While she was in the device he could fuck her any way he wanted to. He always wanted to fuck her hot, tight holes and it was also exactly what she wanted as well. She had trouble verbalizing her needs and would be hard pressed to admit it. He was in control, being the Master and as the sub, she had none. All she wanted at this late date in her life, after a...
She supposed her fascination with bondage began in childhood. Where the thoughts came from, to a 12 year old, shy, inexperienced and naive girl, she had no idea, but from a young age she had had images in her head of being in control of men bound and ready to submit to anything she wanted. She didn't admit to herself, even years later, that she liked these...
We were in the woods like we had been so many times before. Either on quaint picknicks, heartfelt hikes, or when you took my womanhood for the first time. This time we were by a creek, something you know that I loved, and the air was just brisk enough to be bearable by the light of the sun. We had been together for years and yet sometimes it felt as though...
For as long as he could remember Max had wanted to be near female feet. There wasn't a particular reason for it. He wasn't abused by his mother or anything. In fact, if he even tried to touch her feet he was forbidden. The same thing happened with any of her friends or his other female family members. Most boys would take the hint, but not Max. Each rejectio...
Penny lies with her arms and legs secured to the table, trying to make sense of her predicament. She woke up this morning feeling very good until she discovered a cock had sprung out of her body where her clit used to be. Unbeknownst to her, she was selected to be part of an experiment by the less than scrupulous Doctor Krutov, head of Embry University's rec...
I paused as I passed the mirror & I looked at the image before me. Dark chocolate brown eyes stared back at the sexiness of me. My delectable curves were covered by my little black dress and my fuck me heels. "Damn I look good." I muttered. The doorbell rings & I lick my lips in anticipation. This night was a long time coming after months of teasing; I hope...
The images of African Americans in the adult industry are largely atypical of the true Black experience. The perpetuation of racist and stereotypical images prevalent in the adult industry work to foster unhealthy and diseased perceptions of African Americans and render the majority of African Americans without avenue for healthy erotic expression. The perpe...
Salutations, my friends and devoted readers. Wanda Philogene here. Your favorite Haitian dominatrix, taking the beautiful City of Brockton, Massachusetts, by storm. Ladies and gentlemen, I have some good news. I've dumped Sean Prescott, my favorite white dude, on account of him becoming possessive of me. Sean and I were cool, and we had some fantastic sex, b...
I am a terrible friend. I covet my best friend's husband. The rumors say that men talk about sex all the time with each other. I nailed this girl last night. She was such a hot piece of ass. Men have nothing on women. We get specific, and not just on the macro, but the micro level. I close my eyes and picture you naked. Because of Karen's detailed descrip...
He didn't remember the bed feeling as soft as it did when he was on all fours. In that moment, though, it felt like cozying up on a cloud. Wrapped up in a black blanket, Barnaby watched as Gil came back from the bathroom separating his dorm from another. He had a damp washcloth in his hand and that warm smile on his face - one that almost seemed to belong...