Lady Denisa’s Husband R.A.F. Group Captain Lord Henry had returned from his Commander in Chief’s post in Africa. It’s 1945 and the Second World War is over. Denisa at 48 years of age had always been faithful to her husband. That had changed when after three years of separation she had met a young black American pilot. After just one night of wonderful ill...
XLVIForeign ShoresAlex2032 "I have a daughter as well," said Lakeisha while sprawled beside Alex on the double bed that dominated the bedroom of his small apartment. "She's older than Iris, your daughter. Her name's Lisa." "Does she live at home?" Alex wondered. "You could say that," Lakeisha replied. "She lives with my mother, her grandmother, in Maseru....
Angel rose from her dressing table satisfied at last. She glanced at the clock 6.45pm. The Philosophy Circle met at 7pm. She had plenty of time; it took only five minutes to drive there. Her husband Mark would be ready to drive her there and pick her up at 9.30pm as arranged as soon as she was ready. She was tempted to ask him to pick her up earlier this ti...
In a few weeks I will be celebrating my silver wedding anniversary. I mention that as an early biographical detail but first I want to tell you about Phil. Phil always was and still is my best friend despite any other role that he will be perceived to fill. We first met aged about twelve and the friendship was forged in the playground as a mutual defensive a...
My name is Marguerite Bonheur Sinclair, and I'm here with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, on January 2, 1961. My family has been in Canada ever since the region of Quebec was called New France. I'm as French-Canadian as the fleur-de-lys itself, which kind of bothers my friends when they find out about my preference in...
1. Elizabeth Perry knew from the moment they emerged from the train station after the short trip from Fiumicino Airport, that things were going to be different in her life. She and her husband Michael had spent their honeymoon in the Eternal City 18 years ago, and it had been a magically romantic time. So much had happened since then, and much of it had con...
"Mind of a genius, body of a goddess," Erin mused to herself as she admired her naked body in front of her bathroom mirror. She had every right to be proud. With long brown hair, 36D breasts, wide childbearing hips and an ass that nicely countered her chest, she was indeed a beautiful specimen of womanhood and she knew it. Being a healthy woman in the prime...
WARNING! This fictional story isn't for everyone. It involves cuckolds, male feminization, submission, interracial sex and breeding. If you're not interested, go find another story. * I am a white fifty something year old married cuckold and a proud member of the W.B.A. My wife is twenty years younger than I and we have four children (with one on the way),...
Hello, there. My name is Styx. She whom the Underworld's deadliest river is named after. At first glance, I seem like a your average six-foot-tall, dark-skinned and long-haired, voluptuous woman sporting stylish urban gear. Yeah, that's the image the world sees when looking at me. However, as is the case with most people, there's more to me than meets the ey...
"As Salaam Alaikum, sisters, I come here to give you a warning, you see, in the Islamic world, the rampant racism and sexism are both hidden and in-your-face, there is a lot of hatred for darker-skinned people, especially Black Africans, across the Arab world and beyond, many women are pressured into marriage to men they do not like, and they face reprisals...