"Don't look so shocked," Vicky said, brushing raven locks behind her ear. "It's not that weird an idea – not with Master PC." "It's a bit weird," Cole said. "Is not! C'mon, you know I'm bi. I want to fuck a girl." She swung herself forward onto his lap, throwing her arms around his angular shoulders, and made her face as cartoonishly pleading as possible....
A lot of people think that what I do is fundamentally wrong. They think that as a black man, I especially shouldn't be doing it. Personally, I don't think so. Seriously. My name is Randall Brownstone Jr. and this is my latest business venture. I am the owner of The Dark House, a special interest brothel located in the town of Reno, Nevada. Basically, wealthy...
Note: Although you can read all chapters by themselves, we recommend that you start reading in the order of the chapters, as this is a saga of love, humiliation, pain and pleasure that benefits from being read in the proper order. Hope you enjoy it and like to share your comments. ***** After a few minutes, she recovered her senses, and started to cry inco...
Aaralon was nervous; he was not only disobeying conventional wisdom by attempting a summons but he was flaunting the strict rules of the boarding school by doing so. He was twenty years old and had been in College of Light Shadow for the last fifteen of them, he couldn't really remember what his parents looked like and all that really seemed to matter about...
One of the most frequent questions I am asked as a practicing psychologist is how to tell love from infatuation, or harder still,"strong like." There are no easy answers when you are talking about a quality which defies any attempt at scientific definition. Nevertheless, here are some observations from one who has been there and back, and lived to tell about...
Completely mastered and unmanned, I was the submissive slave of my wife and her young lover, my own nephew by my brother's marriage to a divorced woman. Fifteen years of what I had thought to be a healthy, happy marriage was in an instant of discovery revealed to be pure illusion. Claire, my wife, had in a single stroke proven my inadequacy to stand as her e...
My name is Eli Pierre. I'm a six-foot-three, kind of good-looking white guy of Irish and French descent in his early forties with short black hair and pale green eyes. I live in the city of Brockton in the state of Massachusetts with my family. My wife Denise Jacobson Pierre is an executive with an engineering company. Our son Jay is a freshman at Boston Col...
Now that after fifteen years of marriage, I had suddenly become the submissive in-home slave of my wife Claire and her lover Matthew, I was experiencing a whole new and varied sexual life. I had never thought such a scenario could excite me, but innumerable orgasms and a near-constant state of arousal forced me to accept the simple truth. I had struggled ove...
The secret lives of women never cease to boggle our collective imaginations, especially when dealing with the fierce, beautiful, embattled and triumphant Black American female. The heroine of our tale, Josephine Montagnard, is the living example of a study in contradictions. She was born in the City of Hampton, Georgia, to middle-class African-American paren...
My name is George, and I am an opera lover. Verdi, Puccini, Wagner,... are my musical heroes and I listened to their masterworks more than anything else in my typical Floridian suburban home with swimming pool, BBQ, lanai, etc. I spend most of my time outdoor and sometimes I must be a nuisance to my neighbors with more traditional music tastes, but who can...