The newlyweds held hand in hand as they walked down the hallway on the top floor of the Hotel. Atlas decided months ago; without Peyton's knowledge, how they would consummate their vows. His requests were simple when he confirmed their reservation. His devious thoughts ran rampant as he confirmed a top floor suite, away from any guests, with duel king-size b...
Changing school is always a drag, meeting new people, having to join a new group of friends. And changing before the senior year is even worse. I would have a lot of girls wanting to be my prom date at my last school, but here? I'll have to conquer them all over again. I sigh as I walk through the open doors, the interior is very similar to what my last scho...
Author’s Note: Hey this is a story about an extraordinarily successful man and his twin wives in a modern-day setting. The story will include F/F/M, F/F, and M/F pairings. Everything from the sweet loving making, to hard fucking, down to role-playing, and obvious implied or overt incest. More or less their lives are “perfect”. They are well off and have done...
The name is Susan. A tutor at Stoughton Tech, a small community college in Massachusetts. It's a quiet and rather peaceful campus. Unlike many big colleges and universities, it's wonderfully diverse. There are lots of black men, black women, Hispanic men, Hispanic women and Asians among the student population. Racial and ethnic minorities make up forty pe...
DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it......
[I got carried away and the chapter is getting quite long. So I decided to put the rest of it in a new one. Sadly, this chapter does not have any sex in it. The next one is fast moving along and will be out soon (less than a week). I promise that I will make up for all the carnal action this one is missing. I also would like to introduce you to the characte...
Chapter 3: The Price of Courage Collapsed on the stage floor was beginning to feel routine. The auctioneer loomed over me, the raw silk of his shirt tucked into leather pants. I dropped my gaze when I heard a man's steps on the stage—the squeak, squeak of leather soles on polished wood so different than the click, click of a woman's heels. Men had told me t...
My humiliation was sublime as the jeering women clapped my approach to the caning bench, my cock rigid as I was led like a lamb to the slaughter by Myrna, her elegant mature form shimmering in the full-length black silk cloak; the erotic shape of her womanly buttocks teasing my eyes in the silk as she strode with magnificent deliberation. I was ordered to th...
Combatting sexism and patriarchy in the African-American community, that's every sister's concern. My name is Christine Soleil and I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Hartford, Connecticut. My parents Jean-Pierre and Lucinda Soleil moved to Connecticut from their hometown of Cap-Haitien in North Haiti when I was real young. As fa...
DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE 18 YEARS OLD "Okay, see you in a bit." I said as I got off the phone. I had just been invited to the house of my friend Courtney, a cheerleader, to play a game of poker. I excitedly got dressed, and headed over to her house. When I got there, everything seemed perfectly normal. There were 4 girls and 1 guy sittin...