My name is Madeline Jean-Christophe Bradshaw. I'm a plump White chick in her early fifties living in the city of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, kind of curvy, with short blonde hair and pale green eyes. I worked as a Professor of Economics at the University of Ottawa for two decades and recently retired. My conservative hu...
Welcome to the world of Black Cuckold Couples, my name is Kia Haywood-Albright and I'll be your guide. When you think of cuckolding, I bet you automatically envision a White couple, a Black guy with a big dick and a scenario involving the Black dude fucking the White chick while her White hubby watched the whole thing unfold. Well, it's not always that way....
There are two routes that take me to the railway station. One is a leisurely stroll through the park if the weather is kind and time allows, and the other if I'm running late, is a short cut through a broad avenue of upmarket properties. Today I was late and walking briskly, trying to ignore the affluence of the well-heeled residents living in the avenue. '...
"Brian Pumper, do you remember that porno scene we filmed a few years back, the one where you got dressed in a nice blue silk shirt like a businessman while I dressed like a stripper, and you fucked me up the ass on exercise equipment? Well, today, I'm going to do the same to you," Vida Valentine said, smiling smugly at the one-time Black Prince of Porn. "U...
This is the true story of my first time with a dominatrix. It was three years ago. At that point I'd been with a lot of men so I was already very good at taking cocks, or cock shaped items down my throat and up my ass, so I was looking forward to having a Domme use a strapon on me. What I was looking forward to more was the humiliation. No woman in my re...
Happily I slid my eight-inch strap-on dildo into Saul Jean-Pierre's tight asshole. The big and tall young Black man groaned as I penetrated him. Lying on his back completely naked on my big bed, he took it like a bitch. Bound legs hanging in the air and eyes filled with lust and shock. His hands are also bound for good effect. I wonder if he knew what he was...
Chapter Four: Chantel Hams it up with Kerri and Friends. Beep, beep, beep, my alarm clock goes off. Lying under my fluffy covers and on my satiny bed sheets, face mushed half buried in a pillow I awake, glance at that damn clock and see 9:00am. It's Sunday and I do not have to be up at any specific time but I do not really like sleeping in as I feel it wast...
Eric had feared that the feeling of being dominated would only be novelty and would wear off with the more time he spent with Victoria; likewise, Victoria had also wondered if she would lapse back into her old persona and simply become the 'little lady' again, but as the days passed, both were consumed by their new roles in life and realised that their lives...
Finally, I was returning to Israel after five years. I never forgot Tamar Ya'akov, the soldier I had met on a chance encounter one night in Tel Aviv. I may have been with Tamar only a few days but the were enough for me to fall in love with her. Then, a chance meeting with her boyfriend's cousin resulted in my leaving Israel under a cloud of suspicion and in...
Some time after I finally saw the film, the infamous film of my stepmother's prostitution to an exclusive and cruel sex circle to save us from debt and poverty, I visited a sex shop in a big city in the south. Minding my own business, looking through the goods, I was surprised to hear a customer ask the staff for the sequel to Teresa's Torture! Initially...