Summary: Husband is pegged by sister-in-law with wife's permission Note 1: Thanks to Robert, goamz86 and Wayne for editing. Exploring Sexuality: A Pegging I was almost in the city when my cell rang. I glanced at it and saw it was my sister-in-law Sabrina. I sighed. I loved Sabrina, but since her divorce she had been as exciting as a Nicholas Sparks mov...
Danielle Wellington Lalonde here. A five-foot-eleven, short-haired and green-eyed, light-skinned Black woman of Jamaican and Irish descent living in the City of Toronto, Canadian Province of Ontario. I was born in the City of Galway, Republic of Ireland, on the first day of May of 1957. My father Liam Wellington was White and my mother Deirdre Jackson was Bl...
"The American oligarchy spares no pains in promoting the belief that it does not exist. But the success of its disappearing act depends on equally strenuous efforts on the part of an American public anxious to believe in egalitarian fictions, and unwilling to see what is hidden in plain sight." ― Michael Lind Numbers Guys: definition: "Teetering on the pr...
I swear, if you wear the Hijab on your damn head, you should get ready to have bozos make all kinds of assumptions about you based on that simple fact. Trust me, I would know. It's something I've dealt with my entire life. Such is the fate of observant Muslim ladies living in Western society. My name is Yasmin Rahman, and I'm a young woman living in the City...
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...
Summary: Jasmine responds to the most frequent questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Wayne, and Robert for editing this essay. This isn't really a sequel, although it's a second part, as it addresses questions I didn't answer in 2017's Twenty Questions. 21 More Questions After 2017's 20 Questions, I received many more questions. I have n...
Jonah could not remember a time when he was more nervous. Per his habit, he showed up far too early at the Cheesecake Factory, and was waiting at a table. For her. For the woman he had been chatting with online and exposing some of his deepest, most embarrassing fantasies to. The woman who wanted to meet him in person. The Domme who he wanted so badly....
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,...
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...