Dear reader, there is a little incest twist at the end of this story. Mary woke in the middle of the night, or partly awakened, it was more of a stir. Her hands slipped between her legs and she squashed her knees and thighs together in silent remembrance of something deep in her sub conscience. It was a dream, or part of a dream, she tried somehow not to...
"Hey, Mark, how are ya doing?" Jerome was standing in the living room, nude except for a white tee shirt. His long black penis arched away from his body, like an elephant's trunk. "Hi, Jerome. I'm doing OK." I'd just come in the door from a long day at the office. I was used to finding Jerome in my house in the afternoons. Amy liked his company. I had intr...
I'm a white female getting close to the big 50. I grew up in a very racist family on a farm in the Texas panhandle. When I was in high school, the schools in my area had started the integration process, but there was really no mixing between black and white students in reality. It was like two separate schools, one black and one white, within the same school...
Having a marriage of 8 years, full of very satisfying sexual life both for me and for my wife, we had a very exiting experience in our holiday in Rome. My wife who is at her 34, did not even see a real cock except mine until that vacation and was really very curious about it. I thought she was right because living in a conservative environment in Istanbul,...
The circumstances of this story I'm about to tell you happened the way it actually did. I know you'd probably find that hard to believe, and perhaps if I were the one in your shoes, I too would consider all of what I'm about to tell you a big, stupendous lie. Someone's concocted fantasy put down on paper for everyone to read. Too frivolous and utterly ridicu...
Warning to the reader: This is a long story, and it contains many things, some of which you may not want to read. It contains: Interracial sex, a scene with nonconsensual sex, a gangbang scene, some group sex, incest, a lesbian scene, and finally at the end, a ménage à trois. This is my Valentine's Day contest entry. February is Black Love Month. **********...
Author's note: A few weeks ago, my friend Anna, a consensual slave, told me about a dream that had upset her. I thought it would make a good story, but (as often happens with dreams) she had woken up just as events were coming to a crisis. I asked her how she thought the dream would have gone on if she'd dreamed it to the end, and she suggested three differe...
I regard myself as a professional providing a quality service to my clients. I choose my clients carefully, and like to think they've chosen me with discernment and taste, not just for the rather specialised things I'm happy do for them. That's what I was thinking as I walked to my meeting with a new client. We'd arranged to meet in the bar of a rather smar...
I must have smiled or shook my head or both because all three of them broke out laughing. Then Ruth said, "He looks like he's to hot in his pants and shirt. We need to do something about that." And with that she and Becky got up and pulled my shirt over my head and took it off. I just laughed as they slipped it over my head. Then they went for my pants. I p...
Motown music played softly in the background in a loft in the black suburb of East Cleveland. The midsummer party had just gotten underway there. The partygoers were six black men and seven black women who owned a production company that solely made interracial porn. They had invited eight pre-college black boys and seven pre-college black girls who had bee...