Harleigh Starr came up to Thomas' place all in a huff. Her asshole boyfriend had finally pissed her off enough to force her to dump him. She knocked on the door and Thomas answered it, not expecting her to have driven all this way just to see him. "Harleigh? What are you doing here?" Thomas said, in a bit of a surprise. Instead of saying anything, she barg...
Later, though, I studied the magazine closely. The pictures of curvy, mature women were fantastic, but what interested me even more was a long, illustrated and informative article on all kinds of fetishes: anal sex, BDSM, face-sitting, long fingernails, female domination, fisting, latex, leather, mature women and young men, fancy shoes and boots, smoking, st...
I have written most of my stories with a heavy fetish angle. In this story I concentrate more on the Mature BBW genre. I hope this story appeals to more readers than my past stories. I write for the audience. Please leave me a score and comments after you read this short story. ***** My name is Darrell and I am a 22 year old sexually inexperienced man. I a...
For years I've secretly desired black women. To me they're the most sexy and hot women on the planet. Of course there are beautiful women in all colors, but to me black women are easily the most superior. I love their looks and their confidence, it's just incredibly sexy. A black woman is different than any other woman, as she knows what she wants and has...
It was midnight and there I was, standing on his patio and testing the door handle, locked, he weren't home yet. I sat on the old iron chair in his garden and waited, smoking, the rain starting to drizzle down around me. It took him 15 minutes to get home, I was shivering a bit by then and he pulled me close to warm me up, kissing me and opening the door t...
Brian slowly closed the door, shutting out the red glow from the tail lights of Megan's rapidly retreating car. It had been a wonderful night of "watching movies" as they liked to put it. In reality it was an excuse to rent a movie that neither really wanted to see and make out for 2 hours in a dark room. And that's all it had been...Making out. As the door...
It's a cold rainy night. The weather is ideal for me thunder, lightening, high winds, bitter coldness and heavy rain. My waist length black hair wet and blowing in the high winds, my body soaked from the rain.. From a nearby rooftop as I lean on the chimney... I gaze across to a neighboring bedroom window... As a light turns on.. I smile thinking to mys...
Just to recap and get your little mind around exactly where I left you hanging... I've been doing the usual showing off for you to start things rolling and turn you on...strutting around in my slutty spike heels, doing my little wiggle and strut routine as you watch me mindlessly. In no time I've gotten you all aroused and excited, and I start leading you a...
Paul awoke slightly disorientated, a bit groggy but rested. Where was he? Oh yes, last night he and Denise had consumed two lovely bottles of Chablis and had crashed at her place. Consciousness came around, the faint scent of sandalwood incense and a more shocking revelation: Paul was nude, spread-eagled, wrists and ankles tethered by Velcro cuffs and blindf...
My eyelids flutter uselessly behind the blindfold. But even without my sight, I know who is there. You are across from me, your silken black curls tangled over your perky breasts. Our hands are both tied well over our heads, taut, but not enough that we are straining. We smiled secretly at each other as the men tied us up. Belly to belly, breast to breast, w...