Note: This story is slow build-up and it is about an innocent shy wife crossing boundaries of erotica and taboo each day in her life and how the husband & wife reflect upon these transition and changes in their life. It will get hot as it progresses. ***** Hi, I am Sid, short for Sidharth Sharma, my real name. I am from India. This story is about me...
By Dan57 and Riya Mr Gupta had left for England and Joan felt sad remaining alone in Brazil. She had become quite used of having her small flat crowded and submitting to a dominant man's wishes had fulfilled Joan's dreams. She couldn't wait to see again Susan although she dreaded the outcome : would their long separation have consequences on their couple?...
Meet Antoine Jean-Phillippe, a young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. He's going through a hard time. It's not something which he can discuss with family or friends. Riding the 44 bus from Portage Station in Gatineau, Quebec, to the Rideau Shopping Center in Ottawa, Ontario, he looked out the window. Antoine thought about...
No matter where you go or who you talk to, there’s always gonna be some wild story that gets told over and over again. This is one of them. Now, a lot of people say don’t hitchhike or pick up hitchhikers, because after all, these are complete strangers. Who knows what sick and perverse minds travel the interstate at night. It’s past 3AM, and I’m driving fr...
Stacy Puma had been awake all night thinking about the suggested idea of a website for her adventures. So many ideas emerged that she filled three whole pages of her notebook. She knew one thing. Her friend Miguel had lit up her imagination by fucking her in a ring of fire. She wanted to recreate that scene but with higher more menacing flames. Her ego neede...
This happens in 1988 and should not be viewed through today's eyes. People thought this way and spoke this way. I am not trying to portray any one person or group as "good" or "bad". It's just a simple love story between two young adults from different and somewhat foreign backgrounds. ********************* Shayla Black Bear. I knew who she was because my...
Dear Reader, This is not a very long piece but the naughty bits are well into the second half of the story. If you're looking for something quicker, you might want to try some of the other excellent fare on the site. For those who are staying, hope you enjoy it and I would suggest you have a look at the tags first to avoid any unexpected surprises. Sugges...
Chapter Three: Journey Out of Yesterday Ah... Yes... Ahhhh... Ohh... AAAhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmm. My first sexual release in the hands of a woman was an anointing, a rite of passage and more wonderful then anything I'd ever imagined. I was born again and left with a new craving of abominable dimensions. A lot of people would have you believe drug addiction is som...
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...
We stopped at mine first so I could pick up some fresh clothes, and the shop keys, for the next morning then headed straight to Alice's. It was only nine o'clock when we walked in and Alice went straight into the kitchen and put the kettle on. "Do you realise we haven't eaten all day." I called to her while she was making the coffee. "Do you fancy a takeawa...