My name is Berlioz Florestal. I am a big and tall black guy of Haitian origin living in the north side of the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Off Rutland Street. I'm nearly forty and still live with my mother and brothers. That's okay. Maybe I got the Peter Pan complex or maybe I just enjoy living with my family. Who knows? By day, I'm a corrections officer...
Anthea arrived back from her shopping spree amid the Dorset sunshine, and was delighted to see Prudence had arrived back from Germany; her arousal blossoming immediately on the prospect of learning of her task, wanting to know every last detail about Horace's disposal. Prudence's excited embrace of her, conveyed the warmth of the pleasure she'd gained from i...
At last they reached a residential square, lined with neat Georgian terraces. Its centre was a small park, into which she led him, seating herself on one of the unoccupied benches. Others placed there occupied by staid looking females, residents of the square, chatting while their menfolk were away at their professions. She smiled at them as they gave curiou...
Mistress Sarah White here. I'm a six-foot-tall, kind of chubby but still sexy, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Vancouver, British Columbia. The most racially diverse city in all of Canada. Welcome to my kinky, twisted world. I am a for-profit BDSM Mistress specializing in interracial domination. Believe it or not, most of my cli...
Right now, my sub Stefan Huffington is huffing and puffing because my other sub Bill Kent is fucking him in the ass. Stefan is a big and tall black man of Caribbean descent whom I've known for quite some time. He's totally bisexual, and likes all things kinky. I once let him lick my delicious and sweet pussy after sodomizing his ass with my strap-on dildo. B...
Note: This is a chapter from a story given to me. The true author asked me to serve as author for the second chapter which I will post soon. Mike was lost. He had partied a little too hard, and he now found himself fighting to prevent his vision from doubling. Although he had made this trip thrice before, he had somehow managed to take a wrong turn. He cur...
I don't know if my story will be a turn on. It is not meant to be. Maybe if I write this down, it will help me sort out my feelings of excitement, anxiety; my fantasies and my fears. Got married to a beautiful mature Lebanese woman, love was divine and making love was great! Cuckolding never entered my mind. She seldom initiated sex but she truly enjoyed it....
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
"You're nothing. Nothing, especially compared to me." Her name was Taeler Hendrix, and I hated her. She stood at five foot seven, but one could be forgiven for thinking she was over six feet tall. The woman had a charisma like no other woman I had ever seen in my life, which drew everyone, including me, to her. Her attire was one of the most sensual things I...
The cold seeped assiduously through his clothing, clinging with vicious obstinacy to his icy skin, sinking softly, relentlessly with deadly intent into his bones, as it had been doing since the dawn of time It did not seem to matter, for he did not seem to care. His movements were unhindered – his bones were not stiff, for he still moved with the same langui...