You want my fantasies? You think you do. You ask me what I think about when I get myself off. I'm not sure you want to know. Oh it's you... it's always you. Ok, it's almost always you. Should I tell you about the other men that fuck me in my mind? I doubt that could be productive. I'm a good girl. I don't cheat. I don't lie to you... not ever. Sometimes thou...
I am taking the time to write this to help other writers that find themselves drawn to interracial cuckoldry as a central theme. If you are like me, you find the theme of cuckoldry to be strongly erotic, especially when interwoven with black men and white wives. Why this combination in particular? Perhaps it is the vision of a thick black cock being nursed b...
I woke up around 9:00pm, which was normal for me, being a vamp and all. There he was, the most beautiful man I ever seen. I'm lucky to call him mine. I was still in his arms, his grip was tight around me, I didn't mind. His hair was in his face, as it always was. He moved a little in his sleep and began to smile, and hold me tighter. I wonder if last night w...
Chapter 9: Where There is Hate, Let There Be Love... Justine and I look at each other and mouth the name, "Darlene?" Darlene jumps off the car, places both hands on her hips and screams, "Billy Bob!" Justine and I look at each other and mouth the name, "Billy Bob?" "Darlene how could you run off with these two old fucks and let them do those things to y...
This story is non-erotic. Lokai had hoped... prayed that Mr. Spock's estimation of the planet surface was exaggerated, that the destruction wasn't as bad as reported by the ship's sensors. But upon seeing it for himself, the assessment was correct. He started running, knowing who would be coming after him soon. As he ran through the rubble of what was onc...
She kneels at my feet, hands behind her back and her head bowed. Tears stain her cheeks at having been caught. She bites her red tinged lower lip as I lean back in my chair contemplating her punishment. I keep the smile off my face with little effort, she shifts nervously under my gaze. Her dress in tatters and her lipstick smeared. A perfect picture to me,...
Lydia collapsed on the platform. "I HATE IT HERE!" Darguni chuckled and rubbed her back. "I'm sorry." "Some of us actually WANT to be here, you whiny pain in the ass." One of the soldiers snorted. "Fuck you very much!" Lydia flipped him off. "Dude, leave off. Lydia doesn't have a choice." Darguni frowned. "Fucking bullshit that most of us had to bust...
Dear Black woman, I want you to know this. I'm in love with you. I think I'm in love with you. I want to be in love with you. Am I in love with you? Can I love you? Can you love me? I don't know. So many questions. Who am I? I'm the Brother with the Ivy League MBA who's leading a Fortune Five Hundred company into the twenty-first century. I'm the Brother who...
I never considered myself a private person until now. I don't tell people what I do because inevitably that would ask me why. The truth is: I do it because it works. I do it because it's the middle ground between going bed lonely and consuming commitment. I'm too selfish of a person for commitment - I'm too high maintenance and hard to please. I need the typ...
Beth and I had been to a show and stopped off at a bar near to the theatre afterwards. She had gotten a lot of admiring glances as we entered, well she does have a stunning little figure so I am used to seeing mens reactions to her. This night especially, as she was wearing a low neck-lined top and a short mini-skirt. The place was quite packed but we mana...