Mistress Andrea led Sam into the next room. It was a bedroom set up as a dungeon. Sam immediately noticed the toilet chair had been moved into a corner of the room. He also saw a sort of wooden bench with padded planks on each side. "Get up on the bench, turd eater!" Mistress Andrea suddenly commanded. Sam put a knee on each plank and lay face down onto th...
I need his cock, perhaps more than I've needed anything recently. My fingers fumble at his belt. I don't waste time on cursing the delay. I force myself to take a deep breath and focus on slowing the pounding of my heart. I press my mouth to the front of his pants and blow my hot breath through the thin linen to distract him. When I reach for his belt again...
Meet Bartholomew "Bart" Jones, a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of New Orleans, Louisiana, Bart moved to the Canadian Capital to expand his horizons and explore new things. He had a Business Management degree from Louisiana Tech University, and felt like giving life in Canada try. Life in Canada had alway...
Chapter III -- Crime and Punishment Tommy stayed at Jill's Monday night. They did manage to sleep, but only intermittently, and only when they were too tired from making love. They woke early Tuesday morning and snuggled in each other's arms until Jill had to get ready for work. She left the bathroom door open as she showered, while Tommy lay in bed proppe...
Jenna woke with a start, the dream she was having had her running, being chased by some invisible, yet all too threatening creature. "Where am I?" was her first thought before the memories of the last few days surfaced. It had been a stressful and upsetting few days. Big projects at work, the turmoil of getting the last of her stuff from the house she had...
I didn't start out as a cuckold. When me and my wife decided to become swingers it was going to only be single women since my wife is bisexual. We did that a few times. It was hot, but never memorable. Then we decided to try a full on swap with another couple. The first couple of times were OK. The other couples were just all right looking and the spouses ne...
It had been quite awhile since I entered university. Things in my life had become much more tame. I really liked receiving high grades in school and so I ended up spending large amounts of my time in university studying. Since I spent so much time with my nose in a book, I had very little left over for boys, as a result I was single. I pretty much looked th...
As I started to take the hormones, I didn't notice much difference. However, I found myself wanting to be dressed more and more as a girl. So much so, that I found that most days I only dressed as a man for work and immediately put on girl clothes and my wig as soon as I got home. The only time that didn't happen was when I went to the gym, which I was doing...
My name is Elisabeth Shay. I'm a five-foot-ten, thick-bodied, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black woman living in Atlanta. I'm a plump black female who is damn proud of her shape. My skin is dark brown. I like my women how I like my chocolate, hot and black. Unlike some losers who are always whining about their size and wishing they were small...
The name is Lorelei Henderson. I'm a young black woman living in Boston. And my sex life sucks. Mainly because both men and women keep mistaking me for a lesbian. They think that unless I wear skirts, watch Lifetime movies and act girly, I must be a dyke. Give me a damn break, people. I'm an Original Woman. Alright? Not a popular culture amalgam. All my life...