Well, here I am again. I told you before how my darling husband brought three men to have sex with me, and it all worked out rather well. Then I had my first black man, Kevin, and my husband enjoyed a burlesque artist, Sally, and we had several very sexy years. Then things moved on and it was just us again. We were very happy to have had the experience and s...
Our weekend Chapter one - Their time was now. Their day started off very early as Jacqui travelled over night to see her lover in Bonnie Scotland. She knew what she wanted in her life now and was very well prepared to make any sacrifices in order to get what made her so happy. Jacqui knew that Tom would fulfil everything that she yearned for. Her marriage...
(The following story is set in Northeast Louisiana in December 1844—the antebellum South. It is a harvest celebration. The language used is authentically Southern from the time period. All of the characters mentioned herein are between 18 and 21 years of age. This is the second of a series of stories told from both the female and the male perspectives.) *...
Well, it wasn't really the next day, since our time in the shower lasted well into the morning...it was later that morning. I got out of bed and was just sure everyone knew what had happened to me in the middle of the night. I Didn't really think too much about it, I was all smiles and just about as happy as i could possibly be! What an incredible experien...
After dinner, we stayed at the bar for a little while. He was drinking a dry martini and I, a cosmopolitan. I couldn't help but look at him. He was a gorgeous man. Whatever he was watching he was very concentrated in it. I reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "What was that for?" He asked. I ignored his question and instead I asked him, "What are...
Warning: there's a lot going on here, diapers, sissies, interracial sex so if any of those things are an issue you may not like this story. *** Where do I even begin with this story? I don't know why but I feel absolutely compelled to share my recent experiences online and I can only assume it has to do with that horrible hypno-therapist one of my supposed...
Hello everyone, Sorry, I have not updated but have had so much going on including writing the last two chapters of this story. I understand many of your comments about the short chapters. That was for me to properly flush out the last few chapters which were more emotional and what I do not consider a strong writing point for me. That being said, I am curr...
Tom Mollenkoff owned The Bootlegger, a bar that was on the border of the middle class area of town and the more dangerous slums. Even though he was a big ugly nasty son of a bitch, everyone seemed to get along with the guy; probably because he owned the closest bar. And sometimes he would even buy a round for the house, but only if the house was less than ha...
1. Abandoned I can't believe I'm actually writing this down. I sit here in my torn, tight neon pink miniskirt and tube top stained with cum and piss... Digesting a bellyful of jizz from 20 different black men... And a great big black buttplug my wife shoved up my ass to keep the copious loads from countless other black men stewing in my ass until I "absor...
All characters involved in sex in this story are 18 or older. ***** Adventures With My Anaconda, Chapter 1 Blacked At Christmas I call him My Anaconda for obvious reasons. These are the stories of my affair with a married black man. Little did I know where it would take me or how far I'd go to be with him. He did me the first time the Saturday night I w...