Ella had been having dreams. naughty, sensuous, wild dreams. she had dreamt about her lover, Mason, dominating her in strange places; in a forest, under a waterfall, on the roof of a moving train. This was all fine, but lately she had begun to fantasize about something else entirely. A world where it was possible to clone people, where it was not illegal to...
Quiet as it's kept, swinging does happen in the Black Muslim community. The name is Habeeba Hussein, and I'm a young Black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Mobile, Alabama. That's right, folks, there are Black Muslims in the State of Alabama. Is the sky falling because of it? Absolutely not! I am married to a tall, handsome Muslim brother...
(or the return of the praise of sexual fantasy) * I run a small, yet elite business specializing in an exclusive clientele. They consist of men, women, old, young and it doesn't matter as long as the money is there. I would consider myself young (28), for amassing quite a bit of money for myself but I'm also providing a much needed service for society. I...
We had worked together on the midnight shift for several months. The first day I saw her I was amazed at how beautiful she was. I knew that she was out of my class, and obviously several years younger than my 34 years. I later found out she was 27. She was absolutely beautiful, 5'7, very thin, nice breasts and a great looking little ass. Her ass has just the...
She decided to head out to see him for a little social visit. They had been doing sexy texty for a little while. A few suggestive emails, mostly just horny fun stuff. They both wanted to see one another already. She thought he was hot. She always had, but the way life worked out for them both, getting together just wasn't a reality. He thought the same of h...
Aisha, my Monday girl. It has been a very busy and lucrative life since three of my pals decided to compete with the Chippendales, the group who gave a lot of happy women attending hen parties and the like, a great deal of naughty thrills. It struck me just how women can look at it (literally) and laugh whilst their male counterparts attending a strip club...
This short piece was prompted by the generous praise of a thoughtful reader of my story - 'TRACEY' - in the course of which he made an indirect reference to not only his personal preferences and fantasies but also the difficulties one can come across in trying to fulfil them. * Why is it that most women will either smile or snigger with obvious amusement o...
Through the smoky haze of the bar, a handsome man sat with two women, both on either side of him. Their husky voices whispering in his ears and their fingers lingering everywhere on his body. He was irresistible to them, a god in their eyes. His dark brown hair curled in waves around his finely lined jaw and his green eyes lulled women in with its dark gaze....
This is not a fiction story. This is about the events that happened to me one evening. It includes male and female sex. If you enjoy this please leave some comments, I have other stories, and ideas for some good fiction if, this is liked. A memorable of the best evening of my life yet. My name is Sabrina I've been dressing as a woman often, as long as I...
From where I was sitting, I had a glorious view of the park. There was something about a warm day and doing nothing that appealed to me. My sunglasses laid across my nose, shielding my eyes from the sun, and my black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, letting the warmth of the day slide across my shoulders. I was content. I had been reading on a bench for...