The feel of a strap-on dildo sliding deep into my asshole is one of the things which turn me on the most in this world. And it's got to be a Black woman wearing said strap-on dildo. Otherwise I won't play. Kind of a weird thing for a heterosexual Black man to admit, isn't it? Yeah, I guess I am not your average Black male. The name is Henry L'Amour. The kink...
Every night, for the past two weeks, Eva had dreamt she was on the same train, with the same man. Sometimes he had a wife with him. They sat across from her in the carriage. The wife didn't acknowledge her presence. But he stared at Eva intently, and it gave her a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. Eva didn't need to look down to know she was dressed i...
As you read this essay, please remember that these words and views are my opinion and are taken from my experiences. I don't claim to know what everyone in the free world is thinking. If I did, I'd be making more money than I do now. That's a fact. So just take it as a lighthearted look at all things big and beautiful. Hopefully, it will make you think a bit...
The name is Craig Johnstown. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young black man living in the small rural town of Hawking, Oregon. The story that I am about to tell you concerns a certain dark period in my life. I call it the Dark Side. It doesn't matter if you're a good person with strong morals and principles, you can only be pushed so far before you start...
Chapter 4: Deal with a Warlock With Ken on his back Oden set out to Elth. As the two entered the gates, they saw magnificent structures. Fountains that emitted a liquid with every color of the rainbow, the buildings were cone and pyramid shaped with beautiful silver mists traveling around them. The two saw every glorious detail; this was truly a city of mag...
As a transvestite, it had always been my dream to be a bridesmaid. My elder sister had known about my love of feminine things since we were tiny; indeed it could have been her love of dressing me up as a girl when we were children that influenced me in the direction of transvestism. So you can imagine how delighted I was when she told me that she was getting...
"Now I am free," Fatima Sayyid said, and the tall, curvy, Hijab-wearing Arab Canadian Muslim woman smiled as she stood before her late husband Salman Sayyid's grave. Smiling victoriously, Fatima barely stopped herself from tap dancing. At last she was finally free of the man who had been abusing her and crushing her spirit across two continents for the past...
The old, wooden floorboards shivered with the added weight of the scurrying feet. The feet belonged to an aspiring, yet starving, artist named Claire. Claire was always known to be the artistic type. Even in school where trend-setting and fashion-followers became the “norm” Claire always seemed to show she was an individual. Usually dressed in some sort of b...
Their group had grown from two to four, then from four to six, and now there were ten. It had started as just a "drink after work" on payday, but it had become a monthly "Girl's night out" that they all enjoyed. With more of them, they could all kick in a few dollars and make their outing into a full-fledged party. They all looked forward to their "Friday a...
Erica was 26, overachieving, well-educated, and beautiful. She worked in the finance department of a very successful and profitable fortune 500 company. Erica had quickly earned the respect of others in the industry and was rewarded well with promotions and bonuses in the five short years of her career. She had every reason to be thrilled and excited about t...