I am under her desk. She has tied my hands behind my back, tied my ankles together, and tied them together in a hogtie. I wouldn't dream of screaming for help but just to make sure she's stuffed some worn stockings in my mouth and covered them with duct tape. She's pressing her sexy feet against my taped mouth. They feel so good against my face. She...
Let's face it, folks. Black people officially rule the world. A Black man is President of the United States of America. A Black man is Governor of New York. A Black woman is Mayor of Atlanta, Georgia. A Black man is Governor of Massachusetts. A Black man now leads the Republican National Committee. Hell, a Black woman is Governor-General of Canada, chosen f...
Karate and Christmas Gifts: A Conversation with Loretta JX Architect: Christopher of Detroit Loretta JX enters the room and pounces onto the bed, relaxed within the nighttime setting. As she reclines into the soft blankets, I sit a comfortable distance away from her. The first thing I observe is her smile, which is open and giving. Next, I notice her eye...
Russell was a physically imposing man, of ruggedly handsome proportions, and sheer masculinity. He stood and walked tall of six feet, three inches in height, broad shoulders, and his head always held high in confidence. Russell was a kind and gentle man, but with somewhat of a no nonsense, womanizing demeanor. Despite this less than admirable quality amongst...
My name is Annabelle Mitchell. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, wealthy Irishwoman attending State University. Currently, I live in a mansion and I am served by my very willing slave, Wanda Sullivan, a big Black woman who used to be a Professor of Literature at the school before she found her true calling. She wanted to be my servant. More...
Her Perspective I always thought he was nice. Kind of sexy too, but that was taboo to think such thoughts; he was married, so was I. I couldn't help it though. He always smiled at me. I swear sometimes he looked at me like he wanted to explore my body. Taboo thought number 1, I would let him. I wanted to be dominated. I wanted to hear and do what a man want...
It had been four weeks since I had had recognition with Bryan and he was now living with me, at twenty this meant only giving up his own place and facing down the few friends foolish enough to say a word against me to him. For me it was a lot of changes and while I adored him there were a few changes I was simply going to have not make if I want to survive c...
This is an original work by Zeb_Carter and is protected under (c) copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only being submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. House Calls -- Part I In the aftermath of destruction that had hit the city by the lake, there stood a beacon of hope and safety. Even tho...
Right now, I'm lying on my back and I'm getting fucked in the ass by a chubby, fifty-something white woman named Doris Danes. A weird position for a big and tall Black guy to find himself in, don't you think? My name is James Elroy Atman. I'm a twenty-year-old Jamaican student at Carleton University in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario in the Confedera...
My wife and I had just booked the cruise of a lifetime! Los Angeles to Hawaii, then on to Samoa, Bora Bora, French Polynesia, Tahiti and back to Los Angeles. Twenty-eight days. No planes, hotels, or taxis. It took every cent we had but we have been dreaming of a cruise like this for years and now we were going! Although the transportation, stateroom with a...