Introduction The room is dark and hazy. I'm hanging, my wrists tied to a chain of some sort above me. Someone is fucking me. My vision is coming into focus. I see a black man grinning at me. My legs are wrapped around his waist; he's holding me up by my ass and is making me cum. I don't remember anything from the last hour. I have no idea how I got here....
Since I travel a lot I have trouble holding onto anyone, male or female, for any type of long-term relationship. And as usual, I've been single again for a few months now. Each time I'm in a new relationship they seem to be lasting fewer and fewer months than they used to last. I've been with both women and men and love both sexes, and love sex with either a...
Edited by Thegreat_pretender Wednesday-Wet Ways With the rain stopping later on in the night, the town was once again up and running on their usual business. Muutan had been drained. After tapping out early that morning, she began loading up her heavier shipments for the businesses that day. "Whew, even though I drained my tits this morning I still fee...
The heat was rising off the asphalt in waves, radiating upward like a shimmering cloud. It was so hot that it could cause an optical illusion if you stared at it too long. The man in black knew this, so at random he would take his eyes off of the road in front of him. After all, it was Dallas in the middle of August. A summer thunderstorm had blown through t...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Anna Kendrick or Brittany Snow or Anna Camp or Hailee Steinfeld or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Beyonce was used to walking into a room and the whole place going silent. She used to be secretly quite proud of it, as she had wor...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are fictitious and over the age of eighteen. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. * * * * An attractive, plus-sized, African-American woman walks onto the stage. The clacking of her high heeled pumps is drowned out by the applause rising from the audience. She flashes h...
One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....
I was walking through the electrical department at Lowe's when I met up with someone I knew from way back. Cathy and I met at least 30 years ago when we were in high school, she was dating a friend of mine and they eventually got married then divorced. We weren't exactly close, in truth none of Brad's friends could stand Cathy as she was a self-centered dema...
A SJW college kid is part of a project that helps girls out of prostitution. On his first day during the assignment he encounters a confident woman who enjoys being a prostitute. Can he resist his urges in front of this experienced woman and convince her to leave her sinful profession behind? * Nathan was a 19 year old college student. He had short curly b...
Many thanks to Tyjala for his ideas and to editors Ray Ball and Oedipus Rex for their editing assistance. ---- Part 3: The confrontation Ultra-voluptuous Keri arrived at our place one hour late. Rita, my wife, was already angry for the situation she was in, but the delay infuriated her even more. As soon as Keri entered our apartment, Rita started shoutin...