Sue Storm-Richards was feeling unappreciated, and this was nothing new. She was prepared to accept the challenges of her life as the Invisible Woman, member of the Fantastic Four, CEO of a major corporation, mother, and wife. But at least as a wife, she thought she had the right to expect some special attention from her loving husband from time to time. Unfo...
"I know," my wife Casey said softly as her hands caressed my naked body beneath the covers of our king sized bed. "You know what?" I asked. I didn't know what game we were playing but I was ready to fuck. "I know what you look at on the computer and what you fantasize about," she answered softly. Her hand had found my hard cock and she squeezed it tight...
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...
Would you? This question is being asked because, a week ago, we received a message on Facebook saying we should check our email for instructions because our lives were about to change. Normally, I simply dismiss random messages, like this, from an online person who I don't know, but the name that showed up was Mistress Trudy. It's the same name my wife use...
First, I apologize for taking so long to finish this tale. Then I want to warn you that all participants are committing adultery and infidelity. The story contains BDSM, homosexuality, bisexuality, pegging, and group sex. If you find any of that offensive or unacceptable, please find another story to read. If you have not read the first two chapters (or hav...
I would appreciate if readers would rate and comment on this chapter. ***** Lillie and I had had a wonderful time, and I was enthusiastic about what a great pupil of perversion she had turned out to be. After Jason served us our breakfast, Lillie and I had our cigars on the patio and, afterward, she got ready to leave. She had a wicked glimmer in her eyes,...
Lisa had bought a feeldoe dildo, and loved it so much she wanted to use it every night. On me. By various means I managed to get roughly every other day off. I won't explain all methods I used, but she already busted me on pretending to be too sore to sit down. She would insist that I lay on my stomach, so we could both be on the couch to watch the 4K tv. I...
A week ago Lisa had hung me from a hook and more or less savaged me, leaving bruises, hickies, bite and lash marks all over my torso, and my muscles fatigued and sore. The third day after, while I was trying to find a position in bed that wasn't painful, she came in naked, with sad eyes. She pulled the covers back and looked at my marked body. The bruises we...
As the light rail car came to a halt and the doors opened, Alvin Kotzwinkle turned up the collar on his top coat and pulled it tighter around him. The blast of winter air was bitter, almost as bitter as his resentment. He'd been at work the day before, slaving away over the charts and tables at his uncle's accounting firm when the phone rang. "Kotzwinkle."...
The root of all problems in the Black community isn't the White man. Black people have got to stop playing victim and accept responsibility for their actions. My name is Christina Xavier. A tall young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I hold a Journalism degree from the University of Toronto, and presently, I'm doing an investiga...