It was a special night out. We decided on fancy dinner and having to get all dressed up. A suit and tie for me and long black evening gown for you barely showing any of your black strappy high heels. Your hair was up held away from your succulent neck. You were stunning and held me completely captivated. I didn't bother trying to hide my lust for you tonight...
(This is a true story. Your votes and comments are appreciated. I hope y'all enjoy it.) * I was an awkward teenage girl in High School. I was eighteen years old, with a curvy figure, blue eyes and blonde curly hair. I wasn't shaped like the popular girls with the fashion model figures. I was in the drum line in the band. I was the only girl in the drum lin...
Gretel squeezed into another white girdle, hooked on her black stockings, and slid white panties up to cover her nest. After strapping on her bra, she wiggled into a tight black satin dress. Even in the dim bedroom light, the material glimmered seductively. She stepped into black patent leather pumps, two-and-a-half inches high instead of the stilts she'd w...
The following story was previously posted on this site. I hope you enjoy. ~Molly * "Please fuck me," she heard her own voice whisper. The words, spoken in the midst of a hot dream, woke her in the darkness of a moonless night. Had she said them out loud? She wanted to slap herself for the fool that she was. She laid her head back on the satin pillowcas...
"So, fellas, are we going to do this or what?" Habiba Melaku said, hands on her hips, as she looked at her fiancé Yaqub Hussein and his good friend and fellow Carleton University student Nasser Traore, clucking her tongue impatiently. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous, Hijab-wearing Ethiopian Muslim gal sighed, wishing to high heaven that the fellas would get wi...
Let me tell you about us first, we were both high school and college athletes. We had been together for 4 years when this all happened. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Michele is beauty to look at; whenever we go out I always have all the men in the place staring at my girl. She is 5'3" with toned muscula...
The racket of the moving van disturbed my sleep and drew me out of the wet dream I was having. This dream, like most, was a wondrous fantasy that didn’t make a shit-load of sense. Something about my old high school physics teacher in drag with an enormous dick protruding out from under his tutu. I recalled being mesmerized, but the wailing of the reverse hor...
Confessions chapter 12 – Seth Thank you TexanCowgirl for editing. Thank you Sillybilly1993 for the story idea. I was visiting home for the summer break from college a few years ago. It was good to see my brother and two sisters after the months of being away. Gill was going off to college next year, Mandy was entering eleventh grade, and Bianca was home...
My skin is very pale thanks to my Irish heritage. I bruise like an over ripe peach and burn faster than dry kindling on a hot fire. My Lord knows this, but decided, nonetheless, that I needed a good tanning. He woke me up at 6:00 a.m. this morning. I hate being woken up that early, but he also knows this and didn't really care. In addition to a Tanning day,...
Mistress Fatuma Suleiman, Supreme Matriarch of the world-fastest growing religion, the Fatumanism Faith, looked down at her latest supplicant, Ahmed Dawit. The six-foot-tall, burly and broad-shouldered, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed, hairy Egyptian male grimaced as Fatuma's cohort, Lady Karma, thrust her cock into his asshole. Mistress Fatuma Suleiman smiled...