A/N: Many thanks to my wonderful editor Lunarosa for her tireless help. Changes had been made from the original submission that hopefully enriched the story more. -BD Prologue The chirping sounds of the birds in the trees and the smell of the verdant forest carried on the fresh breeze. The ancient trees towered over her as she walked through the faintly...
"I don't know. I don't really get why you think it would be so fun," said Leigh Ann. Roger sat across from his wife in the restaurant. He had mentioned the idea on an impulse after finishing a few glasses of wine. He wasn't sure he could answer her question. "I guess I just like the idea of other guys wanting you as badly as I do. Watching them come up and...
"I have connections. Believe me. DO WHAT I SAY." "Shut your pie holes, you two,' growled the driver. All of Salt's systems shut down for the first 24 hours in jail. She couldn't understand why her mother didn't come get her. She didn't eat or drink. If she could have helped it she wouldn't have breathed or peed, either. She just sat on the cement floor, ig...
"Why am I doing this?" Jenn muttered to herself, squeezing her thighs together tightly as she sat down in the lecture hall. "I don't know, it could be fun." Jenn jumped slightly at the unexpected response from the man she hadn't realized was taking the seat next to her. Her heart, racing, was suddenly in her throat and her chest heaved, which wasn't helpin...
Meet Bartholomew "Bart" Jones, a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of New Orleans, Louisiana, Bart moved to the Canadian Capital to expand his horizons and explore new things. He had a Business Management degree from Louisiana Tech University, and felt like giving life in Canada try. Life in Canada had alway...
Out With The Girls As A Girl Ch. 02 “Come on honey,” Heather led me to the make up table. I stood, remembering to walk like a girl as she led me over. I sat and she began to work on my face. “A man can simply roll out of bed and be ready to start his day,” Heather said as she put foundation on me, “as a woman, you want to take the time to look as beautiful...
Mistress Wilma smiled to herself as she watched her slave Stephen, a big and tall, somewhat chubby but still handsome Black dude, don the Gimp Mask. I want you to experience total submission, the curvy, light-skinned Black woman said with a wicked smile. Yes mistress, Stephen said. Good slut, Mistress Wilma replied, licking her lips. Nodding to Kenny, her Bu...
My head on the stomach of the well built black man, I caress his balls and admire the BBC that just fucked my wife of 20 years. My wife Lee Anne is standing at the foot of the bed smiling. Of course she's smiling. She's just recovered from a multi-orgasmic pounding of her pussy. And that pussy belongs to Big Black Cock. I make eye contact with Lee as I s...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Angst, Slash, Slave fic, BDSM, Non-con/reluctance Rating: FRAO He didn't know what time it was, the dark sky outside his cell window gave no clue to time. The nightmare had been so vivid, so real. It was a nightmare, wasn't it? For the first time he realized th...
I began dressing myself for the masquerade ball. I donned a black button up shirt and an iridescent silver vest. I finished the outfit with a pair of polished black dress shoes. I grabbed the black cape with a white Phantom Of The Opera mask for design that the outfit came with, and tied it under the collar of my button up. As a finishing touch, I added my P...