Alesha Dixon Stories

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Cheryl In Chains Ch. 01

by TheDarkCloud on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The blinged out stretch limo wound it's way through London serenely. Though the vehicle had a huge passenger compartment there were only two people in it. And only one of them was sitting. Alexandra Burke, winner of The X Factor and breakthrough MOBO artist was sat in one of the plush leather armchairs behind the tinted windows. She had a black leather jack...

Cheryl In Chains Ch. 04

by TheDarkCloud on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

It was a tight fit and Cheryl Cole's lips were fully stretched, but somehow she managed to accommodate both cocks in her mouth at one time. The Royal brothers chortled and high fived and Harry even reached down to pinch Cheryl's nostrils shut to increase the discomfort and humiliation for his sister-in-laws slutty slave. In truth Cheryl was in heaven. It's...

Tardiness Requires a Punishment

by groovykindoflove on Sep 13, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Alesha came home that day all in a fit. She was mad. Mr. Turner had done it again. And every time she thought about it, it just made her hotter. When I say hot, I mean horny. And it just made her mad that she got horny thinking about it. It made Jamie hot too, to hear about it. This morning, Alesha was supposed to be at work at 7, in time to help Mr. Turne...

Tender Mercies

by Phineas on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This one is due to all the late, sleepless nights spent in Ken's basement as we put together the beginnings of an epic tale. None of us knew at the time just how much it would captivate our imaginations and, hopefully, the imaginations of others. Here's to Ken and Dave. Also note that this is part of a trilogy. The sequel to this is Yamara, and then the thi...

Crossing Boundaries

by DevilsAngel369 on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

It is a historic fact that Hindus and Muslims have never gotten along. While in countries like India, both religions live amongst each other in relative harmony, there is always a separation of the beliefs that has hindered intermingling. Religious riots have occurred numerous times, with the most devastating one taking place in 1947 after the separation of...

A Good Wife Ch. 02: Alesha and Traci

by kenyamossdyme on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

"I can't stop giggling!" exclaimed Alesha. "Everything you do tickles!" Traci rolled her eyes. "Look, if we're gonna do this then you have to cooperate. It's not gonna be comedy hour, damn!" "I know, it's just weird, I can't get serious!" Alesha giggled again. Traci rose up and looked at her. "Look, this was YOUR idea; I'm doing this for YOU and your f...

Lost in Caribbean Love #02

by swollenbell on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I woke up in the mid-morning with my arms around Alesha. She was peacefully sleeping with an angelic look on her face, so I just lay awake and watched her breathing. I was feeling very possessive now that Alesha had agreed to marry me and we had had bareback sex last night. Alesha was going to be the mother of my children and I didn't want anything or anyone...

No-Man's Land Ch. 02

by Scotjock2 on Apr 14, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

It had been almost a fortnight since Michael had helped Alesha and her sister, Becky. Killing the raiders, rapists and murderers who had chased them down - they had stayed in his apartment since, and he had been true to his word. He was training the sisters in weapons, survival, and other essential lessons. But it was Becky, her younger sister who truly too...

All Afternoon!

by Freddy50 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This is the continuation of the story about my weekend with Alesha, as detailed in "The Pleasure Principle -- Part 1" (It helps to read part 1, but isn't essential). * Following her into her bedroom, I decided to be a little more forceful. I told her to insert the Ben-Wa balls again. Flicking through her wardrobe whilst she retrieved, washed and inserted...

That Night Ch. 01

by Scotjock2 on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

The bottle shook in my hand, gripping the neck of the brown Cider bottle tight and the bottom of the bottle was broken, jagged and covered in blood. Did I regret what I did? Fuck no, I didn't. The bastard attacked her and he honestly expected me to stand back and allow it to happen? He was trying to rape her, and I would rather fucking die than let a wom...