Meet Todd, he is a large man with a six foot frame, piercing blue eyes, and a distinguished beard. He is one of Amanda's closest friends. He is a long haul trucker and they had a chance to meet once when he took her on a three-day rendezvous. After getting to their destination he told her at the last minute, "You have just been kidnapped. I am not taking you...
There is no simple way to say this; Candy is a sexual freak. Outside of pain, scat and general meanness Candy is sexually up for anything. I am one of her regular boy toys and know a bit about her. I don't think anyone knows a lot about Candy. When she was younger, Candy was married for a short time. She tried to be "little miss homemaker" but it just did...
I am a young Black man living in Boston. I grew up as a regular guy. By the time I was eighteen, I was over six feet tall and excelled at everything from basketball to football and wrestling. I was a pretty good student. My parents were hard-working poor black people and I wanted to make them proud by getting a good education and making something out of myse...
Alexia and I have been living together as roommates for a while now. Not only are we roommates, we are best friends and have been lovers since the third week, when we moved in together. Alexia, however, has a boyfriend, Roy, who doesn't know about she and I being lovers. It's quite exciting. I can remember one time when she and I went to the bathroom in the...
"So, fellas, are we going to do this or what?" Habiba Melaku said, hands on her hips, as she looked at her fiancé Yaqub Hussein and his good friend and fellow Carleton University student Nasser Traore, clucking her tongue impatiently. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous, Hijab-wearing Ethiopian Muslim gal sighed, wishing to high heaven that the fellas would get wi...
Chapter Two: The Bitch Christina: Even before the taxi was out of the driveway, Winston was next to me, bending down to gather up my matched set of Louis Vuitton luggage. As he picked up the plastic duty free bag, the bottles inside clinked together giving me a chance to swat him with my white gloves; I'd wanted to hit somebody, anybody, for hours. "Be ca...
Holy shit. Why did I ever agree to come in here? I looked around at the dark room, with floorboards ripped out of the floor. The sheer curtains were destroyed, pulled down, half torn. The couch had holes and even looked like it was decaying. Don't even get me started about the old TV box; the glass was cracked and broken. The drafty house was getting me co...
Author's Note: I got some mixed feedback from the last chapter of the story, so I thought I'd include a warning, These stories aren't a lot of hardcore sex or anything seriously kinky, but there is cruelty and some non-consensual/reluctance included. If these are not your particular cup of tea, then this is not the story for you. Feedback is always appreciat...
Recently Hannah had been searching on the internet; specifically looking for things to spice up her sex life with her Boyfriend. She scrolled through pages and pages of toys; sleek vibrators, thick dildos and bottles of potions and lotions that could make you tingle and twist, burn or shiver! A whole world of pleasure ready to open up to her. Her Boyfriend...
Stella Sancini began working on my floor at Liberty Mutual in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, in May of last year. She is an actuary and I work as a claims adjustor. We're both 26. I'm a fairly conservative, inexperienced person. Stella is a free spirit. The kind of girl who likes to laugh, tells a great story, and wants a taste from everyone's plate when the gan...