The air of Serenity is thick with the smoke from the endless chimney of cigarettes and bargain cigars. My stomach churns from the smell; a mixture of acrid tobacco, stale beer, cheap over-applied perfume, and sex. Jason having wanted the cheapest and nastiest strip club for his bachelor party, which I reluctantly provided through knowledge gleaned from my ot...
Gina Gerome lived a life of her own creation. Having been raised in a series of foster homes, she had learned early to become whoever the people around her wanted her to be. It had been a survival tactic as a child, at twenty six, it was simply second nature. Her husband Jim had no knowledge of the chameleon like qualities his wife possessed, and Gina tried...
My wife Kelly and I have been married for seven years and are still very much in love with each other. As with many couples our sex life, although still good, is not what it once was due to our differing schedules. We still enjoy each other in the bedroom and have recently added sex toys and have started watching pornographic movies together. This has been a...
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Khadija Al-Sharki, and I'm a young Yemeni Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Five-foot-ten, curvy and sexy, with dark brown skin and long black hair, that's your heroine for this tale. By day I am a mild-mannered cashier at the local Tim Horton's, and a part-time student at Algonquin College. By night, I...
My girlfriend and I had good sex, good sex regularly. We loved to use toys, blindfolds, bondage and role-play. Our favourite role play was when Bonnie used to imagine that she was being fucked by someone else. This only ever happened if she'd been drinking wine and she was as horny as hell. Her fantasy man was always the same, a mutual pal of ours called Ste...
I love my wife. She is by far out of my league. We have sex. Although not nearly as often as I really want or need. But I live life fairly satisfied, because she unknowingly fulfills my deepest fetishes, which are exceptionally strong... maybe stronger than my need to have actual sex with her. So it works! My fetishes are secrets that no one really knows ab...
Steve looked down at his crotch. A small wet patch was forming on his jeans at the end of the gently throbbing outline of his cock. He looked up in time to watch as Stacey left the room, taking in the shape of her hips and bottom in the tight black pencil skirt as she pulled it back down, smoothed the creases and silently walked out the door. His face stung...
My husband has fantasized about me being with a black man for years now. I resisted for years, but eventually a combination of his continued "badgering" over the subject, and, truthfully the curiosity that years of role playing, finding my husband's stash of interracial porn, and the recent craze of white girl/black guy dating pushed me to finally give in. I...
ELizabeth Hurley walked up the stairs of the beautiful London hotel, she could hear the party from outside as she handed the valet her car keys. She had been partying almost every night for the past month, being single again was fun. The only problem was she wasn't finding many guys worth her time let alone even spend more than 10 minutes with. Her calves...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Alina checked her makeup in the police station bathroom mirror a final time. She was wearing as usual her formal police officer outfit with a skirt ending far above the knee. The mini black skirt matched the black blazer that had the metal badge of the San Francisco police...