Remember how I told you the story my ex wife told me - of how that white prostitute at the strip club came out of the booth after having been in there with a black guy, and how she was flushed and proud and was telling all of the other hos about how proud she was to have been with that handsome black man? Well it happened to me tonight! I almost can't believ...
This instructional is not for fruits wanting to get pulverized in a blender. It's for people interested in the serious topic of personal transition from hairy to bald in the most intimate area. Also, it does not have tips on pubic shaving, as those are aplenty online, and I have nothing to add to what has been published. Finally, none of this applies to athl...
Hello, there. My government name is Michelle Dumarais but you may call me Mistress Ebony. Lady of Perdition. The Destroyer of Men. I'm a six-foot-tall, slim and fit but still curvy, dark-skinned and lovely young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The Capital region of Canada has been my home ever since my family and I moved there...
They sit and stare at each other across the table in the coffee shop. A naughty smile flits across her face as her hand moves from his knee slowly upwards to his crotch, feeling him harden against her hand. She leans over and whispers something in his ear. With a leap he's out of the chair, reaching for his wallet with his one hand, pulling out bills at rand...
I just found out something about my wife I never would have dreamed possible. Until last week. My wife and I are in our mid-50s. We met in law school, and were married in the late 80s, soon after we graduated. We have had a wonderful marriage; we have two girls in high school, both headed for college soon. I am a successful corporate attorney; "Mary" is a...
I was at a red light on a sunny day waiting in my car, I had long blonde hair with a cute face and I was lost in my thought. I tried to resist my fantasy so much it became more and more strong. I was 27 years old and a beauty; I took my medium latte Starbucks coffee and drink some thinking about the Black girl I saw at the Starbucks. How beautiful she was, h...
A Plan Gone Horribly Wrong . . . Or Did It?: Ch. 1 By Witetygrr (Copyrighted 2002 to be used only with written or cyber permission) This is a first time story, so feedback is greatly appreciated! It is fiction and a product solely of my own twisted imagination. ***** I am a fairly normal guy, who like many others, likes to think he’s smart enough to make...
Nothing I love more than a tight Black woman's asshole around my dick. My name is Jefferson O'Shea and I approve this message. I'm an Irishman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Been here a couple of years. Moved to the Province of Ontario from my native City of Galway in Ireland. I attend Algonquin College, where I major in business. Life is...
(Thanks to all for the positive feedback and encouragement.) My head was buzzing, I could hardly think, let alone feel and sort through all that was going on in my mind. Had I really just played with and sucked a dick? Waives of shock passed through me, am I gay? What the heck is going on? In a short time it all turned into laughter. What does it matter?...
“Greek men are like this!!” He made a fist, and held his other hand at the inside of his elbow, an implication that his dick was as big as his forearm. I looked at his bare arm, thick with muscles and veins, covered in dark skin and hair. My friends tittered with nervous laughter and clutched their drinks a little tighter. I looked at his crotch. His baggy...