The Christmas party was in full swing at the ad agency where I worked and everyone was feeling nice and loose. I was talking to Carol, who'd become a friend and a confidante, and we were both eyeing Mike, a good-looking guy who'd started to work as a copywriter at the agency six months ago. "He's cute, Mike is, ain't he?” I said, nodding in his direction....
Manolo Vergara just picked up his phone, he didn't know what he was going to say or how he was going to say it. He presses Greg's number. His phone starts to ring. Each ring increases the level of Manolo's stress. Finally the ringing stops. "You have reached Greg Sanchez if u r hearing this it means I am probably making out with Manolo leave a message at the...
A long time ago, as a young Black woman in her twenties, the lady who would later be known as Mistress Shayira discovered the world of BDSM, and it changed her life at a fundamental level. Shayira, the daughter of Afro-Caribbean immigrants who moved to the United States of America, has always been the kind of sister who is considered bossy or domineering by...
I got to know Suz quite well after she left some comments on one of my fisting stories. We corresponded for a while and much of our correspondence was filthy. Suz was a BBW, 5' 4'', with gorgeous brown curly hair that cascaded magically and framed her sweet face beautifully. She fantasised about fisting and insertions, and while she was a fisting virgin, she...
When Richard had left, I knew that I was now having to tend to my wife. Not that that was anything new for me, but now I was ordered to do so by my boss. In fact, I was still a bit confused. That had all happened so quickly. I mean, the day before I had been a devoted husband, with a woman who loved me and was all happy with my dick. Now, she was sprawled ou...
When I married my dream goddess I had no idea that she had been such a nympho slut before college. I only knew that she’d been the prom queen, and head cheerleader in her high school. In college she became a member of the most elite sorority on campus. And why not, what with her angelic face, long flowing silver white mane that fell in waves down to around h...
The approval in Trey's eyes when I slid out of my sweats and t-shirt and into his arms under the spray of the shower warmed me from the inside out. Reaching his hands out, he cupped my cheeks tilting my head back under the spray, letting the pulsating water work its magic on my jumpy nerves. I could feel his eyes on me. My cheeks burned, wishing I had the bo...
"Ismail, come on, man, you think I look like a dyke, right?" Riley Tremblay said, and she stood there, hands on her hips, staring down a certain burly Ghanaian. Six feet tall, with short, spiky dark hair, a curvy build, and tattoos everywhere except her face, the Ottawa-born, butch-identified forewoman had quite an impressive presence, and she knew it. Her s...
It was eight-thirty p.m. and Lena was late. The door to her walk-in closet was open but she had yet to pick an outfit because instead of getting ready to go out with a few friends like she'd planned to, she found herself pacing a trail into her bedroom floor and trying not to explode from hearing the automated message that was coming out of her cell phone. A...
Mitch hadn't slept a wink all night. Instead he'd tossed and turned in frustration, and he suspected that he would probably suffer for it. He had been out like a light as soon as his head hit the pillow but the soft murmur of Alex fussing in the middle of the night had pulled him out of his peaceful reverie. Mitch was pretty sure Alex just needed a diaper...