Chapter One: Cherry VS Bertha Cherry comes out to the ring in a short charcoal grey wool business skirt, it hugs her heart shaped ass. Her black high heels click on the ramp that runs directly to the ring as the speakers blast out some techno dance song. The crowd, mostly men, erupt in howls and wolf whistles. She is reminiscent of Stacy Keibler's old Ms....
I undid the buttons on my silk shirt as I strode toward the bed, my eyes locked onto Alisa as she crawled backward, feigning fear at my approach. The shirt floated to the floor and I leaned over her, rubbing a nipple against her lips until her tongue snaked out and licked it into hardness. I moved down and caught her mouth, taking her breath away with a pass...
The name is Jasmine Taylor, and I'm a young Black woman originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I transferred to Spelman College in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, from Bay State College, a small school located in downtown Boston, and life hasn't been the same since. Even though the Dirty South and its ways get on my nerves as an outspoken young Bla...
How are you folks doing today? I want to tell you the story of how I met my wife. I was only a University freshman when I met her. She was simply the most amazing chick on campus. Vanessa Saint Richard. Daughter of Boston-based Haitian-American Lawyer James Saint Richard and Brazilian-born Canadian Real Estate Legend Maria Ramos. A five-foot-nine, lean and a...
Sarah had her epiphany in a place called Ventimiglia, an ancient sea town a few kilometers from Genoa. She had left her husband in Rome after an argument, and she had driven the small rented Fiat up the coastal highway, up the left side of the boot, the car radio blasting rock music to help her forget her miseries. She had a vague notion of driving as far as...
It had been a year since my sub/girlfriend Amy had died in a car accident while visiting her family. Amy was 25, and had been my secretary and very personal assistant. She was young, vivacious and wanted to explore new things with me. I was her boss, her Domme, and her lover. For a few months I had been celibate and angry at fate. Then while on a business...
It has now been half a year that I have been taken by Momma Melba. It has been the best half year of my life. My life now has a purpose higher than having a great social life and climbing the professional ladder. My life now consists of working hard at my job during the day. After work I spend a couple of hours cleaning Momma Melba's house in my French maid...
My apologies again guys. I've been really busy lately, and decided it was time to give you all another dose of Nik, Felicia, and Xavier's story. Trust me, its well worth the read and the wait. A quick caution: make sure you're relaxed and in an atmosphere where you won't be bothered, because you will definitely get horny and want to touch yourself. Please si...
Janice Jenkins took a swig of cold beer and clicked with her mouse. Naked from the waist down, she sat on a tattered swivel chair (prop. her last employers) covered with an old towel that was already stained with cunt batter. Her jeans and boxers were bunched around her ankles as she leaned forward to inspect the screen. Ever since being fired from her job...
"Hi, baby, Flame is my name, what's yours?" "My name is Doris, nice to meet you!" It was Saturday night so I must be in the 'Bad Girl Bar', because that's where I went every Saturday night! I sat next to Doris at the bar and bought her a drink. She was cute, white, and had brown hair and eyes. As we talked, I guessed that she was about 25 years old, 5'4" w...