The secret lives of women never cease to boggle our collective imaginations, especially when dealing with the fierce, beautiful, embattled and triumphant Black American female. The heroine of our tale, Josephine Montagnard, is the living example of a study in contradictions. She was born in the City of Hampton, Georgia, to middle-class African-American paren...
My name is Renata Blanc O'Connor. I'm a six-foot-one, red-haired, chubby and big-bottomed but still sexy young Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a counselor with the Brockton Metropolitan Hospital. It's the only job I could get after earning my Ph.D. in psychology from Boston University. It is a recession after all. That's my d...
The music of Trey Songz played in the background. She played him for two simple reasons. Trey is a favorite artist of hers. 2.) It helped to mask her kings' screams from having his ass relentlessly pounded and tortured ever so sweetly. Here let us go back a little............ It had been a few days after he tortured her and for the days that followed she...
I slept a fitful sleep that evening. I had started out the night by browsing for videos at the local porno shop. I was wearing women’s underwear, and a pair of large black men noticed my bra straps. These men subsequently took me to a house and raped my virgin ass and mouth. Afterward the men dumped me in an alley in my underwear, keeping my things including...
The crackle of the leaves and twigs beneath his feet made him cringe. The more silent he tried to be the louder every sound seemed. Shaky hands fumbled through his pants pockets as he found his keys. Slipping inside he removed his shoes and took them in hand as he tip toed upstairs. Removing his clothes, he quickly climbed in bed, his breathing filled the ro...
He walked into the room and saw me sitting quietly, reading a magazine, curled up in an old football jersey, his collar wound and buckled about my neck. He looked at me with hard dark eyes and told me to come into the bedroom. I watched him walk smoothly across the floor, his body muscular and graceful as he disappeared through the doorway. I took a deep bre...
I had been scouting out the perfect place for weeks now to do some risky hiking. By risky I mean my genitals showing. That would be the start in hopes that I could eventually go completely nude. There were no nudist safe hiking resorts where I lived, however the thrill and adventure of doing it this way was a bit more exciting to me as well. I had finally f...
***Warning. This story contains scenes of Scat and watersports. If you don't like that kind of stuff then please stop now. BUT maybe, just maybe you might like it anyway.*** Sister Anna checked finished her morning prayer, and placed her bible and rosary into the silver case that sat upon her desk. The morning was still early, but she had a busy day ahead o...
Chapter 02: A Little Bit of It turned out to be a bright summer day and once on the platform I retrieved my cigarette case and opened it. As I took a cigarette from it a flame appeared and I was treated to the tiny tinkle of his bell. Though itching to have his tongue buried in my behind I remained cold and indifferent by ignoring him. True, I wanted my pus...
You had woken up from a nap and from a very sexy dream, which you told me about as we drove back to your place. I offered to help, since you were still hard. You had undone your pants and I had started to suck your cock as you drove. I enjoyed the fact that people might be able to see me unless I kept my head down on your cock. You were getting close by the...