Some people seem to have the idea that, because of the racial aspect of the things I have written, I must hate black women. One person even commented that all black women are not sluts. First of all, I want to say that I love all women. I love black women, white women, Asian women, and Spanish women. Any women who have taken offense to what I've written wit...
Miles Lider raised his brow at the picture in front of him. He wasn't bothered at the next applicant being a woman. What bothered him was the bubblegum. Why was the gum sparkling? Why was her bra showing? Who wears pig tails in their thirties? What sort of person would send a picture without their face in their resume? It all came down to the bubblegum, whic...
Camryn was very good at her job as an analyst for her company. There were both pros and cons to that. The good part was that it provided good job security. The bad side meant that she had to travel every once in a while to make sure that new offices in their company were also operating as well as possible. One Friday afternoon, she got called into her boss's...
The big school dance was that night. Melissa planned ahead. She came there earlier that afternoon and dropped off her clothes. In a wooded area off the parking lot she placed a short skirt, tights, shoes, a blouse and a spare key to her car. She covered them over with leaves. Even the thought of what she planned excited her and caused her stomach to flutter....
I sat, waiting. I knew her well. I should after fourteen years of marriage. Her need to control every situation would prompt her to hurry home, do damage control, would overpower everything else. I idly wondered what kind of spin she would come up with. It had to throw her for a loop, getting caught. She was always the clever one, scheming, planning, worki...
Thanks to Mykell for edition of story Priya reached home and saw Karan playing with their daughter. Karan asked, "How was the match today?" She replied, "Fine. Sue didn't turn up so I played with Greg and company." Karan said, "You mean those 3 older men who saw your game yesterday?" Priya nodded yes. "How did you feel playing with strangers in this s...
This is part two of a story involving cuckolding and male power exchange. Please read no further if this offends you. --------- I was on my knees, helping my wife Kelli attach her garter belt to her stockings. I leaned forward and planted on a kiss on her newly trimmed pussy. "Now, now," she said, "Let's save that for Ron." Based on the email that he sen...
Chapter 27. First Experience of Dogging. (July 2004). Arriving home from the office J exuberantly told me he'd overheard a conversation at lunchtime about a woodland area renowned as a dogging hotspot. His enthusiasm came as no surprise, J having told me about his growing interest in the pastime. Having checked it out on the map hubby decided it was both fa...
Intro: Let me introduce myself. My name is Jackson T. Lee, an 18-year-old who just graduated high school and working at a major Hollywood studio as a production assistant intern for the summer. My parents both work in middle management at the studio and they hooked me up with this internship. Some of my responsibilities include calling cast members and let...
After her ordeal, it became hard for Gia to look students in the eye when she walked the halls, she couldn't recognize the football players that had shared her and she just avoided gazes. She still wanted Buck, even though she felt betrayed, and she would often dream of his big, black cock when she daydreamed. She had gotten to the point where she checked ou...