Deep in the pits a cry was heard. Fausta, the hermit-pontiff, watched from the perch above. Her latest subject was due for a daily observation; the pontiff had low hopes, but an observation was still to be made. In the pit - one of nine - was a gaelic woman, well built, with muscled thighs and a delightful pertness to her small breasts. She was of the nort...
The "Other Stuff" It was a full week before we talked about "the videos" night. I thought that Ann was just embarrassed, but Friday over dinner out and a few drinks, we discussed it. "So," I started "we haven't really talked about last weekend...It was pretty fucking hot!" "Well," Ann replied "I wanted you to think about it...Jack off about it...And you H...
The sun set on the horizon, throwing golden and red rays up across the sky. Rapunzel lay across her bed with her long, golden hair trailing across her shoulders and spread out across her head like the sun rays she was watching. The large, circular tower's main room was in darkness, the candles long extinguished as she watched the outside world, aching for ne...
Audrey was an Afro Caribbean woman, 26 years old, 5'10" tall with 46DD breasts and a medium frame. She was totally submissive with a particular fetish for anonymous sex. This is her story in all its glory. Peter and Gareth, were removal men, well that's not quite true they were brothers who earned extra cash with the large Mercedes walk through van. They th...
My name is Harry James Slider. I'm a young black man living in Boston, Massachusetts. These days, I attend Emerson State University. It's a big school in the Boston Area. Emerson State University has twenty thousand students and two campuses, Boston and Milton. They got a really good sports program. They offer Men's Intercollegiate Basketball, Baseball, Voll...
Episode 3: Oh Wendy! Once J was awake, he showered, ate breakfast and headed out the door to grab a cup of cappuccino. He decided to stop at the same coffee shop that he was in just two days prior. Two days before, J had met a beautiful, older, blond at that same coffee shop. She had approached J and introduced herself as Jane and the two were locked into...
This is a story about two people trying to escape a sadistic Human Sex Trafficker. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don't like this type of erotica please don't read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggesti...
I think it's true that opposites attract. How else would you explain some of the situations I get into and the people I am drawn to. Right now, I am having some truly wicked fun with my lover, Jim Saint Joseph. He's a six-foot-three, good-looking young Black man of Haitian descent I met at Carleton University in the city of Toronto, Province of Ontario. Jim...
In a recent story I told how cleaning Janice's windows for free changed delightfully my notions about making it with a mature woman. But perhaps was growing up just a little after she and I spent many happy times enjoying the thrill of sexercise. She was sixty when I first fucked her and I was only twenty. How come, having enjoyed several girlfriends I sudd...
Richelle walks down the path, live oaks shading her from above. The plantation house lies before her and the river behind. She passes the rows of live oaks, all 13 of them shading the walk as they have for more than four centuries. He said that he would meet her here, with a great surprise. She felt a little apprehension as she left the bus behind her on R...