Property of the RC Chapter 1 Emily Interferes with a Debt Dr Emily Koumides stepped out of the lift into a long apartment block corridor, she was beginning to regret coming here already, the apartment block was in a rough part of town, and walking through the building she felt more than a little self conscious, as music, shouts, rows, and moans seemed to...
I CHANGING TIMES You remember me, I'm Bill. When my second novel made a modest splash, I was appointed to the writing faculty of a prestigious eastern university. That was not the only life-changing development of the year: my sister Angela and I stopped living together. It seems that her black lover, Sol, had wangled a job on the training staff at her coll...
(There is some advantage in reading earlier chapters but you don't really need to if you want to just jump in here.) * I knew that my friend Janet was likely to be desperately in need of some serious sexual adventures. As you may have heard about her, she had been left alone by her husband for many months. We'd talked so many times about their lack of int...
Congratulations! You have reached the final chapter of my story. Difficult times foretold by Lydia finally arrive. DO NOT read this chapter unless you have read all the other chapters in order. It will only confuse you and you will not like yourself! Enjoy! Conclusion Monday morning, we returned to some normalcy with a jog before breakfast and then cere...
Mark's wife Leah was pretty. With her petite frame and round brown eyes, she was just what he wanted when they first met. But lately, she'd changed. Not just her figure, but her attitude too. Her personality. Since she'd been promoted to a job with longer hours, she didn't have as much time for herself. She'd slipped a little. And she didn't have time for...
My name is Scott and I'm 35. From the get go, I have to admit that I've got an addiction issue. I am addicted to feeling my cock shoot hot cum into a wet pussy. Not just any pussy, but a pussy that belongs to a mature married woman with a really hairy snatch. I've had lovers from their middle 30's to their middle 60's, professional women, housewives, all sor...
I wake up with a bit of nerves in my stomach as I get ready for church. It's been a few weeks since I visited last. I know how does a church going guy like me have a completely pornographic weekend and dare walk into church again? Well, that's a good question and the best answer I have for that is, maybe I need some God back in my life again. Maybe I need hi...
There are certain things in life no one should ever have to do without. For me, a big and throbbing, uncircumcised black cock deep inside my asshole happens to be that thing which I cannot do without. I need it the way some people need their morning coffee or the business section of the newspaper. I need it the way crystal meth addicts need their daily fix....
My name is Fadiha Al-Muhammad. I'm a young Somali woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Anyone looking at me sees a five-foot-eight, slightly chubby young Black woman with light brown skin and hazel eyes. I have a curvy body, wide hips and a big round butt. Don't let the hijab fool you, Somali women are beautiful AND passionate. A lot of p...
I have a little problem. Well, to be honest, it's more than just a little problem. Some might consider it to be a huge problem. I am addicted to prostitutes. I have been pretty much all of my adult life, since I first walked out of the front gate at Lackland Air Force Base in Texas and saw a pretty young girl sitting on the hood of a car in front of a ma...