"Black Monster Cock," "24 Inches of Pain" and "Black Cock Ripping White Hoes Apart" are all headlines I see browsing through interracial porn sites. In the previews an Aryan proudly holds a fat, plump tootsie roll in her hand and smiles at the camera. In the next picture most of it has disappeared in her mouth and she has a serious, concentrated look on her...
She stood alone in a barely lit room. The woman was dressed elegantly in a black silk dress with spaghetti straps. It was low cut enough that she could not wear a bra. Black patterned stockings covered her legs and she wore three-inch heels. The heels made the muscles in her calves' stand out. She was dressed in the clothes that you had delivered to her. The...
Alfred Wallace kept normal hours at his church office. He was not surprised when Beth Anderson sheepishly walked into his office. "Hi Beth, how are you?" he said as he stood up to greet her. "Not too well Reverend Wallace," she replied. "Well tell me what I can do to help," Reverend Wallace said. "After our counseling session I felt worse than ever. I wa...
This time she didn't leave a trail of giggles as she ran from his embrace into the bedroom. It was their third day. On the first day he had penetrated only her mouth and on the second day only her vagina. Both of which she knew were unusually small and delicate. She hadn't found much pleasure in either activity, or for that matter in the reciprocated oral...
It's been, ahem, 13 years since Chapter 6. I hope you think it was worth the wait. If you're just joining this story, you really should read at least the first chapter to understand what's going on. Scroll to the bottom of the page and click on my name to view earlier chapters. ***** My lust for Jasmine Pilcher was sated to the point I could barely stand....
As I stood looking around after Jeff had left I decided to go to my room to get clothes to take a nice warm bath. I walked through the house looking at all the cameras and stuff wondering what was going on as I entered my bedroom, when I suddenly stopped and looked around to see that all my clothes, under garments, and shoes was gone. The only clothes left w...
My sleep that night was haunted by dreams of men in dark shadows hissing at me and jumping out with monstrous cocks as big as my arm. I woke up in a sweat, leaned over to see it was only four in the morning and tried to go back to sleep. When I finally got out of bed at eight o'clock my mouth was dry and filled with the taste of booze and salt water. I had...
They were looking for me when I came to. I couldn't figure out where I was for a minute there. The crappy green shag carpet I was laying on and the ratty orange bedspread halfway pulled from the bed gave me an 'oh yeah:' Miller's Motel. Everybody called it 'Sinners' 'cause of all the extramarital hanky-panky it was home to. And guess what I was doing there?...
The two women were barely in time to get home, clean up and change their clothes before driving to the airport to pick up Jack, back from his business trip. In the car, Carol was silent. When Helen tried to ask what the matter was, she said: "I suppose I am a bit ashamed". - Ashamed? Because of Jack? - Not only that. I mean, I was doing it right in front o...
The following evening, which was Friday, Dave and Paula again arrived just after dinner. It was clear that even though Francesca and Paula were being punished for their stupid wine-drinking incident earlier in the week, the punishment sessions were now overlaid with a high degree of sexual tension, especially after the previous evening. I knew I was responsi...