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A Dream?

by twistedz13 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

You stood there silently watching me, eyes blazing with desire. I could already feel my pussy twitching with want. Not having the patience to wait a moment longer, I grab a small whip from the wall and said "Please" in the most naughty sweet voice. "Get up!" you barked as my body jerked a small, red splotch formed on the curve of my butt cheek just beneath...

The Harlot and her Head Ch. 00

by Exhibitdick69 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Intro The cool breeze tossed her beige hair all about, as she waited under the pink neon of the club's lights. Leaning against the outer cement wall, she shivered in her skimpy outfit. It was all worth it in the morning. As if on queue, a old, fat slob of a man wobbled out of the joint. They both knew why the other was there, and she followed him to his...

Her Submission: A Man's Perspective

by sensuability on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

A few weeks ago, a woman posted her version of an erotic encounter she wanted on a popular NYC bulletin board website. After I read it, her words and her desire kept resonating in my head. She had told the story from her own point of view and it was quite well done, but I thought she might like to hear the same story, told this time from the man's perspectiv...

The Bath

by cloudschaser on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"You can breathe, when I let you" Was the last sentence he whispered into her ear before he pushed her head down beneath the surface of the bathtub. Silently she kept her eyes open, blinking a few times to adjust to the liquid vision and above her, he became distorted. He positioned his hand to grip around the rope collar around her throat; preventing he...

The Meeting

by EricLHead on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I don't usually go to bars and clubs, but tonite seems different somehow. I just have the urge to go in and see what's happening inside. There's the usual crowd of people. Some desperate guys hitting on girls, getting nowhere, as usual. Some pretty cute ladies out there, but nothing really catching my eye, until I spot you. You are sitting alone at a table...

My Favorite Position

by Eroteswhite on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Your crisp hair tickles the back of my calf that rests across your chest. My legs are spread wide just below your outstretched arm and my purple dildo slides in and out of my body. The fingers of my left hand part and hold my lips spread and my right hand twirls the vibrating purple tip against my nub. My arms frame and squeeze my breasts up to the ceiling,...

Black Cuckolds Really Do Exist

by Samuelx on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

What's up people? My name is Ali Richardson and I'm a brother having one helluva day. I finally got my wife Nadia Nasser-Richardson to cuckold me. Contrarily to what people might think, there are Black couples in the cuckold lifestyle. Not every Black guy in the world of cuckolding is a stereotypical Black bull who fucks white wives in front of their limp-di...

New Leather

by arbenitre on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I remember the first time I was ever asked, "spank me". She was eighteen, I was twenty two. She had a way of sitting on top of me and rubbing her clit against me til she came that would turn me on and make me practically throw her off, roughly turn her over, grab her ass and fuck her so hard she would gasp or whimper with every stroke. She was so tight and...

Talk about Sex Before...

by wife2hotblk on Sep 13, 2017
How To

When my now husband mentioned marriage, I doubt he thought it would lead to a three day inquisition. As a single mother with two failed relationships, I wanted to discuss in depth some obstacles from the past; among them was sex. Admittedly, I have an unusually high sex drive. By the end of my fourteen year marriage, sex had become contentious rather than en...

Good Morning

by Gonegirl611 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

When Ben awoke, he couldn't breathe and he couldn't move. Then he smelled her and felt her warm pussy on his lips. Now he remembered where he was. He was tied to the guest bed in the house that belonged to his Mistress. It was still dark, but he couldn't tell if it was just another middle of the night call (her insomnia woke her up frequently) or if it was...