Read in the event of auto erotic difficulty or for simple masturbatory assistance. It is late September and it is a warm evening, not hot, but comfortably mild for early autumn. There is a full moon and a slight breeze. We are driving to a new jazz club to enjoy an evening alone listening to jazz and drinking wine. We arrive at the club around 9:00 and tr...
I like to invent games. Since I want to encourage myself to write more, I'm trying out a new one that I'm going to start playing right now. It's called Writing Cunt Slut. Here are the rules: 1. The player is called Cunt. Cunt is not a person. Cunt is an object. Cunt lives to please its readers. Cunt realizes that it is a degrading word, which is good, sin...
It was a warm evening; the full moon rode up from the horizon giving the fairgrounds an icy blue hue as the couple walked. The Renaissance Faire was nearing its conclusion: the gates were closed for the last time that season, and all that was left was preparations for departures and last celebrations of community among the players. Mistress Atherby was weari...
I had been sitting at the bar for about twenty minutes sipping a cold one and checking out the action. Women were sitting in groups of twos and threes, some even solo enjoying their cocktails and unwinding after a hard week at the office or job or whatever they did to earn their keep. Laughter mingled with the cigarette smoke drifting lazily around the table...
I had placed an ad on a personal dating site in hopes of finding someone compatible to spend time with. I'd wasted enough time at bars and speed dating to know there had to be a better way to find a mate. I received an email from Frank who thought my profile was interesting and wanted to meet to see if we had anything in common. I peeped his profile and saw...
I've known Helen Blackstone forever. Ever since we were students at Morton Academy, an all-female private school located in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Helen was the six-foot-two, gorgeous Black Amazon-like chick I always admired. She was captain of the women's soccer team at the Morton Academy and one of the toughest women in the universe. I worshi...
Got a call on a Saturday morning from Jim who I had met some weeks prior at a CD party. He wanted his cock sucked and possibly feed my tight pussy. Of course, I could not resist! He was rather nice looking and clean cut. A 38 y/o white guy with a 7 1/2" fat cut cock. He got us a room at the Hilton and I was excited by this. He was serious I thought, rather...
"Bring it...," you defiantly whisper in my ear as your husband finishes pulling your thong off and retreats back onto the bed just a few feet from where I sit. Bare underneath, I bend you over my lap and I playfully spank and rub your ass, feeling it right through the tight dress you have on. As I push the fabric up until your pussy peeks out, you bend over...
Once upon a time in a tiny kingdom there lived a young man named Jack. Jack fancied himself a ladies' man. The local women didn't think so because Jack could be brash and insulting when he thought he was being witty. Not surprisingly, the fair sex avoided him as much as possible. One woman who couldn't avoid him was his landlady, a young widow with an infan...
My friends call me the Ebony Giantess. My name is Ebony Anne Washington. A six-foot-three, busty and big-bottomed, kind of chubby and dark-skinned Black woman living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a third-year student at Delmar University in the capital city of Ottawa, in the province of Ontario. I major in Criminal Justice. Someday, I'm going to be a P...