Serena Williams looked at Raven Symone and Brenda Song, the newest members of the Down Low Sisterhood of Hollywood. The two recruits, one African-American and the other Asian, looked really hot. The three of them were in a plush chamber of the suburban Atlanta mansion which the Sisterhood provided for their private activities. To Serena Williams expert eyes,...
Gillian Watkins arrived promptly at eight in the evening at the Pimlico apartment building of retired school master Mister Williams. The twenty six year old online stripper and cosplay model had resisted many generous offers of sex from her most ardent fans and had not taken to even having girl on girl scenes on webcam either. The vivacious brunette just enj...
Chapter Six—For Tess "For you, Tess. For your pleasure. Naturally." Dr. Williams had written on the note card which was taped to the gift. The gift or present or whatever looked to Tess like a small hair accessory. Non decorative. "If you can't determine how to work it, give me a buzz," he'd ended the note. After a five minute assessment, Tess's curiosity...
Serena Williams, the first African-American woman elected Queen of the top secret society of lesbians and bisexual female millionaires known as the Down Low Sisterhood is vacationing in the city of Sao Paolo, Brazil, with her new love, TV star Lisa-Ray McCoy. And that's pretty cool. In her absence, she named Beyonce Giselle Knowles, another sexy African-Amer...
This story is pure fiction. * * * * * It was Friday morning, four days ago the Williams sisters had seduced Jennifer Capriati, two days ago they had forced Martina Hingis to sleep with them. Today they had found the next letter of their blackmailer in their mailbox: Dear Ladies: What a fantastic tape you sent me there. I am very very impressed. You sh...
(Although this story stands alone it does briefly refer to the first instalment (Miss Jameson)) * My name's Jim; I'm 34, 6 foot, average build and looks, single, footloose and fancy-free. I'm a doctor – specialising in orthopaedics in a private clinic in London. I drive a black Mercedes SL55 AMG sports car, and own my own flat in a block in an upscale area...
This is a work of fiction. Any likeness to anyone living or dead is purely accidental. No real locations were used in this story. No One was harmed in the making of it. I don’t condone rape, or anything that brings anyone harm at any time. This is purely Fantasy and probably shouldn’t be read by anyone….ever. All persons depicted in this story are fictional...
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The joy and ecstasy of that incredulous tongue fucking by Mr. Williams had brought about a chain of orgasms that I lost count of. Fortunately, he had gagged me when, earlier, he had put on the cuffs and tied my thighs. Or else, my endless screams would have reverberated through the entire mansion that housed my boss's residence and office. And yet, I hadn't...
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