She still holds the title. I've been thinking a lot about my past playmates lately and one came to mind I though would be a nice share. Her name, for the purposes of this story, is Cassy. I met her when I was in the army stationed in Germany. At the time I was in an open poly relationship with a German woman and also fucking 5 different army girls. Three...
Pete was brought in a dark room. He was laid on a bed. He had sign up for nymphomania class thinking he could get chicks. Unknown to him the class was pretty strict. It offered a somewhat unorthodox way to curing your problems. He signs a contract that basically cured the doctor and woman who ran the place any ethical restraints. Basically he accidentally wr...
Hey, there. How are you? My name is Britney Cavalier and this is what I do for fun. I'm really into BDSM, especially the kind with an Interracial Flavor. I hired a group of Black male and Black female college students who are strapped for cash to play the role of my slaves while I played the role of the cruel and dominating Southern white female plantation o...
"Tyrone, assume the position, come on, we both know you want this," Lady Mahogany said as she tenderly stroked her strap-on dildo. She stood there in the bedroom doorway, casual to the point of nonchalance, a wicked smile on her lovely face. Standing five feet eleven inches tall, curvaceous, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, with rapturous mahogany skin and long...
Mónica felt the exhilarating thrill of blood rushing to her fleshy, bronze ass as Diego pulled his palm away from her body, which was peppered with tattoos. Her tattoos were spread all over her small, chubby body; a constellation across the golden-brown canvas of her cotton-soft skin. Some of these, like the obsidian lily, held an almost sacred, personal...
She should have been mad. She should have thrown me out there and then. Instead my wife was disturbingly calm and reasoned. She was going to be worse than angry, she was going to get even. She was going to make sure I got what was coming to me for sleeping with that cute piece of ebony ass and that I would truly regret it. Although we were white, we lived r...
My name is Jarvis Jay Brown. Friends call me J.J. Brown. I am the Pastor of the Bethsemane Seventh Day Adventist Church in the city of Brockton, in the state of Massachusetts. It's a small congregation located on Nellson Road in the South Side of Brockton. We're a very small church, with only about two hundred members, most of whom are either African-America...
My name is Lazarus Brown. I am a tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I attend Brockton University. I am majoring in criminal justice and someday, I'm going to be a Brockton City policeman. Until then, I'm enjoying all the sexy and mean things a sexy young man with money and loose morals can do. Just so yo...
On the previous screen for name prompt, enter the name of our female protaganist in the first slot, and the name of her beloved fiancee in the second slot. He hasn't made an appearance in the story, yet... My name is Jane. I'm a twenty-two year old white girl with red hair and turqoise eyes (that's like a real pale blue-green). I recently moved from the sma...
The Woods Twigs crackled under the car’s wheels as it pulled into the clearing at the end of the mud track that they had been creeping along for the last fifteen minutes or so. Jen sat quietly in the passenger seat. She was naked beneath the full-length wool overcoat. Her Mistress switched off the engine of the 1960s Mercedes. “Follow me,” she said as she...