I dreamed of you last night... We were having coffee at our favourite place, Dantalions, in the city. You are dressed conservatively, in a well cut business suit, purple of course, a pale blouse and high heels. Our meeting, although innocent of intent, had progressed from friendly conversation to the subtle touch of your hand against my arm, my hand aga...
Chapter A Survivors Guilt: This was put in under Dark as Daylight Chapter 15A, just to update you on my status. I have not started on chapter 16 yet, because I am still a little fuzzy, in the head, from all the testing. As soon as that clears I will get back to business. I am happy to see that you were enjoying chapter 15, and I hope chapter 16 will be equ...
This short piece is another one written as a challenge between a friend and myself and is pure fun. Just a little something to read while my longer works are being updated. Please enjoy! ***** I had a day off, and was enjoying the sunny mid-morning when the mail arrived. Everything poured through the slot, and as I bent to pick it up, a manila envelope cau...
Meet Patricia Arnaud, the latest submissive of Lord Noir, Prince of Kink and the top Black man in the BDSM world of metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario. This lady is definitely something to behold. She's five-foot-ten, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, a slender yet athletic build, and a nice round ass. Far from just a pretty face, Patricia Arnaud is bright, suc...
Jay Fulton had always known he was attracted to both women and men, although he didn't explore his bisexuality until he completed his studies in civil engineering at Clark-Atlanta University in the City of Atlanta, Georgia, in the early 2010s. He met lots of lovely, big-booty young Black women who were exploring their sexuality and would bring them back to h...
This story is a graphic tale of a Dom and his very submissive transgendered male. If you are offended by tales of BDSM and sex between consenting adults then read no further... other wise enjoy. Feel free to leave honest comments or suggestions, it really does encourage those of us who write to continue... ***** She was stretched tall, and naked, I knew...
Nagapatnam -- India, 23rd May, 1702 Dear Husband, I sincerely hope this letter finds you in good health; please reward the boy who took it to you as generously as it is appropriate. The Marquis and his wife are wonderful hosts, as if there was need to add anything to the beauty and life of India. From the window of the room where they have gently allowed...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age * Cuckoo's ship was just clearing the atmosphere. Its holds were full of the essence pods he had harvested from the mate/prey he had taken on the planet, and he had the four females he mated with placed in stasis. Cuckoo planned on contacting his gene house as soon as he cleared the grav...
"I have to admit, I'm growing increasingly frustrated. I know in my gut that Terica is behind this, but I can't figure out why, or how to prove it." "We must figure out our next course of action, before someone else is hurt." Renwa leaned his mouth against his threaded fingers. "We can't figure out where or who she'll strike next and this bothers me." "I'...
She lies back on the bed and the dragon slips from her puffy pink pussy. She has climaxed again and he has watched her recording her every move with the camera. He smiles down at her feeling his cock straining, hard inside his trousers. She looks up at him through the haze of the after-orgasm. Why hasn't he stopped her and joined her yet. He is still standi...