The second I walked out the door I exhaled. It's that step that's the hardest. You wouldn't think so – but closing the door on the real world, and taking the first stride into my secret existence is always exhilarating. Maybe it's because I know what I'm doing is wrong but don't care. Or maybe it's because nothing makes me instantly wet like knowing I'm head...
I sat on the bench sipping my soda and watched the men fix my car, not believing the thoughts running through my mind. I got up and went to the restroom to clear my head of the recurring thought of how empty my pussy felt without a big nigger cock embedded in it. I sat on the toilet and watched copious amounts of nigger seed flowed from my used pussy. I sta...
Author's Notes: This is a piece of Raceplay themed erotica I wrote based on a real life experience I had a few years ago. This is purely role play and fantasy. As a black woman, I do not support racist views or racist ideology. Serious emphasis on the PLAY in raceplay. I understand that this fetish is taboo to many but I would never kink shame someone for wh...
Chapter 1 The dimly lit room brightens in flashes of red and blue from outside the window as the sluttily dressed transwoman kneels over the body of her victim, crying, after she just slit his throat open from ear to ear, and still stroking his deflated penis as the door to the apartment is kicked in and the police rush into the room. "Freeze! Drop your we...
Finally, moving day was here, and it was time to get things going. My son had moved out after graduating college, and I no longer needed a two bedroom apartment. I found a cute little one bedroom in the same neighborhood, but a hell of a lot cheaper. I had everything all boxed up and ready to go, and decided to put up a pot of coffee, in case the movers need...
We meet at the designated time, 10 pm, in the hallway leading to our "playroom". "Oh daddy, you look so handsome", I gush upon seeing you. "You have chosen the perfect outfit for this evening." Grey cutaway tailcoat, ivory waistcoat, cravat, black pinstriped trousers. "And you my pretty pet, look ravishing. What do you call this look? Steampunk Saloon girl...
My plan was to help Nicolle become sluttier. She desperately wants to be the filthiest whore ever. So I'm taking her to a convention at a local hotel where she's going to be the after hours entertainment. But before even meeting the men, she becomes an anal slut for the two black valet parking attendants. In this chapter Nicolle shows them how talented she c...
Chapter 1 Josh felt like an African hunter of old, going through the bush with his spear, hunting a nice buck to feed his family. Only the type of buck he was hunting did not go on four legs but two. And its name was not buck, but white. The first white woman that Josh wanted to break and feed to his studs was Carrie. He couldn't wait to see the sadistic...
I found a bright red lace shirt that cupped my big tits perfectly. My big nipples poked through the lace, I knew they would stay hard all night. I then found an extremely short black velvet skirt, so short my ass almost showed. I then grabbed some black fishnet thigh highs and a black garter belt. Once I was dressed, I did my make-up, dark eyes and a red mou...
Finally having a week off from work, I decided to take an early morning walk along the water side. As I walked the four blocks to the water, I noticed an old overweight, and extremely unattractive black man, who was laying on the floor and seemed to have fallen. I walked through the man's gate and down his walkway to where he was laying. "Oh Sir are you oka...