When I was in college, I fell hard for this dominant black girl named Tanya. She was one of those angry black girls who actually intimidated me at first, and once I got to know her, she still intimidated me, but she also began to turn me on as well. I couldn't even be in the same room with her without getting a hard on. She was nothing like the girls I had g...
Los Angeles, California. It's where we used to make movies. Through all the powdered glitz and pretentious glamour lies a smoldering relic of a bygone era. An era of entertainment, sun, palm trees, and success. It now is a shadow of its former self, overrun by high taxes, rampant homelessness, and drug problems from Downtown to Venice Beach. But in this sto...
Chapter 7: "Repercussions" "SMACK!" "RRGH!!" "SMACK!" "MRRGLFM!" "SMACK!" "CRFFT!" "Heh, whatsa matter whiteboy?" Donk chuckled as he stood behind Todd and alternated slapping the left and right side of the bound quarterback's face with his flaccid 20-inch dick, "doncha like big black dick as much as yo girl over there?! I thought ALL white bitches lo...
Copyright © 2005. All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Writer's Note: It's time for Canadagander to make a public disclosure, to come out of the writer's den, so to speak. 'Gander is not a real person....
Salutations, sluts, bitches and pigs. This is Mistress Yasmina Hussein, a happily divorced Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I've been dabbling in the realm of BDSM for a while and I've gotten quite good at it. What can I say? I like to dominate both men and women, especially people of color. Black on Black BDSM and Kink are suprem...
(Thank you to everyone who encouraged me to write more. Picking up where we left off.) *** I raised my palm to Andi's lips, holding his cum, urging him to lap it up. My other hand went behind his head, rubbing his neck, stroking his hair. Helen sat up, next to him, whispered in his ear, "do it, honey, drink it all up." There was a sudden silence in the ai...
Contains: hypermess, hyperstink ____ DONG! DONG! DONG! The church bell signaled that it was 3 PM in the quaint suburban neighborhood of Fouler Hill. Cars rolled along steadily in the streets, a dog or two here and there poking their heads out of the windows. An old couple crossed the street where a school bus stopped to release some children, who raced each...
Late the next afternoon, Tony met with Barely to set things up for that evening's session at Crazy's place. "You know," Barely said, "I came across something last night when I was editing the tapes." "What was that?" Tony asked. "It's best I show you, then you tell me if you want it back in. It was me, I'd keep it out. I just don't feel comfortable with...
I'm just sitting around, painting my toenails, and thinking how blessed I am to have been born a sissy. Of course, it wasn't always that way – I wasted so much of my life trying to fight my reality. It wasn't until I went through puberty and I saw that I was not developing physically like the other guys my age that it really began to concern me. I saw them,...
You're invited to Dublin, Ireland with 10 other lads from your village. It's planned as a weekend of copious quantities of drink (Guinness), fast food (beef burgers and chips) and cultural interest (Girls). You fly from Southampton and costs are kept to a minimum. Aiden, The only Irish born lad in the group fails to show – selfishly this is good news, as unl...