I was at a campus party at the university I attended. My name is Eric and I was with some buddies there. In the course of getting liquored up, my friends began making fun of a girl who was attending the party. She was somewhat overweight and my friends began to taunt her. I could see that she was beginning to cry, so I walked over to where they were all stan...
He stood at the threshold, smiling, as she sat on the edge of the bed. He was stunned, surprised, but excited. Called over under the guise of an emergency, he rushed home, thinking their son was hurt. But when he opened the door, even before he called out to his family, he knew that the reason for his rushing home was a lie: he could smell the candles burnin...
My name is Berlioz Florestal. I am a big and tall black guy of Haitian origin living in the north side of the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Off Rutland Street. I'm nearly forty and still live with my mother and brothers. That's okay. Maybe I got the Peter Pan complex or maybe I just enjoy living with my family. Who knows? By day, I'm a corrections officer...
Wow. This is amazing. That's all I could think. I lay there on the big bed, with my legs in the air as Sharon Wong slammed her strap-on dildo deep inside of me. My sexy Chinese-Canadian dominatrix was really letting me have it. And to be honest, I loved every moment of it. My name is Alphonse Theodore. A big and tall young Black Canadian man of Haitian desce...
This story is a true fantasy of mine. I'm a happily married man of 30 years. My wife is very attractive, however, she could care less about sex. I still have a very high sex drive and desire for her. Needless to say, I end up taking matters into my own hand to satisfy my sexual needs. During these times I often fantasize about another man having sex with my...
The slightest of grazes across her inner thigh sent a ripple up her spine that ended at her neck. Soon she would give up any and all power over her body, her mind, and her situation. She had to get it back. She was a woman with needs, but she was a woman mature enough to know not to give away too much. Overexposure was vulnerability's ugly cousin and while f...
I loved her. I've always loved her. Oh I can still feel the smell of her perfume and the touch of the soft skin of her tiny hand, her bronzy body that tastes like a milky piece of chocolate, her curly black hair, her skinny jeans and shirts. Everything I've ever known about her still reminds me of that night, the 28th of November 2012. I can remember every...
She wondered how this weekend at the retreat would help her to clear her head and make sense of the mess her life felt like. The only reason she agreed to come was to get her persistent friends off her back. Now, as she approached the front desk, she knew it had to be a mistake. Her suitcase made an incredible noise as it passed over the cold stone floors....
Don't let my nerdy looks fool you, I am very dominant. That's what I felt like telling my new boyfriend/next victim Lucas Gregoire as he stepped into my bedroom. My name is Ajeebah Mokhtar and I was born and raised in the City of Misrata, Republic of Libya. I've lived in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, for the past eight years. I stand five feet nine inches tal...
"I want a deeper relationship than just sex!" Cheral exploded. "But I want sex too!" she exclaimed in exasperation. Cheral's relationship with Sneddy had begun a couple of months earlier under the shadow of her involvement with another man. Cheral had met Chris through an Internet dating site but he was not delivering the goods. Sure he wanted sex but that'...