There was still a great deal of confusion left inside of me. Those who can relate to the events leading up to this point believe that I should have simply fled, like the other 4 white husbands. Others think I should have stood up to him. But, I could never do that. I knew this now. My intense fear of the young, black stud and the desperate sliver of hope t...
Guinevere's Story Arthur, the bane of my life. If it wasn't for the castle, his riches, and the fact he is easier to walk over than a bearskin rug... I'd have run over the draw bridge long ago. He moans, complains, and whines like a cat stuck in the rain. His days are spent moping around the royal quarters looking like someone has just slaughtered his dog....
Below is an interview I had with beautiful Chinese lady who I had no idea was a slut for black men. She doesn't want to talk about it publicly as she lives in a conservative Asian society in South East Asia. For the sake of the story I shall call her Vanessa (this is not her real name). Some aspects of the story have been embellished while remaining true to...
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First off, I would like to apologize it has taken me almost two years to post the third chapter. I'm working on chapter four and plan to finish it soon. * The rest of Chase's trip was pretty uneventful as he was in a hurry to finally get to California and see his mother and sister. He drove all day and half into the night before finally arriving at his mot...
It was Saturday morning. Jennifer knocked on the door of the bedroom where her kid sister, Chelsea, had spent the night with their friend, Scoot. Since they had all seen each other naked and fucking the night before, Jennifer felt no great need for privacy and she opened the unlocked bedroom door. Scoot was taking up two-thirds of the sofa-bed with Chelsea...
Today hasn't really been my day. Okay, so maybe this whole week hasn't been on my side at all. I've been ambushed, beaten, bound and shackled, drugged so I can't use my magic, and sent to who knows where. Maybe the captain knew, but he probably died with the rest of the ship as it sank in the storm this morning. Hell, the only good thing that has happened t...
Lindsey was sitting on the edge of a fishing pier at two in the morning, bawling her eyes out. She had caught her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend and her best friend's husband. Lindsey had passed out drunk, only to wake up and stumble upon Mike, with his head buried in Jen's pussy, and Bill plowing into him from behind. Assholes. All three of...
Nicolette looked up at the darkening sky. It never failed. Every time she even thought about gardening this spring, it rained. It was already late in the season for planting. She barely had anything in. The weather was not going to chase her inside this time, rain or shine, she was going to get these herbs planted. She angrily jammed the spade down into th...
Detective Samuel Spade strode into the large living filled with a white Victorian curtains hanging majestically over the window seats, two large couches book-ending the room and then a red blood stain and black outline of a corpse on the white virgin carpet. The police had followed their leads now he was following his own. This was unlike any case he had eve...