I woke the next morning cold and naked. I turned to see Lela snuggled up and hogging all the covers. She had the tendency of being a blanket thief but I didn't mind it. I rolled over and grabbed them pulling the blanket and Lela over to me. She woke briefly and shifted herself over, resting her head on my chest before falling back to sleep. I laid there enjo...
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She fiddled furiously along the highest notes of her fiddle as the drums and saxophone kicked in behind her to support the tone. She angled her chin to brilliantly smile at the gathering crowd while striving to maintain a firm grip on her violin. An old lady with chickory coffee from the left, an eager young man staring at her legs and compressed breasts fro...
Twilla has been the secretary in our IT Department for the past year and a half. She reports to Doug, who is the manaager of our group. Twilla is a hot piece of ass. No one is quite sure of her nationality, but it is clear she has some Asian mixed in her. She's about 5'7" tall with beautiful legs, a tight ass and small tits. Every guy in the place stares whe...
This has interracial aspects and one insensitive character utters a slur or two. My second year in college was almost as big a life change for me as the first year had been. Everyone knows that going away from home and family to begin at university is a major adjustment for a young person. For the first time in your life, it's almost like your parents don't...
Several months have passed since Queen Elena had lost her fight against young Mei Lin. Very soon, the Triad began to operate also in Europe, extending the control to an oil spill. But even if the queen had been defeated, private organizations were not, and Madame Shi knew it. There were numerous obstacles in continuing to import goods and materials from ano...
The following story includes transgender characters, Domination/submission and derogatory terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. Feedback on my stories is always appreciated. ***** All Ron could think about while he stared into her sultry eyes with their smoky dark eyeshadow was, how lucky I am that I am a faggot....
My name is Raven Janelle Simpson. Friends call me R.J. I'm a short, skinny, red-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I work as a nurse at the state hospital. I'm a very straight-laced professional woman with a wickedly interesting private life. I'm very much into race play. And tonight, I'm playing with a fun Africa...
Here is a little background about me I am 60 and married to a 33-year-old Vietnamese. She needed to marry to stay in the states even though she had a son age 3 who was born in the states. We recently got new neighbors who are also Vietnamese. A younger couple in their mid to late-thirties and they have a daughter who is a senior in high school. Mimi the dau...
In the darkness of the late night, a dark blue Lexus drives to a huge mansion. After the car is parked on the cobblestone driveway, a 5'8 woman with her blond hair tied back steps out from the driver's side, wearing a long black leather overcoat. From the passenger side, a 5'1 Asian woman with raven black shoulder length hair dressed in a charcoal coat, blac...