"What a fucking day!" thought Dagwood, as he trudged up the sidewalk to the front door. The hum coming from behind the house must be Herb mowing his grass. "Fucker's probably using my mower," said Dagwood aloud. "Maybe I'll fuck Tootsie as payment!" Old man Dithers had chewed on his ass all day, and as a final insult, had transferred Dagwood's big-titted se...
My husband was tied to the bed naked; his cock lay limp between his legs. Tonight I planned to indulge him in his secret fetish for smoking. My husband does not smoke, but is always on my case when I have the occasional cigarette. If I smoked in public, it would usually cause a row. I cut back from 10 cigarettes a day, to 20 in a week our son was born. One...
My name is Dan. I'm twenty five, married and own a business. Its nature is unimportant to the story. I mention it only because I have enough capable employees to enable me to be away whenever I like, for as long as I like -- within reason, of course. When asked to serve on the board of a local civic organization, I agreed, replacing a member whose company h...
My name is Derrick Jean-Renald. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm originally from the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. While growing up in the Haitian-dominated suburb of Montreal-Nord, I wasn't exactly an angel. I got into some trouble, and my parents sent me to my uncle and aunt's...
Good Lebanese girls don't suck black dick, I silently told myself as I wrapped my lips around Gary Davilmar's long and thick cock. Sitting on the bed, the burly young Haitian groaned in pleasure and ran his hand through my long, curly black hair. I looked up at Gary and he winked at me, silently urging me to continue. I'm already on my knees so I might as we...
"Mansour, tonight you're my little bitch, get inside and do as I say, or I swear your ass is totally going to get it," Zafiya Akufo Al-Azhari said haughtily to her husband Mansour Al-Azhari, and the tall, curvaceous and wily young Muslim woman stood there, hands on her hips, and awaited her husband's answer. The tired Sudanese government cleric looked at his...
"A lot of girls like to pretend that they're full of rainbows and unicorns but not me, if I've got to fart, I do it, I don't hold back, I let loose wherever I'm at," Marguerite DesRenaudes said with a smirk, and then she did just that. Squeezing her voluminous ass cheeks, the curvaceous young Frenchwoman unleashed a loud, wet fart. And then she leaned back o...
Daniella awoke to the early warmth of the sun. The nights had finally begun to retain some of the warmth of the previous day to welcome in a comfortable morning temperature. It was her first day off of the week and she really looked forward to a relaxing day of delving into her garden. A personal paradise of her own design. The ample canopies of the surround...
Kara entered her new bedroom, turned on the fan and flopped on her soft bed. She wasn't complaining but the heat of the afternoon sun made it nearly impossible to spend more than a few minutes outside. She shrugged herself out of her short shorts and lycra top until she lay in just her black g-string. She looked at herself again in the full length wall mirro...
"I can't picture you guys doing it," said Scully. She had said this before, dozens of times. But this was the last time she would say it. "You can't picture us guys doing what?" I asked. "You know, Henry, doing it." "Well, actually, we don't do it anymore. I cream her at chess so bad she won't play me." "It's true," said Myra, who saw where I was going....