Francine recounts some of her past. "When I first met Hank it was in the city square by the fountains. I thought he was so handsome and noted his outgoing likable personality. He took notice of me smiling his fetching smile. Thinking I was a freak I was reluctant to be too forward until he approached me and any resistance I may have had was gone. Finding an...
I'm not quite sure what the word is for the way I'm feeling right now. Awkward, maybe; uncomfortable; embarrassed, possibly. There seem no words apt enough to describe my mood. Perhaps it's the injustice of the situation; here I am, a man, forced into voyeurism by circumstance. But I am here nonetheless, seated humbly and awaiting the ultimate humiliation....
The following is a true story. Names have been changed to protect the innocent (or not so innocent). I never thought I would be writing a story for an erotic website such as yours but a recent experience I had has forced me to do so. Let me first describe myself. I am a 27-year-old brunette with a nice figure and ample breasts. I am told my best feature is...
A few years back, hubby and I hosted our own version of the Exotic Erotic Ball in our home. Not really to be compared with that which is held annually in San Francisco, our party only involved eight other couples. We asked everybody to come in costume and stick with our exotic erotic theme. I spent a few weeks pondering what I should wear at our little part...
Jenna pulled into the entrance of the dealership just as the spot right near the front door opened up. She smoothly turned her car into the spot and stepped out like a famous movie star getting out of a limo on premiere night. As she brushed some dirt off her skirt, she noticed a few spots on her outfit. A few cum stains had apparently missed her mouth. Luck...
My name is Heather Winston. Tonight, I'm making my lover Tyrone Wood's dreams come true. He's a six-foot-tall, good-looking, dark-skinned young black man with a very peculiar special interest. Which is basically a nice way of saying that he's got a weird fetish. See for yourselves, folks. He's really into racially themed domination and submission. When he fi...
Tom had been thinking about this moment for the past seven hours. He had just arrived home from attending the funeral of a family friend down in Chicago, and his wife Karen had greeted him at the door with a long embrace. "Welcome home. I missed you. I hope you've appreciated the ability to sit comfortably for the past few hours on your drive home, because...
Sitting at her computer desk, Miriam had a sudden epiphany while she read the email from Sir. With a jolt to her mind, she realized that she had never been so exposed before. Her upbringing, her friends, her schooling, her entire life experience had been composed of narrow and confining little situations. Now she was being blatantly and unforgivingly exposed...
Apparently, as a biracial Muslim woman of Lebanese and Somali descent, I'm supposed to be quiet, oppressed and submissive. Right now, I'm shoving my fist into the anus of one Bilal Abdirahman, and he's squealing like a miserable little bitch. While topping my bound and hapless Black male sub, I'm wearing a red bra and matching panties, along with my high-hee...
No one knows what it's like to be me. My name is Matthew Marquis. I'm a big white guy of Jewish origin who hails from the incredibly tough and resilient town of Stoughton, in the state of Massachusetts. I was raised by my absentee father and my guilt-inducing Jewish Mama. I finally escaped from my boring household when I went to Bay State University in Bosto...