One Afternoon Kali did not do nervous. After her life, after all she'd been through, not then not now and not never. She'd dealt with some sketchy mother-fuckas, she'd dealt with large sections of society that wanted her dead or at least gone because of the color of her skin. She'd dealt with the other sections that hated or distrusted her because she was a...
I awoke Saturday morning relieved and disappointed at the same time. Neither Marcus nor Ty had come by after the thug dropped me off, and he hadn't come back either. The empty feeling in my nether region was joined by that now familiar warming feeling. The warmth coursing through my womb confirmed what I already knew deep down. I am pregnant. Whatever day...
Maryland's Heritage Introduction: This is being written in response to something an anonymous commenter included regarding my story titled "Wife Gets What She wants'. He said he had friends who all referred to Maryland as a 'Yankee State'. I wanted to address that remark. Well I am a Yankee in the 'American' sense, but I'm not precisely a Yankee, and nei...
Jodhaa stretched luxuriously across her bed. She looked at the clock, it was late in the afternoon. The men had let her sleep late after last night's opening romp. How many times had she taken each man, two, three or four? Whatever the number, all she remembered was the pleasure and thrill of being so wanton. She even giggled thinking about the fact that eve...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; STORIES HAVE A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED; HERE BE DRAGONS] [All characters and events are fictional; any similarity to actual people or events is coincidental. No harm is intended for any person or organization.] * It had taken almost six months to set up this p...
I watched my wife take her Fuck-bliss with him, Jerome. His muscles bulging, body sweaty, he fucked into the love of my life. She had a wet, horny little cunt for him. Not for me. I wasn't even half the man that Jerome was. Not in any way, shape or form could I compare to Him. Not in my wildest dreams. Jerome was a Black Alpha, and as such, he had breeding r...
I awoke Friday morning all alone for the first time since my husband left. Marcus was gone, leaving behind only what the lying bastard had pumped into me the night before. I stretched, feeling the crusty remnants of his semen caking my inner thighs. My pussy was sore from the whole week, and stretched. I could never go back. "Oh god, oh god!" Startled at th...
Authors Note: For those of you that have been reading "Lisa's Second Chance" this story is a prequel and takes place around 7 years before Lisa is recruited to the commune. We meet some of the main characters before they met Lisa. If you have not read "Lisa's Second Chance" then this story works well on its own and I hope you enjoy it. Kisses. Lisa XXX *...
We had been living a peaceful and content life since marrying 2 years ago. I had opened a clothes shop nearby selling Asian style garments like sarees, abayas, bhurkas, kameez, niqabs and the like. Business was booming with the massive influx of Asian muslim customers moving into the area almost every month. We had lots of money, were happy with my 24 year o...
Nude Day dawned bright and sunny as I finished my sonic shower and returned to our bedroom. My Life Mates had been preparing for the ceremonies by adding makeup to their nipples, pubes and buttocks and frisked about the suite in the 0.7 gee environment. It had cost me over a gigacredit for this suite and for them to attend the BodiSculpt Salon in the hotel l...