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A few short storiesWhat's next? An exciting dinner date...
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A few short storiesWhat's next? An exciting dinner date...
This is a fictional story and all the names were created using a random generator. It does not reflect real events, real people, nor does it have the ambition to be totally realistic. It is also important to mention that I am not a native speaker of the English language, which may mean that mistakes may have passed even with the various revisions I made. Hop...
Selina Kyle was in a bit of a bind. She couldn't help but muse at how erotic her situation was. She had been stripped naked, and her hands tied to opposing corners of a four-poster bed. Pacing impatiently back and forth in front of her was the daughter of the demon, Talia Al Ghul, looking frustrated but more sultry than ever in her backless white dress. Sel...
The next morning Andi and Jack got up and did their makeup. Andi then produced the clothes that she wanted Jack to wear, and he put on his chest piece, and got dressed. The skirt on Sunday was even shorter than the previous one. Jack was mortified that a good breeze would be enough to let everyone see his ass. The two went to breakfast, and then spent most...
Was it really only a year ago? In the momentary pause I had a flash of perspective, and mused on our voyage of discovery. It seemed so much longer, so much had changed. Three years since we married, about two since we began watching porn together, online. It was innocently naughty at first, but became part of sex, almost a routine. When we got interested, we...
The night with Jerome continued just as it had started. Once I showered, and he was finished uploading the degrading images of me onto my computer, he resumed humiliating and using me. He was no longer interested in capturing pictures or videos, but instead focused on seeing just how depraved I was willing to get to please him. He fucked me another three tim...
For almost all of his existence, Father Don Josiah led a cloistered life. From his childhood days in St. Mary's all-boys Catholic school to his ordination as a priest, his devoutly religious mother ensured that women, for him, would be only respectable ladies and nuns. They would always be fully dressed: the only female nudes he'd ever see were statues, to b...
There was still a great deal of confusion left inside of me. Those who can relate to the events leading up to this point believe that I should have simply fled, like the other 4 white husbands. Others think I should have stood up to him. But, I could never do that. I knew this now. My intense fear of the young, black stud and the desperate sliver of hope t...
Motown music played softly in the background in a loft in the black suburb of East Cleveland. The midsummer party had just gotten underway there. The partygoers were six black men and seven black women who owned a production company that solely made interracial porn. They had invited eight pre-college black boys and seven pre-college black girls who had bee...
Day 2 The doorbell went again early the next morning. "Hi Anne." "Morning," she replied sombrely. "You decided to come back then." "Well, you are clearly one disgusting, dirty old pervert who has no business being a college professor, but I need the money. Simple as that." "What you say is most probably true Anne. I am a dirty old pervert and my fetis...