Prologue Caroline gestured off stage and the first young lady strutted out and crossed the width of the stage. Her waist-borne name medallion said 'Pamela'. Pamela had shoulder length straight blonde hair with a mid-height stature and a Wonderbra-style bikini top cradling a grand pair of mammaries. Her high-heeled model stride jostled the buttressed chest m...
"Time to rise and shine sleepy head! We'll be late if we're not careful" mused Greta. It was Monday morning. Sam woke slowly, his eyes gradually adjusted to the cold winter morning sun, he glanced at the bedroom clock and immediately felt sick to his stomach. It was 8.30, in an hour he would be no longer with his beloved wife Greta. He started to reminisce...
Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
Brian Pumper smiled to himself after wrapping up the shoots on the new video he was both Directing and Starring in. Today's shooting had been particularly demanding. There was a crop of rookie actors and actresses on the set and Brian Pumper had to whip some of them into shape. Producing quality Black videos was Brian Pumper's new mantra. And Super Hot Studi...
It was an erotic weekend, one not easily imagined, but one in a reality of a vastly different intimate experience. MFM takes place during an autumn weekend, with a meeting on a late Friday afternoon as sun is setting. This relationship began online with a message from a female named 'Kara', whose profile says she lived in North Carolina and was married. She...
Author's note: This story is a fictional fantasy. I wasn't sure how to categorize it. There is gay male sex, although there is a female involved in the story. Since it's about submission, I thought I'd put it in the BDSM category. * I had been surfing the internet for weeks, looking for a dominant male or couple that wanted to play with a bi curious male....
Chapter 4 I stared in utter disbelief as the woman who had been tormenting me in my dreams now stood before me in the flesh. I could feel my cock growing hard in my pants from her mere presence. I was speechless, staring awkwardly. My wife spoke, breaking the spell. "Wow, honey," Jenny said with a giggle, "I know she's beautiful, but get a grip." I snappe...
Background I am a long-haired man in my forties. I have been married, divorced and married again. I have children from both relationships. I do plenty of manly things. Yet, behind all of this is the overwhelming desire to be a sissy. I cannot explain it to myself never mind to anyone else. I fight against it mostly as it does not fit in to my everyday life...
I couldn't believe this. I just couldn't believe this was even happening. Let alone happening to me. I had gone out with some of the friends I had met at school. They were all very open-mined as I was and they always spoke their mind and loved to have a good time. We had gone out to a local club that was hidden down town. It was considered an "Open" club....
David sat quietly in his car at his villa's gates while he waited for his African gardener, Rufus, to arrive and open them for him. He took the opportunity to take in the rich colour of the flowering trees as they blossomed in the warm glow of the late afternoon African sun. It was one of the best times of the day. The 4pm rains had swept past and the lush...