My name is Thomas, and I am the son of a slave-owner. We're a well to do family, owning 175 acres of land in Virginia, and we live in a three-story house. I am 21 years old, and my parents are arranging for me to marry one of my Father's friends daughter, who is a snotty, arrogant rich girl named Caroline with blonde hair always kept in tight curls. I never...
I left the lake a little later, quietly walking back to the barn and stables. I heard leaves rustling, thinking it the wind I continued on my way. Little did I know, we had been seen. And little did I know that we would be happy that we had been. A few days later, I was summoned to see the master of the house, a tall, distinguished man a few years my elder....
She lay there on the towel, the sun shinning warmly on her pale white skin and the sound of the gardeners lawnmower droning like a diligent bee. It was a beautiful afternoon, and her aunt had gone to attend her church group. From behind her sunglasses she noticed Sammy the gardener pushing the old noisy contraption with care, he had been mowing for some time...
The truth was, Kylee was honored and glad to have been proposed to. But while Thomas was a good man, he was not the man she could see herself growing old with. He could give her a life of ease, and bliss. He could give her something that many would not consider giving; and one that Aden could not give. Since she had accepted his proposal, Thomas has been sh...
She was glossily black, big tit's wobbling loose under a baggy tee-shirt and about mid thirties I guessed. Her attitude when she opened the door was initially surprised, then gushing and full of joy to see the dog I had by the scruff of it's neck. For it's part it ignored her outstretched arms and wandered into the house as I gulped at the vision - then did...
Teenage girls tend to travel in packs, and black teenage girls even more so. So this one was something of a loner, to be out shopping in a mostly-white neighborhood on a warm Saturday afternoon. Or window-shopping at least, since she did not seem to have bought anything. I was sitting in the 900 block of 36th, on the bench at the bus stop. Not that I was ac...
We'd all had a transformative evening forming close relationships with each other. No one wanted it to end, yet the scheduled cruise was coming to an end. The chatter made clear everyone wanted to push it our friendships further and to get time with all of those they hadn't yet been with. With that thought lingering, we all pitched in to gather up the remn...
Hi, guys! This is my first story post, so feel free to comment and what not! This is not a sex story—don't worry, the sex will come soon!! I just wanted to try my hand at setting the atmosphere, so lemme know if I'm hitting the mark, or crashing and burning. Anyway, thanks for reading! Alexander Rydderch sighed to himself as he lulled over his theory no...
Lena had me all dolled up in one her insanely expensive dresses that was more like a few scraps of overpriced material than anything else. I was highly uncomfortable in it along with her unimaginably high stilettos. With my hair and make-up done the effect was transformative; I had become my twin. Granted the transformation was only physical, I had no idea...
Three months into her new job and Gabrielle couldn't believe her luck. She had been fucking the two basketball coaches on a regular since her amazing first day. Sometimes the two would come together as they had on that fateful day but more often they would each visit her on their own. Sneaking into her office whenever they thought they had a few private mome...