We go for a drive out in the country in my truck. Find an empty field and roll down all the windows. I pull you into me kissing you gently and slowly. Stopping and starting. I get over in your seat, push the chair all the way back, and lay it down. I get on the floor on my knees and lift your dress enough for my head to go under. Placing my hands on your wa...
Howdy, folks. Brother Sam here. A tall, good-looking, forthrightly bisexual young black man with a poignant story to tell. Why do I bother with introductions anymore? Habit and protocol. At this point, all of you know who I am. I recently left the city of Boston, my usual hunting ground, because one of my stunts attracted way too much attention. So, I went t...
Ray stood up from the chair in the New Millennium African Braiding salon and checked his fresh cornrows in the lengthy wall mirror. He folded off three twenty dollar bills and told the attractive dark-skinned stylist from Ghana to keep the change. She had attempted on occasion to get the six-foot-four-inch, two hundred forty pound brother to get inside her p...
Missy Anne had had a session with five slaves two weeks previously, she decided that as her husband was away, on yet another business trip, she would repay the session. She told her foreman, that she wanted the five, to report to the summerhouse, as she wanted them, to do some work in it. When she reached the summerhouse, they were all sitting outside wait...
"It won't go in. You're too tight. Bend over more and stick your ass up higher so that I can get more of a straight line run at it. Yeah, that's it. Now hold that position. Fuck! It's not working, it just bends. Every time it starts going in, it bends itself out." "Try it again but be more forceful, but gentle this time." "Okay, try spreading your ass chee...
Disclaimer: This is part of a larger adventure story. If you reached this page as part of a reader's choice from a previous page, continue below. If not, CLICK HERE to start at the beginning of the SexVenture. = = = = = Page 8 = = = = = "Fuck yeah, it's okay with me!" you answer. Stephanie takes off her shoes, jeans and sweater. She is standing before...
Edited by Cutevixen The day that Candice came to pitch her idea for Michael and Julie was just another ordinary day. Her letter gave a brief description of what they might expect. Julie would normally have sent the usual rejection reply but something in the letter made her tingle in anticipation to at least listen to the woman's idea. In response, Julie qui...
Hey, this is a story from my college days about my old friend James, hope you enjoy. Any feedback in comments appreciated. X He had insomnia. That meant we spent a lot of time together because I'm a night owl. During the first few weeks of college it seemed like it was getting worse, he was normally so sweet and kind but he had gotten erratic and snappy. So...
My name is slave. Of course, that's not my real name, but for the story I plan to tell, it will do. For the record, I'm a bisexual submissive male. There are few who know this fact. Common enough story there, I suppose. Truth is, my family and friends could never accept my lifestyle, so that part of myself stays safely locked away. But behind closed doors....
"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking!" ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ( o ) ***** Six months had passed since I'd met Missy's Mom, Catherine Roberts, Kate as she had asked me to call her. Like Mother, like Daughter: Missy possessed a magnificent figure. A true 48-24-36. And at only 5 feet tall, with a sl...