After about three years of being married to Anne we started to spice up our sex lives with fantasy and toys. Anne is 32 and I am 35. She is just what I like in a woman, 5 feet 2 inches tall, and about 105 pounds. She has nice firm breasts with fine pink little nipples. She has auburn hair and keeps her light brown bush closely trimmed. I am 5 feet 7 inches t...
It was loud. The music that is. I had come to a one direction concert for the first time. It's no secret they are my favourite band but it is a secret that I am gay. My name is Phoenix and I'm 18 years old but look much younger. I have relatively short brown hair that I spike up at the front and am baby faced with hazel eyes. I am slim and a little short. Th...
This story involves bdsm and gay play. Not your thing, move on. * I can't stop thinking about what happened last Saturday. It was so much more than I expected, and frankly, I did things I never thought I would do. I had fantasized about forced fem but still was surprised how different I felt when in panties. It's just hard to feel very masculine when in a...
Abdullah Ali is the name and I'm a young Black Muslim gentleman of Somali descent living in the City of Mississauga, Ontario. I study Criminal Justice at the University of Toronto, and I am a proud member of the Muslim Scholars Association on campus. That's right, there are Somali men attending top institutions of higher education in Canada, and I am proud t...
My name is Cody Johnson. I'm a big and tall young Black man living in Champion City, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Sanders College, a historically Black private school. It's the setting of this brother's adventures. I'm captain of the Men's intercollegiate Football team, and a man in my position is quite popular on campus. And that's part of the problem. E...
Marcia Brown comes home from work. She's been working all day at the Cheesecake Factory and now she wants some rest and maybe a bit of excitement. She almost got fired today for getting into a long argument with Sarah, the skinny white woman who runs the place where she works. Marcia is a loudmouth who often snaps at customers when she gets stressed out. Als...
The gates swung closed behind Charles as he slowly drove his car up the sweeping driveway. Even though he was looking forward to the erotic delights which were in store for him that day, the cares of the world seemed to weigh heavily on his shoulders. As he drove up to the garage he mused about the dullness of the life which seemed to stretch endlessly befo...
My concentration shot directly into my panties, my damp cunt literally overflowing with juices. It was a wonder Mr. Gallagher didn't actually squirt on those erect nipples of mine. My tits bounced out of the white bra I wore with such fury, it looked like an attack on his penis. He looked at my resumé, nodding. "Come on," I thought to myself. "Look up at m...
The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I'm heading to Canada in a few days. I'll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I'm glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism...
There is a certain rhythm in life. Everyone and everything has their place in the grand scheme of things. My place simply happens to be on top. Always. That's just the way of things. My name is Stephen Crawford. A six-foot-four, lean and wiry, brown-skinned and gray-eyed, thirty-something Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. That's what I l...