Everyone is always talking about African women's bottoms, and what masterpieces they are. Well, as an Arab woman with a nice derriere, I secretly resent that. Women from my ethnicity are wonderfully curvaceous, and lag behind no one when it comes to gluteus maximus, but that's a closely guarded secret. We're forced to hide our tremendous assets from the male...
~o Curious Virgins o~ A raven haired beauty appeared out of the trees, young and buxom. Her skin was snow white and her lips like crimson splashed across her soft, cheeky face. She wore an erotic mockery of a funeral dress, black with the skirt cut short and loose with a top cut tight and low. Her big breasts pushed up in a fountain of ivory cleavage and he...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, historical events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic...
"Kondo San?" I asked her, before proceeding. She shook her head, smiling. She trusted me, and was probably taking the pill. Surely, however, she wanted the big and tall gaijin male to ride her rough. It hadn't been so clear early on that she wanted to be ridden. At least, not at first glance. She'd caught me in a critical situation, at that crossroad, with...
Dear Readers, It is with great pleasure that I introduce the very first story authored by my wife, margarita, of masterandmargarita. We have reversed our normal roles of author and editor in order to bring you this hair-raising tale that will leave you panting in pleasure and howlin' for more. Happy Howl-een! -m&m "Jessica! Get in here!" Trey yells from...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. ***** Calista looked over her appointments schedule for the day. She had a regularly scheduled weekly session with a submissive whic...
The night was cold as usual for a Halloween in Chicago. The chill air whipped through the downtown streets like a dervish, pushing and blowing the travelers and revelers around like rag dolls. It wasn't anything new, and any Chicagoan would find the night disappointing without the cold wind and constant threat of rain. It made the night seem sinister and dan...
The following days were pleasant. They were growing colder and colder, but they were still pleasant. Hulda learned that the bed in the center of the common room was actually made of four beds, each one making up a quarter's worth. They were all pulled out so that in the middle a hole could be dug for a thick post to be secured into. It wasn't very tall at al...
Chapter Three: The Bedroom: Steve pushed the door open. Still holding her two hands tightly in one of his he marched over to the bed with Cathy trailing along behind. He sat on the side of the bed and pulled her close so that she was standing between his legs. He could see she was already terribly excited, her vagina was visibly damp, and her labial lips...
Jane came out of the bathroom clad in a white bra and yellow, patterned panties. "Come on, let's go," she said, looking into the mirror, applying the final touches to her hair. William stirred, but didn't move. "Come on, time to get up." Jane went over to the bed and threw the blanket off of him. "Holy cow, you are up...Woodie-alert!" William smiled. "How...