My name is Kanisha Lambert. A big and tall ( six-foot-two by 240 pounds ) young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a student at Carleton University, majoring in business administration. I'm also a member of the Carleton University Women's Rugby Squad. These days, life is confusing as heck. The international Haitian comm...
"It's a strap-on dildo," I said. "I bought it this afternoon." I took the device out of its bag and handed it to Ruth. I'd had to go to three "adult" stores before I found what I wanted. Most of the strap-ons I saw were either flimsy vinyl contraptions, or they sported dildos so huge they would severely damage any normal woman. This one came with a sturdy,...
There is a paper tacked to the door which you know you did not place there (or at least your pretty sure you didn't). On it reads: "Congratulations: You have been cursed with a 'Daily Fetish' curse." Of course you think this is nonsense, some kind of prank. But it isn't. Before we get too much farther, maybe you should tell us,What's next? Man Wom...
Marte's New Set of Challenges 10 "End of an Era". This story is long, but hopefully worth the read. It involves a challenge Cindy accepts from her friends, as part of a series of challenges. There is exhibitionism and light bondage in the story. Marte, Terra and Cindy stood in front of the bar, tucked away at the back of an abandoned alleyway. The large...
The sound of heels on solid ground always makes me happy. Everything is stated by me three inch black boots. Power, naughtiness, respect. I'm twenty-two and work as assistant manager in an underwear and naughty gifts shop in Alexander's Arcade. There are about twenty other shops in there so we all get on well. I start work at half nice at my shop, 'Ruffs'n'C...
Right now I'm on my hands and knees and guess what? My boyfriend Damon's twelve-inch cock is buried in my asshole. Deep down where the sun doesn't shine. Way down the Hershey highway. It's been fun getting there, and there is a story behind that. First things first, though. My name is Cheryl and I am a rather large female. Six feet tall, jet-black, thick and...
Slipping quietly into the room, watching the torch light dance. Seeing no one, I slip behind the bar and strip my clothes, putting on my favorite apron....not much material...lots of lace and the lovely built in clips that clamp the bib portion to my nipples...growling softly as they bite in. Running my finger along the edge of the bar and glancing at the s...
Some days I feel so fucking desperate... Hmmm...how did it come to this that I had not fucked or even kissed anyone in almost three years and my pussy ached like an itch to be scratched ...I felt myself in the urge to suck tongue so bad and pull some erect cock up my cunt. Oh I tried going in churches almost everyday, to control desire and be a good Christ...
She paused outside the door to his office, hand on the doorknob. She knew there was no way to avoid what was about to happen, and she really wasn't sure she even wanted to avoid it, but that didn't keep the butterflies in her stomach from making her pause a few seconds. Finally, swallowing hard, she turned the knob. "You're late," he said, with an even mix...
In this adventure a novice witch is casting a naughty spell to either use on herself or someone else and it backfires. As to how it backfires is up to you. Like with most of my stories, the only limit is your imagination (and of course the site rules). This could result in forced magical stripping by living/animated clothing, inanimate objects going rogue, b...