Fear isn't something I let control me. Sure, I'm not a bodybuilder, I'm kind of small for my gender, but I can handle myself. One on one. Being the target of a lynching had never crossed my mind until my girlfriend dragged me along to Las Vegas to attend a convention of the National Lesbian Alliance. I was thinking about this new-found fear when my girlfrie...
For the past couple of years, Roxanne Starr had diligently worked to become accepted as a legitimate businesswoman in the community. Being the owner of a somewhat notorious bar and strip club did not ingratiate her with the other business owners. However, when Roxanne opened the lingerie shop in the main street retail district, the other merchants could not...
Part 5 Ooh! That hurts so good! Sue Higgins was enroute to the San Francisco bay area on a non-stop flight from Los Angeles, on her way to spend the weekend with one of her many clients, Wade Jensen, a VP with a major computer manufacturer. Wade had been Sue's second client ever and had introduced her to the world of BDSM, something she enjoyed, very much,...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
Hey, there. How are you doing? I bet the title of this story alone is enough to make some people blink fast and wonder if they read right. Well, ladies and gentlemen you read right. My name is Monique Aziz Adewale, and I'm a Nigerian-born African-American gal living in the City of Boston, State of Massachusetts. I'm happily married to a tall, good-looking an...
This is a continuation of the "Being Brittany's Bitch" series. Your votes and constructive feedback are appreciated! Thanks to Belle Starr for sprouting the idea for this installment of the series. I had just "played" a round of golf with Chantz at my old country club, which culminated in me taking eighteen inches up the ass on the eighteenth green for twe...
I teased Crystal's clit with my tongue while she lay on top of me, sucking as much of my dick as she could swallow. Baby Eddie had fallen back asleep after his 6am feeding, leaving Crystal and me a little time to play before I had to move on. Ever since I'd revealed to her that I was from outer space and on a mission to father as many half-human hybrids as p...
I never knew her real name. The first time we met – after she stumbled off the stage – she told me it was Lisa. The next time she said Sage, then Starr... ridiculous stripper names that mocked her half-hearted attempt at dancing. She signed her release forms with different names still, and I never did get a good look at her driver's license. She had 'It',...
I spent the next six months of my life contemplating what had happened to me and how my wife had become such a slut seemingly overnight. Mainly I thought that I should have done something before I saw my wife fucked by five men that fateful night. I should have spoken to her when I saw her at the bar before she took those men home. My children became my pri...
THIS IS PART THREE OF AN ONGOING STORY It was Veteran’s Day. That meant my week ended early, since Veteran’s Day fell on a Thursday that year, and I have no Friday classes. So, I was sitting at home, by myself (as an R.A., I get an entire dorm room to myself!), watching Spaceballs for the umpteen-millionth time (it’s still damn funny!), when my phone rang....