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Karaoke Idol Ch. 02

by tristantrotsky on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

2: Reality Tv Wannabe This is my story. These are my exclusive true confessions. You've been reading the gossip in the red-top tabloids. You've watched me on TV. Now at last, I'm breaking my silence. These are my full, frank, and fearless real-life revelations of how it all began. You know that thing the oldsters used to say about 'all fur coat and no kn...

Make Me Your Bitch!

by cadeauxxx on Sep 25, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California Bright glares from the fluorescent lights created an illuminated view of the room. Fans were spinning over to the left side of the room while the weights and fitness cycles were in use....

The Hijab Hunter

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

What's up, player? My name is Stephen. The Hijab Hunter. That's all I can tell you and as you read this story, you'll come to know why. I live in the Province of Ontario, Canada. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent who led a pretty mundane life...until I became aware of a certain change deep within myself. My parents are staunch Catholics but I am a fir...

Tiger Woods Discovers Black Women

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Golfing Legend Tiger Woods smiled to himself as he watched Tennis Superstar Serena Williams undress. Hot damn, she was beautiful. The tall, athletic but curvy, dark-skinned Black woman looked simply irresistible in the nude. With her big round breasts, solid Black body and big round and shiny Black ass, she was all that and then some. A Black goddess from an...

Esther the Haitian Dominatrix

by Samuelx on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Oscar Stephen, ou se neg madichon, mwen pral pise sou wou," my girlfriend Esther said, hands on her hips, as she stood over me, stark naked and legs spread. Lying on the bed, my hands and feet bound with silken scarves, I was all but helpless as the sexy Haitian diva had her way with me. In case you're wondering, the lovely lady just warned me that she was...

Dia Zerva Strapons Brian Pumper

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

My name is Dia Zerva, and I'm a semi-retired Porn Star, former U.S. Marine and professional dominatrix. I'm just your average, blonde-haired and blue-eyed, all-American gal, with a twist. These days, I shoot a lot of female on male ( and occasionally female on female ) domination and female on female wrestling scenes. I think it's one of the reasons why my p...

Wendy The Haitian Dominatrix

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The levels of wickedness I am discovering within myself nowadays astound even me, and that's really saying something. My name is Wendy Stephania Polydor, a 29-year-old Haitian woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I've lived here for some time, having moved there from my hometown of Jacmel, southern Haiti, in the 1990s. These days, life is alri...

White Bull Cock 4 Black Couple

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Black people need to stop blaming the White man for their problems, I thought to myself as I slammed my dick into Tyrone Lincoln's ass. The Black dude squealed as I rammed my thick White cock up his ass, and I smacked him and told him to shut the fuck up. As I fucked Tyrone, I winked at his girlfriend Sholonda Wayne who watched the scene, her fingers deep in...

The Mind of a Wayne Head Ch. 01

by nofilter_davira on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Driving to my first day of college I pull out my Diamond picturesque Bic lighter and spark my blunt filled with Mr. Nice Guy Kush. I'm anxiously nervous for my arrival to the University of Houston. Will I like my classes? What will the workload be like? Will I meet my future husband here? So many thoughts drive my mind as I drive this car toward my next jour...

Laundry Day

by nust8ofmind on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

The hum from the washing machines was a chorus of white noise drowning out the street sounds, the wail of sirens in the distance, the crazy-looking homeless man shouting profanities two doors up the sidewalk and the god-awful street rapper free-styling just outside the door of the 50 Cent Washeteria. It's not that John didn't like some hip-hop, but this gu...