My friend Kala, A beautiful Asian/Latina mix was also a bisexual lady and had a lovely, straight, black girlfriend named Esther. Kala was dying to "turn" Esther and take their relationship further than it had gone so far. She'd done her best to convince her to give in and "just do it" but for some reason Esther was holding out. But Kala did know, that like...
How a White Haired Gent Charms the Panties off the Schoolmarm Who knew she was so rowdy? First off, let me reassure you that being a schoolteacher has a bad reputation. Women who teach school are not the prudes that most perceive them to be. We simply have to behave like that because our profession demands it. However, there are times in our lives when we...
Damn I'm cold, I thought as I got my ass into my dorm. I don't know why I ever moved to Virginia. The place is so damn cold, it's not even funny. I guess I came for the education. The University of Russell offered me a full academic scholarship which I accepted. It's not like my other options were too appealing. Still, there are times when I thought my sibli...
I met my husband Eric through college. I was sexually active very young and knew the difference between cut and uncut cocks. I had my share of them and find my personal preference to be with a man with an uncut cock. I enjoy the endless pleasures it gives me during foreplay and intercourse. When I met my husband I knew he was a keeper. He was a swimmer and...
Brother Samuel Xavier here. The big and tall, openly bisexual Black male author who has resided in the West Side of Brockton, Massachusetts for years. I feel quite sad while writing this because I will soon leave this community I've grown to care about. Simply put, life doesn't stand still. You either move with it or you're dead. My father, the charming soci...
Right now, I am lying naked in my bed. Deep inside my apartment in the town of Vanier, Ontario. Not far from Donald Street in the Overbrook area. I am completely naked, save for my hijab. I only take it off when I'm sleeping, sorry. Thos are the rules I was raised with. However, rules were made to be broken. And I am definitely breaking the rules as I urge m...
Fred Has a Story to Tell All the characters in this story are fictional and over the age of 18. I don’t know how long we lay entangled on top of the bed. It felt like time didn’t count and we could remain there while the world spun along without us. This illusion was broken by the sound of the key in the lock. I tried to pull away from Li to present a dece...
The Studio delivered the shoot the next day at four-o-clock and Cassie spent the rest of the afternoon and evening locked in her office with the results. Scotty tapped on the glass panel beside her door several times but she waved him off. Bart had delivered all right! The deep crimson blush that suffused her cheeks when she first dumped the glossies onto he...
Over the weekend I visited an old friend in Philadelphia. She goes to a small liberal arts school there, and lives with three of her classmates. In all, there's Jenn (my friend), Quinn, Rebecca and Tati. Jenn warned me before I left Brooklyn that her roommates were rather liberated women, which after a bit of questioning turned out to mean often naked. That'...
Call me Miss A.M. because, well, that's what everyone calls me both at work and at home. My name is Ayaana Malik and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Calgary, Alberta. I recently graduated from the University of Alberta with a Master's degree in business administration. Presently I work as a manager for Magyar Auto Body, overse...