Steph sat on the sofa in our mood lit lounge. She had dimmed our lights to give the room a warm sultry glow to set the mood for impending fucking on the end of Carl's huge cock. Stretching out on the sofa her legs were wide open displaying her smooth shaved pussy to me as she stroked her slightly swollen labia. She was whispering softly as she teased her cli...
My name is Keith Ray. A tall, good-looking black man in his early twenties. I have a secret to share with you. I've got no conscience whatsoever. People don't understand me. I've been called everything from functional psychopath to cunning sociopath. I call myself a Free Spirit. A man who does what he wants and lets no one hold him back. Currently, I'm imper...
The night after their first counseling session Andrew had powerful erotic dreams. He usually dreamt several times a night and it was typical that those dreams involved sex, but as he tossed in his sleep in the early morning after counseling, he was gripped with unusually intense fantasy visions. The first few dreams moved quickly, in clear focus yet somehow...
Good sexual encounters had always been important to Jennifer, but it was in the third year of her marriage to her drunken husband, David, that her real experimentation had begun. After six months of little sex, save for the odd unsatisfying bout with a half hard cock and her own ministrations with dildos, vibrators and her own fingers, she was ready for any...
For everyone who's about to read this story, please know that it's actually part 5 of a larger saga I started on another account which I've become locked out of. If you want context on what you're about to read please see the following links for parts 1 - 4. If however, you don't care much for context then please dive right in and enjoy! 1 - So how long hav...
"He's fucking someone else Jen, the son of a bitch" Kathy said as she cradled her coffee. "How do you know? Are you sure?" "Well these certainly aren't mine." Kathy replied as she placed a thin, sheer black panty with lace trimmings on the table. "Ooohh, these are pretty!" Jenna exclaimed as she lightly fingered the pair. "Maybe he just has a fetish and l...
All names and characters contained herein are fictitious and do not intentionally relate to any person, either living or dead. This story is a work of fiction, a fantasy -- so read it with a grain of salt and an open mind. All characters are at least 18 years of age. Voting and feedback is greatly appreciated, especially positive feedback and frequent "fives...
Miranda was very tired today. She had been running around all day and here she was at the mall and her feet were killing her. She sat down for a minute and slipped off her right black high heel and rubber her foot. She slipped her heel back on and decided she would just go to the grocery store and then home. As she got to her car she slipped off her heels....
I told my husband many times that I always wished I had done it with a black man. He said he didn't want me to have any wants or regrets and if I wanted to try it, he might allow it once. To be honest, I put the idea in his head, among other things. I've had so many more sexual encounters than he and I often tease him with stories of past lovers and other fa...
The Perils of Greggie-Poo #1: "Mishi's Dark Lust" (Note: these events follow from those in the series "The Misadventures of Mishi") * * * * * My wife, Mishi, is a petite 5'6", 100 lb., natural blonde. The trusses of her hair reach just below her ears. Her breasts are perky and stand out at a slightly up-thrust angle, her stomach is flat, and she's got a r...