Oh look at them watching me. Such a rush of divine sexuality as I felt the wind blow gently up my skirt. Walking in my black pumps up Elm street, as if I didn't have a care in the world. Woman scowling upon me as their men watched in silent awe. I could feel my thighs gently rub together as I stepped, and my skirt frame softly over my knees. My hair dancing...
"So what can you tell me of my husband-to-be?" asked Natalya as her handmaidens fussed with her hair and make-up. "Is he as pathetic as the rest of these western pansies?" "He is very... beautiful," said Sonya, quickly adding "For a northerner" when Natalya shot her an angry glare. "Curse the gods! If only my father had insisted on finishing his bloody w...
A really hellish threesome: A small message: The stories that I recently submitted on this website are several months old (this one too). Since then I wrote a lot more on another website where those are too. I also got help and advices from other people. I'm also going to write some more about this universe on this website since at least a few people se...
They lay there quietly in the soft lamplight illuminating the bedroom; the light by which Kit's wife, Jen, had first explored another woman's glistening, glorious sex. The light by which, with her legs spread wide for Kit's hungry eyes, watched as that other woman engulfed Kit's distended cock with her mouth. His eyes had met Jen's as he exploded into and on...
Hey, there. My name is Abigail Shay. A six-foot-tall, curvy and big-bottomed, absolutely stunning and dark-skinned young Black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've got some terrific news to share with you. Drum roll please! I seduced my formerly gay best friend Robert Gory and helped him discover there's more to life than chasing guys. Yea...
The women of the harem dressed in their best silks and gauze veils in readiness for their concert in the smaller garden in the East of the large mansion. The Sheik had prepared a large musical and arts festival for all the neighboring people and a smaller concert had been arranged for the harem women. Though by Arabian standards the Harem women remained in s...
Morning came and I awoke to the sound of many feet scampering past our tent heading toward the road. Not to be left out of the mad rush to the road I willed myself out of bed and dressed myself in the simple white with blue pinstriped man's shirt I had on the previous evening, ran Shilka's brush through my unruly mane a few times before exiting the tent. It...
"Are you ready?" the voice in my ear asks, even as I ask Ellie the same. She nods, her expression etched with fear and uncertainty. "It's not too late to back out," I reassure her. "Oh God, please don't," the voice says. Sarah is the show's director, and co-conspirator in tonight's mischief. I can't help feeling a little guilty that I'm putting Ellie thro...
Claire...I won't use her last name, was an in-law of mine. I'd known her since about 1973 and back then she was a dead knock out! Pretty face, fine figure and too hip sense of humor. One year, at Christmas, we got to yakking and sort of got to know each other a little better. We exchanged phone numbers and promised to text each other. It took a while to ge...
I checked all the exits and it appeared that the entrances to the school were locked. It took a while and definitely made me work up a sweat. The heat of the day had gotten to me and I couldn't stand the idea of a sweltering car. I gathered my gym back quickly and headed to the boy's gym to shower. Upon arriving there, I was met a wet paint sign and the entr...