When my special phone rang I knew better than to ignore it even if I wanted to, which of course I didn't. Just hearing it ring got my cunt damp with anticipation and started the fire that was seldom completely out burning in my gut. I never knew what my instructions would be or where they would lead me but I knew that it would be exciting and that if I didn'...
Dana Stevenson, a fresh-from-a-divorce Black woman, stood by the kitchen sink as she called a plumber because the pipes were leaking. She was little frantic at first, afraid that the pipes would burst. But as soon as the handyman came over, she was at ease. She opened the door and let him in the house. He said to her, "Miss Stevenson, I'm Peter and I'm her...
Life in the burning sands of metropolitan Dammam, Saudi Arabia, is complicated, especially for a queer Muslim woman. The Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is a forbidden place according to the Westerners I meet from time to time. I was born and raised there, so it’s essentially all I’ve ever known. Still, even with all the restrictions that are imposed upon Saudi Arab...
We all have a purpose in this life. Mine was to serve a dominant white mistress. My name is Michelle Haverhill and I’m a six-foot-tall, busty and big-bottomed, kind of chubby and extremely dark-skinned black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I was once a high-powered attorney working for one of the big law firms in Boston. I walked away fr...
I went to bed last night thinking about an old friend. He was really more than just that to me at one time but now he's a good friend. The odd thing is, while I thought about him, I started reflecting about my sexual escapades from way back when. My interest in men started when I was just 16, then it grew from there. I have over the years experienced a lot...
Forcing my way through the press of bodies, I glanced at my watch. Damn, it would be a miracle if I made it to work on time. Not only had I missed my usual train, which would be bad enough by itself, but the one I had chosen as my next best bet was running late. Fidgeting on the edge of the platform, I thought of the important client I was supposed to be mee...
Karen's fork stopped midway to her mouth; her hand frozen momentarily as the words struck her over the din of the restaurant. She quickly scanned the faces of her friends. "That's disgusting," Mary was saying, and scrunched her face in distaste. "Who would do that? It's gross. I could never." Not wanting her hesitation to be noticed, she made her hand move...
I have stayed up late many nights because of you, and tonight is no different. You slip in and out of the shadows; in between the sheets of many lovers; and habitually flit through the pages of romance novels. I've been prowling the bookstores, the subways stations, and motel lobbies searching for you. Finally, I see you and I can't even pretend to be suave....
These are the true stories of my foray into phone sex. I love feedback and will write you back. I started doing phone sex as a joke and on a dare. We needed the money because credit card debt had crept up on us, we had a car payment, new house payment and well, you get the picture. Since I stayed at home, we joked that I could do phone sex for extra cash....
Jug was, by far, the ugliest person on the planet. Male or female (and no one was really too sure when it came to Jug, and certainly no one was willing to take a look), and indeed, ugliest when including a number of farm animals, birds (flightless or not), mammals in general, and even certain amphibians (there was a rumor that toads and salamanders had actua...