We left the house just after 8pm and as I drove to Anton's I told her how lucky I felt that Anton had requested me to be his assistant. It was so exciting to be so close to the action without him realizing that I was Lisa's husband. Lisa laughed and said that I must make sure I did not let anyone know the truth. When we arrived at Anton's house I jumped ou...
Dianna was not normally the type of girl that went out to clubs or parties ,but some how her two lesbian co-workers talked her into going to this new club they were always telling her about. They said the club was different from all the others in the town it was more of a quieter club you couldn't hear a loud bass beating outside of the door. Dianna met up w...
This is a true story of what happened to us about three years ago, and continues today. During our 15 years of marriage, we've been very open with each other sexually. We watch porn movies, pictures, erotic stories and telling each other our fantasies. Eight months ago, we decided to open up our sex life and seek out others to join us for sex. I always had...
I had heard about the club called Nightshade ever since I first started college. It was a well known interracial club. To be more specific, it was a club where white women and black guys went to hook up. There were a few black women who went there as well, but not many. For the most part, they resented the white girls and about once a week there was a cat fi...
Becky and Julie arrived at the club about thirty minutes early for their date with Larry and Frank and sat in the booth that had been reserved for them at the rear of the club on the second level. Julie sat nervously next to her friend Becky trying to smile as she pulled the hem of her dress down toward her knees but the only thing she was able to accomplis...
Chapter Nine: Things Begin to Change for Chantel. Morning time, Chantel awakens and takes a moment to realize where she is and all that has happened. She sits up in the bed and looks over and sees Carl Luftgrin, her mind balances between the thoughts of a wonderful date last night with Carl and knowing this man as her Master owns her. Her mind battles these...
Right now, I am in bed. I am in my dorm back at Bridgewater State College. My roommate Elisabeth is asleep next to me. She's a mousy blonde girl from Atlanta. I am tired, from a long night at work. I am counting the money I made this month. Thirty thousand dollars in cash, all for one month's work down at Club Le Monde. Before you start asking about directio...
My wife and I, both 45, are hard-working professionals in the South who need some adult recreation every now and then. New Orleans is one of our favorite places to visit away from our respective jobs. We make the six-hour drive to the Big Easy on a Wednesday morning and check into a French Quarter hotel. We see the sights during the day, rest up, squeeze in...
I don't know what's come over me lately, folks. I seem to have been bitten by the freaky bug. I used to be a normal man. In fact, I still am, in most ways. My name is Jamal Jenkins and I am a young black man living in Boston. I attend Emerson College and I am studying Criminal Justice. I want to become a police officer someday, just like my father. When I'm...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * Jessi DeVille jiggled onto the floor of the Kit Kat Klub, her large, unfettered tits swaying proudly with every step of her 6inch white stilettos. The flowing silk skirt she wore was little more than a drama...