Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells (WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY! Once you go Black, you don't go back...unless you are an Amerindian, Arabic, Asian, Black, Indian, Latina, or White girl/guy who...
Brandy's generous bosoms rose and fell rapidly. She stared at the small screen of her e-reader. This latest in the series of erotic novels by one of her favourite authors held her rapt attention. It was much more risqué than the timid 'fade to black after the first kiss' romances that she had been reading since the age of twelve. The relatively cheap eroti...
"You're a sorry fucking bitch," screams Rob. Betty shouts back, "And you're a sorry fucking excuse for a man. You worthless cock sucker." "At least I'm not out trying to fuck the entire town." "Neither am I. I am just satisfying one man. At least he can satisfy me. Not like some ass hole that will remain nameless." "How do you expect to get satisfied whe...
Beatrice led Brandy to a wooden frame in front of an ornately carved chair set on a dais. The heavy frame had metal hooks attached to it in several locations. Beatrice stretched Brandy's arms up to each side of the frame and attached the cuffs around her wrists to a pair of these hooks, several inches above head level, then spread the slave girl's legs apart...
Brandy is online in a place she calls Cyberland. Anyone can visit this place through his or her computer or in a dream. It can be anything you want it to be, from an igloo in Alaska, to a bungalow in Tahiti. It is a place where only two people can go. There are no phones, TV's, or communication with the mainland. It is a private place where you can cyber-fuc...
Anthony walked out of the bathroom, yawning and rubbing his eyes. He tied his ancient red dressing gown around his waist, and sat on the swivel chair in front of the computer. He switched the machine on, and stared bleary-eyed at the screen as it went through its start up routine. He heard the door shut as Brandy went in to the bathroom after him. Anthony b...
Brandy was 19, with raven black hair that hung down to almost her waist in soft curls. She was 5'6" with shapely legs, nice figure and 34C bust. She was told many times that her brown eyes were extremely sexy as well as the rest of her. She was going to college full time and had been looking for a part time job in the evenings that wouldn't take away from...
Author's Note: This is the second of a series of short stories about cheerleaders. Each story will be unrelated to the other and it will deal with both high school and college students. All characters will always be at least 18 years of age. The characters will either be cheerleaders or students hoping to make the squad. In some stories, mothers will go all...
Part 3: Their First Men Dawn and Cassie searched for Michelle and Nicole. They did not appear to be anywhere in the club. Pixie saw them looking and told them: "Your ladies left a long time ago with their new friends Marty and Brandy." Pixie said. They left me a note for you. "Hi lovers, "Don't wait up for us. We are starting a new adventure tonight. It...
(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *All the sexual participant in this story are eighteen, or older* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my Father, Br...