Leila thought she had contracted a fetish. She worried it was 'abnormal' and searched the internet for answers. She read Wikipedia and other sites to get an inkling where she stood on the scale of 'normal' and was her particular fetish actually one? She got confused, first with the earliest writers on the subject and then with the more famous writers like Fr...
My name is Kanisha Lambert. A big and tall ( six-foot-two by 240 pounds ) young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Carleton University, majoring in business administration. I'm also a member of the Carleton University Women's Rugby Squad. These days, life is confusing as heck. The international Haitian comm...
The doorbell rings. I take a long look into the mirror. The woman staring back at me smiles a black smile. I tuck my short black hair behind my ear and reposition my breasts in my black tank. Tattoos peek from under the plundering neckline on a canvas of pale skin in shades of potent blues, reds, greens, and purples and through my shirt you can slightly make...
Tabitha stretched luxuriously, enjoying the way her red silk sheets whispered against her new black stockings. It was a rainy Tuesday in October and she'd spent the evening relaxing in bed wearing nothing but her favorite chemise and the incredibly sexy new thigh-highs. Needless to say, she was horny as hell and ready to let someone else admire the way the b...
Hayley Wolfe checked herself in the mirror for the umpteenth time as her friend Magnolia pulled up to the valet. Usually to shy away from the sin vanity, Hayley had to admit, she looked gorgeous. Her usually neck-length red hair had been grown down to the shoulder, her black dress clung dangerously to her thighs and hips, and Open-toed pumps fresh from the s...
Ali placed me on the bar counter with Neil still pawing and squeezing my breasts. My nipples were achingly erect as I opened my legs wide showing my shaved pussy to my own personal audience. Pointing high heeled shoes outwards, my shaved opening spread a little displaying a small portion of pink wet pussy. Ali dipped his finger inside, causing me to squirm w...
I am a rather conservative looking, middle-aged woman of average appearance and demeanor. I work as a school psychologist in Los Angeles. My boyfriend Frank is a studio musician who plays bass with many of the up and coming bands in the area. He's also in his late thirties, with sandy brown hair and of no particular physical distinction. He wears glasses and...
This story is fiction. It includes interracial sex between a young black man and an older white woman. If you don't like this kind of story, you may want to consider reading a romance novel. "Hey Mom, how are you?" "Gwen! How are you, dear?" How are your classes?" Abby asked her daughter. "When are you coming home for a visit?" "That's why I'm calling Mom...
Chapter 9 Nine - Jennifer in Wonderland It was shortly before dawn and finally even a dozen teenaged boys with all the stamina of youth were unable to get hard again. They had fucked Jennifer all night long with great enthusiasm and left the busty blonde lying there with huge puddles of cum on her body. For her part, Jennifer had enjoyed it the most when th...
For those of you who have been waiting for the next part of the story, I have decided to post the first half of Chapter Seven Part 2. My apologies for the delay, but life sometimes intrudes. I hope you enjoy, and please do send me feedback. I love reading it. Chapter 7 Pt. 2: X The shadows began getting long around 7:00 pm in Chicago even though sunset was...