The little blue screen lights up as the video begins, the audio being transmitted directly to your audio implant. "We thank you for choosing Stellar Gold, the finest shuttle service, now with service to all 7 connected Galaxies with 2 more scheduled by 2475. Please enjoy this 10 minute video." The year is 2469 humanity has known that they are not t...
Real Black men don't fear strap-on sex, I told myself as I got ready for the evening's planned sexual domination activities. My name is Jacques Saint Aubin. I'm a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study civil engineering. I'm twenty six years old and happily marr...
You are a penniless citizen in the kingdom of Gradrod. You are currently living in a large poor house with over twenty other people, taking odd jobs from the farms and plantations outside the kingdom's walls and barely making any money. You have always wanted to be an adventurer, but never knew where to look for treasure and even if you found a spot, it's us...
Samantha headed to a sports convention in Atlanta. This was nothing new, she had been to dozens of them throughout the years. She was used to being the only young black woman in a room full of older white men, it was just the nature of her business. She held her own and was never intimidated. In fact, sometimes she was turned on by the fact that she has just...
This is a newly written story which I've shared elsewhere too and I expect to form part of an ongoing series. It is completely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise, is entirely coincidental. All characters are well over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy it. ***** Tuesday Morning -9.00am in a classroom/group setting. Con...
Next morning, John, the lonely advertising man, woke up and admired the sleeping curvaceous model whom he had met on the train and befriended the previous day. John wanted to check how many people had seen the sexy video clip of her parting her thighs that they had uploaded on the internet. Without waking her up, he slipped out of the bed and opened his lapt...
I couldn't explain it, I was in need of a really good moment or two!, too myself. I was almost home, and thank goodness because my pussy was on fire. I had no idea why, and to be honest I wasn't interested in trying to work out the why or how I had become so utterly horny. Though I did have a very good idea. It had been a while since I'd been in any sort o...
Annette hummed a tune to herself as she wore her earrings then stopped, staring at the mirror. It had been a week since she had seen her 'vampire stalker' and although she continued telling herself how happy she was about the turn of events, deep down she was disappointed. She shook her head sharply and turned to get her coat. She was going to be late to wor...
As I grew older, I discovered ways of seeing more and more panties, even bras. I discovered slips, mostly half slips and camisoles. I also discovered what they can smell like after they have been worn. Yes, I know that the gusset of the panties themselves have her juices on them, but I'm also talking about the perfumes. The deodorants. You could smell it on...
This is a continuation of my first story, Being Christina's Bitch, and picks up right where the first one left off. Please feel free to comment or send me feedback. I am especially interested in hearing from any women that enjoyed this story and/or share these fantasies. "Let's keep your little package covered up for now," Christina said while pulling m...