“Pardon me,” the thick accent replayed over and over again in my head. Despite his best effort, he bumped my shoulder and left a part of him etched into my psyche. More than his smell or his southern drawl. A life story. His, from beginning to end, sped up for me to view in the … Continue reading Imprint →

Defeated, he sat on the fallen tree trunk and wept. Sorting refuge in the deserted beach, he had hoped the soft rainfall would wash away his shame. Wished the crashing waves would give him a clean slate, as it did the shore. If only it were that easy. Quietly she crept up behind him, extending … Continue reading Lover’s Rock →

Sitting in this lounge chair stroking this rachet. Contemplating my next move. See, there's rules to the game: Do your dirt out in the streets. Never at home. Never in your car. Never around places you frequent. This Bitch done violated. Now look at them, all cuddled up sleeping peacefully without a care in the … Continue reading Rachet for a Rachet →

"How did I get here?, she thought". Away from the party and her center-of-attention husband. Yet here she was, alone with this stranger in a darken storage closet bent over a table. Skirt flipped over her back, thong pulled aside, being relentlessly pounded by the biggest blackest dick she's ever encountered. The spontaneity, passion and … Continue reading The Release →