Interracial/Anal -- Big Black Cock ass invasion [White girls trained to twerk while being fucked in the ass] [Author's notes: Warning! This is an interracial story. If you need to give a lecture about faithfulness or STDs, give it to your own wife. Also, the premise of this story accepts reincarnation and karma as fact. If this offends your religious sensi...
Sorry to all of you who have been waiting for the final part of this story. When I did write this part I fully intended to have it be the last chapter of Lis Rome's journey. Yet as I put paper to pen I knew that I needed to add one more part. Consequently there will be one more chapter after this one. Please pardon my lack of organizational skills and I prom...
First Game It wasn't just black pride that made Greg keep his dick out in public, but a hatred of baseball--hand and cock, the fuck-you metaphor for the sport. Besides all of that, it was a beautiful day--sunny and too hot, one joyful setup anywhere else outside of the stadium. But inside, America's favorite pastime made the air feel as boiling as much as...
EDUCATIONAL REFORM Skjold "Golden Arm" Odinsson was late to his class on Diffeomorphic Transformations of Nonlocal Semi-Logical Quasi-Riemannian Manifolds. Again. He tried to enter the lecture hall as unobtrusively as possible. Not an easy task given the circumstances. He took his usual seat directly behind the girl with the golden cornsilk hair. She turne...
When I awoke the next morning, which was Sunday (but felt like it should be Monday or Tuesday, given long Saturday had been), I felt a wonderful wetness around my cock and a bouncing motion on it that could only mean one thing. One of my sweet ladies had chosen to ride me in my sleep. I looked up and noticed beautiful blonde hair, silky olive skin, and the l...
My husband and I live in Atlanta Georgia, just one of the thousands of young black professional couples who’ve migrated to 'Hotlanta' in recent years. I’m program director for a local talk radio station. My husband, Tyrell, is an accountant. We own a beautiful three bedroom colonial style home, just outside of Atlanta, where we live with our two children Car...
It is mid afternoon on a summer day. The day of the week and the month of the year no longer matter to me, for I am imprisoned without hope of rescue. Freedom will come only if the man who has kidnapped me is exorcised of the demon that has possessed him and made me the victim of his odious desires. I had fallen asleep to the sound of wind rustling through...
I Manhattan, 1994 A pair of red stilettos I'd never forget. They were found bathed in blood at the bottom of a six story apartment complex in Greenwich Village. She had always wanted to make a great exit, uninterested in the grand entrances. It was a way to silence the pain and the voices she had been hearing since childhood, like Saint Joan-of-Arc. She...
Claudette stared balefully out the window of her small bookshop, watching the groups of Nazi soldiers pacing through the streets. Business had taken a turn for the worse since their occupation of her city in France. Wars were always hard times, but even her wealthier patrons had ceased coming to her shop because she was unable to procure the new literature....
Warnings: Admittedly, I have taken a totally ridiculous amount of liberty with Viggo. Lani we all met on the Two Towers Extended Version bonus materials. Immediately I admired her spunk. I thought it would be fun to get the two of them together let her admire Viggo’s spunk; uh, I mean, and let a star have it out (and get it on) with a ‘normal’ person for onc...