I wake, groggy as fuck, as I try to move in this bourgeois king size bed. I recognize the hotel room. Somehow, I made it back here last night. I try to roll over and I'm immediately struck by what a mess I am. My legs are sore. I reach down with my hand and touch the lips of my pussy and it's beyond sensitive. I'm afraid to touch my asshole. I feel the sta...
This is my first story; I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it and reliving the experience many, many times. If not otherwise specified all characters are at least eighteen years old. Sammy K Birthday Girl The Awakening It was a beautiful Friday evening in early summer, the sun still high on the horizon at six o'clock. They were loung...
While I'm taking a little intermission from my regular numbered third-person stories, I thought I would try something a little different and see how it goes over. Up till now I've been playing with mostly moderate, relatively safe BDSM. This story pushes the limits of extreme BDSM and pain. This story makes the "Hell And Back" series look like a walk in the...
The next two years flew by. I was doing well in my classes and I made a lot of friends. I didn't join a fraternity, but I knew lots of guys who did belong and occasionally I would get invited to a party at a frat house. I was at one of those parties at the Phi Delta house when fate smiled upon me. I was at the beer keg getting my cup refilled when Sammy Bea...
It was after midnight and I was lying in bed wide-awake, horny as hell, playing with my pussy, trying to get myself off. My husband John was asleep next to me snoring loudly as he always did when he slept on his back. He had gone to sleep right after he fucked me. It was his usual five-minute fuck with his usual quick squirt, after which he kissed me on the...
2/1 I wrote: "You know I really can't wait until you tell me about the DP when you have done it Alice. I mean you are a slut for black cocks now. I bet you'll love having two of them to fill you with cum. So write soon and let me know how it was. I also can't wait until you tell your husband what you did! I bet he'll go wild when he sees you have had two c...
She paced slowly, methodically, back and forth like a tigress behind bars in a too-small cage. She smoked, and he hated that, but it looked right at the moment, the smoke curling from her ruby lips, sifting through her raven black hair, like flour through a sieve. She loved black it seemed, as he had seen her in nothing else. The outer garments were not pres...
She let her anger push the damn weight, straining her midsection, feeling the pull all the way to her pussy. Fuck you, machine. Fuck you. Take that. Ungh. And that. Suddenly, the first hint of a pull in her thigh warned her she had reached her body's limit. No matter what she did, which machine she used, her abs never twinged, never gave out. It was always t...
Rebecca's Perspective If I had known that things were going to end up like they did, I never would have done what I did that day. The trouble all started when a black family moved in across the street from us. My husband took an immediate dislike toward them simply because they were black. I knew where my husband was coming from. I had been raised in the...
Another episode from Malik and Lauren's continued adventures. This one is heavy on the interracial with brief cuckold mentions. Please rate and leave feedback if you like it. Thanks for reading! ***** Lauren left the high end downtown department store and stepped gingerly into the sidewalk shuffle of business suits on lunch break and tourists gawking up at...