Stories by Bobram

In the quiet stillness of the early afternoon, the sun cast its warm embrace over the sleepy town of Willow Creek. The main drag was mostly deserted, with only the occasional car cruising by. The buildings looked tired, their once-vibrant colors faded by the relentless march of time and the...

Erica was laying in bed on her back, on top of her was a large Black man who covered most of Erica, with only her legs, arms, and head protruding she had a smile on her face and didn’t mind the man lying on top of her. Between her legs the man had his large black cock buried deep inside of her...

This is a continuation of my previously posted story Erica's After Work Lesson. I suggest you find that story on this site and read it first, so that you enjoy this story more.This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of...

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are...

“Christ, what a night,” Erica Combs sighed, tossing the last menu back onto the hostess station as her fingers worked at undoing another button on her white blouse. Even with the air conditioning going at high, the hot Georgia heat was repressive. And the heat wasn’t the only thing that had...