My name is Alisha Joseph. I’m a Haitian-American woman living in America. What I mean by that is that I am ghetto fabulous. As in, gifted with a lot of what’s great about a woman, physically and mentally. I stand five feet ten inches tall, and I’m a whole lot of woman. I’m a caramel-skinned Read more
We pass in the hall. Our eyes meet and I feel my nipples harden. I give a half smile and continue on. As I sit back down at my desk I can feel the juices build between my legs. My mind starts to wonder and I imagine you laying me down on my desk. You Read more
I begin by kissing the inside of your wrist, and slowly working my way up your arm, rotating to the outside at the elbow, and continuing up your arm to your shoulder, and then… After I’ve reached that beautiful tan shoulder (the left one) and moved to stand behind you, I will kiss it slowly Read more
(Dear Lit Reader: The inspiration has been flowing since I introduced a new barista to the storyline. Here is the next part of the saga. Thanks to Slave, Magical Hands and the others who have read it for me.) * Since the interlude we shared in my apartment, Charlene and I had been friendly. Not Read more
I had never considered myself a submissive woman in any facet of life – until five years ago, when I learned that in order to get the kind of sex I secretly craved, I needed to submit myself totally. I was working at a public relations firm at the time. I had had an awful Read more
Let me start this off by saying I love my husband. I have loved him since we met as sophomores in college. We didn’t start dating until our junior year but he was tall and handsome and sort of the leader of his circle of friends. One of those guys people are naturally drawn to. Read more
Robert and I met for breakfast as our two sluts slept it off. I suggested that we go in their bedroom and jerk off and cum on them. I would cum on Debbie and he would cum on Lisa. So, we got up and went to the bedroom. The women were lying next to each Read more
Author’s Note: This story does not stand alone. If you haven’t read part One or Two, please do now. On Monday, I strolled into my metal fabrication company and searched out Ben, my General Manager. Ben had been with me for six years. I had hired him right of college as an accountant, but I Read more
7: Saturday Kim bounded up the steps just before eight AM, her bell choker playfully announcing her presence with its jingle. She did a quick once over of her uniform to make sure everything was in place; cuffs at her wrists, waist apron tied snugly to accent her curves and, above all, the velvet uniform Read more
The fireplace crackled while lights twinkled around the large Christmas tree standing next to it. Rudolph pranced across the large screen t.v. while a mug of cocoa steamed on the table. It was a picturesque holiday scene, and it would have been perfect if Laura hadn’t been spending it alone. The forlorn looking takeout box Read more