Robert moved down the bed slowly, finally resting between my opened stocking clad legs. His warm breath was drifting sultrily over my just fucked shaved mound. His breath was stirring my erogenous zones into life as he looked up to my smiling face. Extending his tongue, he slithered the wet warm tip all around my shaved mound, tantalisingly slow, ensuring my...
Abigail smiled contentedly now she had Rex all to herself in the confines of her personal boudoir; as he knelt cowering, she strutted about the large bedroom which was clinically clean and tidy, and pictures from a bygone era of women in service adorned the walls. Rex was immediately given a feather duster and marshalled about the room, the stern and coldly...
CHAPTER FOUR Tali's gaze transferred from the holoscreen to Lacuna. "You're being an ass," she said, crossing her arms over her chest. Lacuna looked away. "Like that. You haven't looked at me since I woke up." "Can we talk about this... somewhere else?" Lacuna asked, her eyes darting around the room. Rex was nowhere in sight and Sygny and Arno were still i...
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"The Black community doesn't allow Black men the freedom of sexual self-expression, we all have to fit into what the community demands or we're toast," Bilal Jones said softly. The six-foot-tall, burly and dark-skinned African American stud leaned back on the chair, and looked at his good friend Samia Lahoud. The conflict and sadness that Samia saw on her go...
That first night is mostly crystal clear to me, even now, and sure it was intense enough to remain in anyone's mind for a long, long time, but it has probably been imprinted so deeply because firstly I spent so long replaying what had happened in an effort to work out what had changed me, and secondly because Mikey and me mentally relived certain moments a h...
This story picks up the morning after the first part and continues the tale of a family adjusting to growing up, sexuality, and changes in their life's circumstances. Thank you Molycactus for your wonderful editing! ***** The next morning I woke after an unusually great night's sleep. Slowly coming to my senses, I had a moment's panic realizing the baby do...
Dear Readers, Not so much sex in this one, but there is sex. Have to set up/move the story along. KemMyst Thanks for reading. ****** Friday dawns cloudy. It was the third and final day of the unmated gathering. Although there had been the potential for trouble around the initial meeting since the visiting wolves would be uncomfortable off their home ran...
June, 1986 - Janet & Nick Fitzgerald Nick Fitzgerald had never really known a bad day. In college, he had played point guard for University of North Carolina Wilmington, and led them to two conference finals, winning one and losing one when his last second shot was ruled to have been taken after the final buzzer. By his 32nd birthday he had parlayed a littl...
My name is Charlene Joseph. A five-foot-eleven, busty and big-bottomed, dark-skinned and deliciously voluptuous Black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm a student at Buffalo State College, majoring in civil engineering. This right here is my story of making it in the fast-paced and often treacherous world of collegiate Amer...