It's pouring down rain outside, on a cold, cold night. Lana and I are sitting at home alone, well into our second bottle of wine. I'm drunk, and she's drunker. Suddenly she looks over at me, and tells me how lucky I am. "Oh? Why's that?" She replies: "I could have any guy I want, but I choose you. I've only ever been with you. Well, except for Cliff, but t...
The Vixen Chronicles: The Pickup She had been having a busy week, sexually and otherwise. Vixen, she of the amber eyes and flaming red hair, was enjoying her role as a Hot Wife and slut, enjoying it more than she had ever imagined she could. Tonight she had an assignment somewhat different than the other sexual adventures her man usually choreographed for h...
As he turned away, I quickly buttoned up the gaping fabric at my crotch. The desire to obey was first and foremost in my mind so I left my cleavage exposed. He did say there was only a single button undone and I was sure he meant for my chest to remain bare while the clamps were on. I wasn't sure how I was going to get through a reference interview with an...
It had been awhile since our last little party, but the fact that you kept bringing it up told me that you had truly enjoyed yourself. You talked about watching all of the other couples as they had watched us and how I had pleasured you like never before, but, more than anything, you talked about the couple who had performed almost directly in front of your...
Brother Samuel here. America's favorite bisexual black male post-collegiate adventurer. Back from obscurity with my most realistic story ever. Why so realistic? Simply because it really happened. It concerns my attempts to find answers to an age-old question. Why are some people so dumb? I mean it, some folks are just stupid. And they are completely incapabl...
The name is Samuel. The Hero of this tawdry little tale and literally hundreds of others. A tall, good-looking, big and handsome young black man of Haitian origin whose politically incorrect sex stories have taken collegiate America by storm. Today, this ends. I am forsaking all the mean and sexy things that I used to do. I've recently graduated from college...
Damn, I thought to myself as I admired Mouna Hassan's big round ass as the sexy Black woman began undressing. I stroked my eight inches of thick, uncircumcised Haitian dick as she got ready for me. In case you're wondering who this is, my name is Jeremiah Emmanuel Jackson. I was born in the town of Quartier Morin in the island of Haiti and raised in the City...
Batgirl's Strip Experience Batgirl eyed the two cars parked blocking traffic on Tropicana Ave by the New York, New York Casino. One a massive black SUV and the other a slim white sports car, it was a combination that screamed Two Face. From the top of the casino she pulled out a dart gun and shot the four tires closest to her. At the press of a button the d...
Introduction Cold winds battered against the flesh of trees and men alike, darkened skies left little to observe save for the grey snow that covered the earth, trees and hills like a rotten blanket that surrounded this unpleasant valley wrought with the harshness of winter. A party of five could be seen trekking through the damp, hugging rags of fur and clo...
After a day at the pool, Kelli offered to take Amy and I to get some tacos, but she didn't want us to sit in her car wearing wet swimming suits. Amy stated that we didn't need our suits, but I reminded her that we could get arrested for driving around naked. Kelli suggested that we just wrap towels around us. Kelli and Amy were already naked, so I reluctantl...