Beneath its veneer of intellectualism, liberalism and cosmopolitan outlook, Boston is a place teeming with Supernatural elements, so you'd think a Wolf-Woman like myself would feel right at home. The Supernatural mixes with the mundane quite beautifully. Ordinary people would be quite surprised to find out that members of the Blue Man Group are not what they...
Right now, I'm on my back. And a chubby Black woman is slamming a dildo up my asshole. Quite an odd position for a young Black man to find himself in, don't you think? The name is Stephen Jean Claude. A big and tall Black guy of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am probably the kinkiest brother on the planet. Just ask m...
I was beginning to think that Leverton just might not have any more surprises for me. I couldn't have been more wrong. As I stepped into the kitchen one morning, there stood Thelma at the stove. It wasn't so much what she was doing, but rather, it was the manner of her dress. As usual, she was wearing a see-through blouse and a pair of those very tiny kilt s...
First off, thank you for reading, voting and commenting on my stories. I know I have teased the incest for the past chapters. This one finally makes good on that promise. To answer some of the comments (both in comment section and through feedback emailed to me): As for more transformations, I decided to have the succubus have two forms-her demonic form an...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. If you had been to the unnamed places, you would recognize them. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here invol...
The warm sun felt wonderful, caressing my skin as I was hanging in my daze. The gentle breeze cooling the sweat from my tortured skin. Mistress Wendy had left me hanging from a tall tree in her back yard after whipping my ass soundly, and I wasn't sure just how long I had been left outside. My hands were pinioned behind my back and tied off to the collar aro...
As the lighted door she'd walked to diminished into natural light, Kali found herself in a large futuristic room, just as the other subs had. She turned around as she felt the lighted door open a second time, and now Matthias stood there with her, looking as confused as she felt. Matthias shrugged his shoulders at her, and moved forward to take in the room...
Right now, I'm lying on my couch, a glass of red wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other. I'm still basking in the warm afterglow of a session well done. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Jeannette Saint-Mathieu. A five-foot-six, short and sweet, thirty-something Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. By day, I a...
Alright, I'm not sure how to say this so I'm just going to say it. My name is Halima Khan and I'm a young woman of Saudi Arabian and Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study business administration. Most people assume that I'm just another hijab-wearing pious and chaste Muslim gal when they...
You are tantalized by my presence, a curvy Black woman with a thick Afro and a big beautiful Black ass, standing decked out in shiny Black leather in front of you. I've been told I have quite the presence. What's my name? You are mystified by me. No names. Does it matter? Not at all. I am your Black Mistress, and I've come to fuck the hell out of you and dom...