As the resplendent Caribbean sun began its glorious decent over luscious St Lucia, Miss Victoria London-Smith, this most stunning of English roses, was being preened and prepared for the evening. She had decided to wear a magnificent, short, sleeveless Alexander McQueen dress. I had never set eyes on such expensive attire and it befitted her so perfectly....
I walked to the jewelry stand inside Saint Laurent Mall with a purposeful stride. For months now, I had been saving up for the perfect engagement ring. Today, I can finally afford it. I smiled at the saleswoman, a pretty blonde chick, and indicated the one I wanted. I admired it, and made sure it was the right finger size. Smiling, I took out my Royal Bank o...
From the first time she walked into my shop I wanted her. I love femmes, particularly older ones. And I have a definite affinity towards nicely dressed, fit, attractive ones. I know, who doesn't? You don't have to be 50, black and butch for that. My name is Serena. I'm a single lesbian living in, well, perhaps that's not important. I own and operate a shop...
Twelve While Samba was occupied with Eva, Valera had reached her hut and found it empty. At first she thought that the leader could be busy with something; but as time went by, she began to think that Samba had forgotten their appointment. Perhaps she was with one of her lovers? The girl felt confused: Samba had asked her to come – why would she go with ano...
Hello, there. How are you today? My name is Jocelyn Winston. I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the City of Boston, Massachusetts, but have lived in Canada for the past eight years. I am twenty six years old and hold dual American/Canadian citizenship, which isn't as cool as it sounds come tax time. I study bus...
My name is Danielle Jean-Pierre. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, curvy and big-bottomed Haitian-American woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business at Algonquin College and I am twenty two years old. I've been in the so-called Confederation of Canada for about eighteen months. Next year, I will enrol at Carleton University to get my bac...
The run rose over the City of Atlanta, Georgia. It found Kerry Ramping-Saad, everyone's favorite tall, curvy Afro-Trinidadian Amazon lying in bed, pleasurably sore after a night of fun. Even by her own standards, last night had been a lot of fun. Next to Kerry lay her latest conquest, a tall and curvaceous, light-skinned cutie with big hair and an even bigge...
Over the next week, Jenny learned what it truly meant to be in demand. It was open season on the freshman girls, and it seemed like every senior, junior, and sophomore wanted a piece of her. She liked the attention and was flattered to be desired, but after awhile her tongue was tired and her pussy was sore. She eventually learned where to go when she was ho...
As Jodie lay on the floor panting and sweating, Miss White unharnessed her strap-on and put it aside, straightening her dress. Satisfied that some order had been established in the situation, she nodded to Sasha, who untied Jodie and helped her to her feet. Holding Jodie by the arm, Sasha could feel her quiver, little jolts of pleasure still coursing through...
WATAMU NIGHTS It was one of those sultry, Kenyan tropical nights, hot, but not too humid. We were in Watamu on a kind of a second honeymoon, a long awaited trip without the kids. Watamu was just the kind of escape we had been looking for, unencumbered, here in this resort village with its reputation for wild, swinging parties and sultry nights. We went for...