Dear readers. Let me share with you my story. This is a true story. To maintain privacy I changed the names. This happened in Pune. At that time I was 26. I had already passed out from my degree college. I am 5'8" tall, had fair looks and single. * While I was in college we had a very attractive female teacher. She was extremely beautiful. Her complexion w...
It was an erotic weekend, one not easily imagined, but one in a reality of a vastly different intimate experience. MFM takes place during an autumn weekend, with a meeting on a late Friday afternoon as sun is setting. This relationship began online with a message from a female named 'Kara', whose profile says she lived in North Carolina and was married. She...
Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Second Tale: Deirdre The time of a child's birth on Shelacta is important. Eighteen years to the minute after drawing its first breath the child becomes mature. If a girl, she will have the ability to force males to serve her. If a boy, he will be vulnerable...
Training my new fuck toy 'Slut Boy Craig' was a highly desireable way to end my Friday. Emma & I had just completed an aroused but frustrating 3 hour exercise session with Mr Butt and there was no doubt that we both needed some relief. Acting the filthy slut with Craig and teasing a few loads of watery spunk out of his 22 year old cock was just what we neede...
David sat quietly in his car at his villa's gates while he waited for his African gardener, Rufus, to arrive and open them for him. He took the opportunity to take in the rich colour of the flowering trees as they blossomed in the warm glow of the late afternoon African sun. It was one of the best times of the day. The 4pm rains had swept past and the lush...
(Gets picked) The four ladies and their female boss one of which was my wife were relaxing having a drink at a local watering hole after the in house conference that Friday afternoon. Their employer had just finished announcing the latest breakthrough on a new Male Natural Breast product they were hoping to release on the retail market as part of their ever...
Brian Pumper smiled to himself after wrapping up the shoots on the new video he was both Directing and Starring in. Today's shooting had been particularly demanding. There was a crop of rookie actors and actresses on the set and Brian Pumper had to whip some of them into shape. Producing quality Black videos was Brian Pumper's new mantra. And Super Hot Studi...
[These two stories have virtually nothing in common but their category, which is why they make a nice contrast -- the darkened play room, the brightly sunlit grass.] Good For One Thing "Men are only good for one thing," I explained to June. The pretty blonde crinkled her brow. "But I thought you were independently wealthy," she said after a moment of thin...
Tate nervously walked towards the self-checkout station, giving a glance to the pile of clothes in his shopping cart. He looked around, making sure nobody saw him, and when he was sure nobody would know, he sighed. It wasn't easy, buying sexy lingerie and clothes for himself and his fantasies. Moving as quickly as possible, he scanned tens of lacy and racy...