Do black men secretly like black female dominance? Are there black men into cuckolding? How freaky do black women get behind closed doors? Is black male bisexuality a turn-on or a turn-off for self-admitted kinky black women? Those are the questions I am reading on private discussion groups about black sexuality on Facebook, and I can't help but laugh. The n...
Missy awoke to the sound of her cell phone as she struggled to free herself from the press of the hulking Latino and chocolate gods surrounding her. As she freed herself and reached her purse, she saw the number on the display and debated for a moment whether she should answer it. After all, it was her personal policy to never talk to snakes due to what the...
Notes & Disclaimers: This story is set in a land far, far away where unsafe sex has no consequences; a land where HIV/AIDS, Hepatitis, and other STDs don’t exist. PLEASE DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME! It is fiction...it is FANTASY! This story is a work of FICTION! None of the characters or events herein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was produ...
My name is Louise and I have just been fucked. Yes, I am married and my husband does not know about it yet but he might soon if I decide to tell him. I have to tell you, I feel so giddy. He did not agree to be a cuckolded, it was not is wish or desire. He did not want to watch while his wife got a good rogering by another man nor would he have enjoyed doing...
Sweet was an awfully pretty word, Miari thought, tilting her head in wonder as she stared, open-mouthed, at the pretty, bobbing cock in front of her. She licked her lips. Sweet was the prettiest word in the world. It was like birdsong. Like a sun shining through rain clouds. Sweet. Like a waterfall of sugar water casting pretty little rainbows all across t...
My wife and I over the years had developed a relationship between Domina and submissive sissy that was utterly grounded in love. Indeed, that was the only thing that had allowed us to go as deeply into the perverse and bizarre as we had. She had a marvelous ability to anticipate just what I would be able to stretch to reach. I trusted her absolutely and deli...
My husband and I have this silly little Christmas tradition, which we've observed every year since we married. Each Christmas Eve, Steve goes out for a drink with his mates while I get the girls round for a few cocktails. Then, around midnight, he comes home, dresses up in a ratty old Santa Claus outfit, creeps into the bedroom and, erm, gives me my first pr...
Robin couldn't wait to get home. They had gone out to dinner with friends; but now she was where she really wanted to be. In her room in the dark in the arms of Anthony. Her Anthony. They had only been together for a few months and she couldn't believe how much her world suddenly revolved around him. How much she waited for him to call. To hear his voice. To...
This is a little event that happened a little while back while I was visiting my parents in my hometown. I grew up a few states away from where we live now and I go back to visit at least once a year. My husband usually has to work so he doesn't usually join me on these trips. I flew back for 9 days and worked it out so that I would be there the same time m...
Hi there, our heroine, the utterly insatiable Judi is all set to tell you another erotic tale from my TASTY BITES OF PINK SUGAR collection. Good news, you don't need to have read Part one, HEY, WHO SAYS I LOST, to be able to enjoy this bawdy tale! So, if you think you're up for another piece of her erotic weekend's adventure, then how about trying, WHO SAYS...