This is a fantasy for those over 18. This is not real. Actions in the story could be dangerous if you don't know what you are doing. Know what you are doing or don't do it. Well it is never a good sign in your life if you're going on a blind date set up by your sister. Especially since childhood meant never turning your back on her. We had gotten to th...
Things have been going great. We often go to the beach, in a conservative swim suit you don't see most of her work (the hard cock tat between her tits are hard to hide with a swim suit) and in her bikini the wording above her nipples is clearly visible, both "Cum Slut" and "QoS" as well as "Nina the Slut" across her lower back. It was very obvious that she w...
Important Notice: On my vacation just now, I found out that I lost some of my fun at writing ever since posting what I created, because I always thought about what would be good for the readers. Something I never did in the years before. I wrote a story just as it came to my mind once again and can tell, that it does far more to relax me than what I did in t...
All characters are at least 18 years of age Chapter 6 – How To Show Pride In Being Black Owned!!! OR – What Queen Of Spades Tattoos Mean to A Big Black Cock Slut "Well if you love birds can take a break for a while. We all gotta get something to eat – besides white girl pussy that is Niggas. And you have an appointment at the tattoo parlor in an hour an...
Hey guys. This is a new little series. Special thanks to Honeybree and an anonymous person for the suggestion. You might recognize some of the characters in this. So let's see if they can get it right this time :) –LilMami "Sammy, I swear your whole body's gonna be inked up by the time you turn 30. You're gonna look like a fucking roadmap," Mia said as they...
I had a long day at work. My current life as a temp consisted of locking myself away to print and collate training manuals for an advertising firm. Yes, I know. Exciting life, right? I live on the opposite side of the city so when I finally ripped myself away from the mountain of paper I was simply too hungry to go straight home. I stopped by the diner dow...
I finally sleep with the smell of that new book in my face. Only about twenty pages to go when my eyes closed forcefully with the light still on, the print blankets my face. Waking up where I left off some six hours earlier the story is finished. Supposedly a novel a day keeps the shrink wrapper away, my theory in high school. No, I do not want to meet with...
"Ow! Jeez!" Stacy winced as the needle continued the relentless journey across her wrist. Squinting her eyes and puckering her lips, she snapped another selfie with her free hand. She squirmed slightly and jumped as she thumbed her phone, trying to caption "No pain no gain xoxo" across her Twitter account. The twenty-two year old's blond pony tail danced sid...
She'd scored tonight, his name was James, tall, muscular, light stubble, but most of all, he was a painter. See... Josie was pansexual, and no, nothing to do with kitchens, it simply meant she was attracted to the individual, without the reliance on what was in their pants, which is what lead to her steamy make-out session with an aspiring painter. She'd see...
I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight. I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of...