An Adventure of Silky So I said to myself, 'what is it that gets those guys so hot for my tiny little asshole?' I can reach down and stick my finger in it, and that's not unpleasant, but not near as much fun as buttering my muffin. So I decided to investigate. I am very through in my homework. Asking men was useless; all they did was tent up and tell me it...
As a tall, handsome young Black man in the lily-white world of BDSM in the Canadian Capital, Kelvin Browne knew from the get-go that he definitely had to assert himself. Too many brothers in that universe allowed themselves to be pigeonholed as bulls, mindless sexual brutes who existed to bang White women in front of their overly excited, and sometimes close...
It actually was my high school reunion. I don't know how I agreed to come here, but I did. Nearly 30 years, man we're all older. I had to be on the coast for business, those high school friends I'm still in touch with from the Northwest, upstate New York, Michigan, and midtown all agreed we should go to this one. We had a fairly good time during the cockta...
Part III Chapter 16 ____________________________________ 'What is the difference between a dream and a nightmare?' Imogen turned the thought over in her mind, asking herself again if she would choose the nightmare - assuming she could step back in time and endure her latest conversation with Heisenberg once again. Why had he chosen to speak of her future...
"I like to fuck Muslim men, especially Black Muslim men with my strap-on dildo," said Mistress Choukri, smiling at the camera. In the basement of her townhouse, located in a quiet corner of the Glebe area of Ottawa, Ontario, she felt quite comfortable being interviewed by a certain reporter. Might as well shed some light about what it is I do, Mistress Chouk...
The Sophomore class of Ancient Cultures at the University of Göttingen has just about 54 students. As a small class, they all know each other and have good interpersonal relationships. It was the day of the first assessment test in the summer semester, and Dr Patrick was standing tall at the front of the class. "You have just 40 minutes for this test. An...
(((Note: All Characters in the following story are based on real people in my life, however it is not a true story. All the character's names are changed. All of the following characters are over 18. This story is about humiliation and a person with a Napoleon Complex, so to speak. If sph isn't your thing, move on.))) Hi, it's Tim again, I'm still living...
Please read chapter 1.This makes absolutely no sense without it. There is no sex in this part of the story. I have posted it in loving wives for the sake of continuity. I took as my premise a story written by Patricia51. I wrote my view of a likely response to the letter Erica had written to Jim in which she expressed her attraction to other women, describ...
The name is Matilda Petty. A six-foot- tall, broad-shouldered and plain-faced, heavyset and big-bottomed, dark-skinned black chick living in the city of Bridgewater, Massachusetts. These days, I am a Bridgewater State University student-athlete ( my sport is wrestling) who is desperately addicted to hooking up with sexy bisexual black men. I simply can't get...
I was flying into Shanghai for a business conference and still felt like shit from the giardia I contracted on the last leg of my hiking trip through Nepal. Not to mention that I was shaken by the turbulent ride over the Himalayas, having watched the snowy peaks of the mountains, like a bed of nails below us, as the plane's cabin violently shook, and passen...