I get a lot of questions from men that I meet. Not all of them want to have sex with me; some just are curious about what I'm all about. A lot of people who know me know that I am an extremely feminized male who became a Queen when I went to prison due to alcohol related offenses. I always say that I became a woman in prison - and that is true. But I guess...
The name is Bartleby Florestal and I'm a big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm originally from the Republic of Haiti, down in the Caribbean. A long time ago, I was a police officer. I came to America in my early thirties and decided to go back to school. Thus, I enrolled at Brockton Community College, majoring in the field...
Mickey was the woman that most men spend their life hoping to find. Great looking in a wholesome girl next door sort of way. A fantastic cook and a baker who won prizes at the county fair each year. She was the adoring mother of three wonderful children, she sang in the church choir, and taught Sunday school classes. She volunteered her services to various l...
Honey Smart is my real name, believe it or not. It's on my birth certificate. On the very day I was born my daddy found and robbed a bee tree and got a lard bucket full of honey. My red hair is natural and so is everything else about me. Everyone always ask me, how did I start being a whore? Well, that's a good question. You have to understand that I came...
Driving into work the next morning...thru the heavy traffic...blinking...trying to wake up. Thinking a little of her clients...business she is trying to complete... and if her perverted "play". It keeps her going...wound up, even if it sometimes distracts her from real work. She struggles into the building and in the elevator, up to her floor...thru the ele...
Author's Note: My wife challenged me with the very words which start this story, asking to know what I would do to her. This story was my answer. It is 100% fictional. For those who have enjoyed my romantic stories, this is NOT one of those. **IT IS A STANDALONE STORY** but is in the same universe as my others, taking place sometime after "Vegas Odyssey: Th...
She leafed through the photo album, stopping every once in a while to look up at me, and finally she put the book down and said, "I guess you are my husband." I smiled and thought, "Yes I am Greta, much to your detriment." Greta married me the week after I graduated from college and the honeymoon wasn't even into its third day before she started fucking a...
This is my story. I have made it as accurate as I can; obviously I was not able to record conversations word-for-word as this occurred several years ago. But I think I've been able to get it pretty close. * I was born in the Dallas area to a "good Baptist family." We went to church 3 times a week (Sunday morning, Sunday night, Wednesday night) and lived o...
I sat on the bench sipping my soda and watched the men fix my car, not believing the thoughts running through my mind. I got up and went to the restroom to clear my head of the recurring thought of how empty my pussy felt without a big nigger cock embedded in it. I sat on the toilet and watched copious amounts of nigger seed flowed from my used pussy. I sta...
For those of you who have been following the antics of my wife Melinda, and in particular her gradual transformation over recent months from faithful wife to total slut, I am certain you'll like this account of a recent event! You may recall that my best mate John has fucked the slut a few times and she's always enjoyed taking his bigger cock! The last time...