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Christian Femdom For Muslim Men

by Samuelx on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

This idea that all Black guys fear pegging is absolutely ridiculous. My name is Cassandra Farmingdale and I'm a young woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I was born in the City of Mississauga, to a Jamaican immigrant father, Frank Farmingdale, and a white Canadian mother, Jessica Tremblay. I stand five-foot-nine, curvy and sexy, with light brown sk...

Black Pussy is Addictive

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Truth be told, I wasn't all that experienced when it came to sexual relations between men and women. But I'm definitely a quick study. I remember one particularly fun experience I had with a hot older Black woman. It was the summer after I graduated from Boston College High School. I was eighteen years old and quite frankly restless. Just a young Black man w...

Flash into View

by Vanadorn on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

A flash story as promised, something in direct opposition of the longer tales I had been posting to date. Might be done or there maybe 1 more flash story will follow in the days to come. Take what you will from them and leave your votes and comments behind. -V ***** Carlos gunned his engine, his hand slipping off the shifter of his Honda Accord. Gr...

The Particular Nonsense

by HumanEndeavor on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

This is to my friend Mr. Byrd, who just started Farmingdale College for Computer Graphic Arts and who's favorite phrase was "I own." His favorite answer was "How about NO!" The Particular Nonsense Of McDonalds and the Salad of Days gone Bye A thousand years ago the Aqua Teen Hunger Force was told a story about the time the indigenous species regularly use...

BobbyJo Sue, Trailer Park Queen

by Ariel797 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

My name is Bobbie Jo Sue Langhorne. I been voted Trailer Park Queen in 1988, and in 1990 and 1991 I got voted Most Likely to Paint Tree Trunks White. I got married, got me a good job over to the Shoney's Big Boy, and then got divorced when I come home to find my husband sprawled on top of my best friend, Betty Jo, except me and her done made up since then....

Checkpoint 300

by Scheherazade88 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Note to the reader: The following story is fiction and takes places during an interrogation of 19-year old Lieutenant Gabi Aloni , who is doing his national service in the Israeli army, which is compulsory for Israeli Jews. Gabi deserted from the army, he had been working at Checkpoint 300, which is a large Israeli military checkpoint on the entrance/exist f...

Uninvited Ch. 02: Always Welcome

by Snekguy on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Her body undulated, creeping around me, fat, heavy coils lined with scales so imperceptibly smooth they might as well be skin brushed against me. Her chubby tail encircled me in a prison made of taut muscle that flowed like liquid. I struggled impotently, my limbs bound tightly against my body, but it was pointless, I could no more escape from her clutches t...

Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 17

by tk5555 on Sep 19, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with the story. Huge improvements, as always. This is a related to chapter 13, but pretty much stands on its own. You will understand the Trinity character a little better if you read chapter 13 first. Votes and comments are greatly appreciated. * Trinity pinned Nancy's wrists to the bed and pressed...

Change of Rallyee Seasons

by LitEroCat on Oct 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

@ 2017 Literocat * As Fall becomes Winter, as days get abominably shorter and colder, I resign myself to accepting that my topless car days will soon be done for four, long, cold months. Frustrated, I seek and find one more rallyee to run -- appropriately called 'Twixt the Leaves.' Though still eight weeks away, I dread the snowy prison where I will hiber...

Through The Eye of the Mystics

by Lazorrath on Mar 12, 2007
Fantasy

She awakened at the first light in her tent keeping hidden in the burrows and caves where she could find though this day she wanted nothing more then to just sleep without fear of attack. Though it was highly unlikely in this day and age that safety can be gauranteed. Eveline Nadir slowly stirred and pushed the blankets away she was sleeping upon. She wore a...

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