on good terms. So there I was thirty years old, single and just wanting to let loose. I decided to go to my club....
