Mark rang the door bell and waited on the porch with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. This would be the first time in seven months that he had seen Rita. He stood on the porch starring at the cement steps as he remembered the night she called him and said she wasn't going to be involved in swinging any longer. Mark heard the sound of the door being unloc...
"Lady, shall I lie in your lap?" Akemi asked Camilla as she lay down at Camilla's feet. "No, my lord," Camila answered, affecting maidenly modestly. "I mean, my head upon your lap?" Akemi asked. "Ay, my lord," Camilla answered. "Do you think I meant CUNT-ry matters?" Akemi asked. "I think nothing, my lord," Camilla answered, again, affecting bashfulness...
"Please come in," Dr. Singh said to Camilla. She walked into his apartment, and he looked around the hallway, hoping no gossipy neighbours saw this beautiful naked exhibitionist come into his home. She took off her high heels and left them by the door. "What a nice home you have, doctor," she said, still in that breathy imitation of Marilyn Monroe that she...
Note: Charles and Midori's last names remain cryptic on a whim of the author. Imagine them being whatever you like. * A few weeks had gone by. Midori had moved into his apartment, he had gotten a raise at work, and he had submitted one of the graphic novels they had created for printing, after it saw sufficient online success. Midori's life was going swimm...
Hello, there. My name is Stefano Bergeron. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the city of Boston, Massachusetts, but moved to Ottawa for school because of the Recession. My father, Boston police sergeant James Bergeron thought I'd be safer in Canada than in America giv...
By now, I trust that I require no introduction. Just in case you're new to reading about my exploits, I shall give you the rundown. The name is Stephen. Big and tall young Black man living in the Province of Ontario, Canada. My fans know me as The Hijab Hunter. Let me tell you about my latest victim, uh, encounter, I mean. I've had the pleasure of hooking up...
About a year ago my wife Kelly and I were discussing our sexual fantasies. I was surprised to find that my wife had an interracial fantasy. In 5 years of marriage she had never mentioned anything, I hadn't noticed her looking at anyone; it was a complete shock to me. Well having that out in the open I couldn't just leave it alone. I asked her why she had th...
Joe Wyatt, coach of the Mules, sat in the big recliner in his motel room. He languidly stroked his cock as he watched the two girls in the porn flick attack each other with tongues, fingers and dildos. He was looking forward to the big after game party planned for the next night. He knew at least half the girls on the cheerleading team would be panting for s...
I pulled my cellphone out of my pocket and checked the time. 6:45pm. Fuck. Yes. I quickly left work, excited that I finally had a weekend off. I had some awesome plans, which included, but were not limited to: Absolutely fucking nothing. As I pulled out of the parking lot, I drove to my 1-bed apartment and thought about what I wanted to eat. Mexican soun...
It was 5 o'clock my work week had just ended. I clocked out and stepped out of the office building, where I work as an office/administrative assistant. I got into my car silver sedan and drove downtown to the diner where my best friend Cianna works. I parked my car at the front of the diner and waited on her. A few minutes later, Cianna came out of the diner...