Third part of the "Smoking Mistress" series. Story can be read alone but is enhanced if parts 1 & 2 are read first. ***** Exhausted and defeated i fell into a troubled sleep, cuffed and blindfolded with my mistress, Christina's filthy panties. In my own apartment she had dominated me by way of suffocation and sexual torment. She had won what she had wanted...
Gazing at the faint sunlight trying to penetrate its way into the darkness of Kevin's flophouse through the stained shades covering every visible window, I had already accepted that Amber and I were going to miss class that day. I joined Amber on the couch after she'd passed out following being shot up with heroin and double-penetrated the previous afternoon...
A little about me, myself, and I. I have had many talks with people online, friends, family, and acquaintances about some of my many fetishes, and let me tell you there are a lot of them. I am hoping with this letter to truthfully tell a story of how an average guy developed some of his stronger fetishes. To start, I am an average guy, 6' tall, 210 pounds,...
Amber and I woke up in each other's arms the next morning. I kissed her on the forehead lightly and left a note on her bedside table. Although I would have loved to stay and make love to her again, with such a successful night before, I had no more supplies for day 2. Luckily I had my friends brother pick me up some 'harder' alcohol in case the softer stuf...
This is a story that I haven't told anyone... a night that changed my life forever. You think there's no such thing as vampires? Think again..... My name is Danielle, a 23 year old African-American female from Brooklyn. I would describe myself as a loner. I'm a hefty girl with a curvy figure and stand by 5'6. I have black shoulder length hair and brown eyes....
*Standard Disclaimer: This story deals with the fetish of smoking. If that's not your cup of tea please move on. Nothing you may say will change anyone's opinions about the topic. Some of us find attractive women who smoke to be utterly erotic. I am one of them. For those who enjoy my smoking tales, please indulge me as I indulge my other fetish in the way...
The light from the street lamps shone on the dark puddles on the damp pavement. A fine drizzle continued to fall, dampening Martin’s spectacles as he strode along the forbidding streets. It wasn’t really the night for a stroll. And this wasn’t a part of town where a man would be wandering for the sights or the restful ambience. But Martin was a man on a miss...
'I wasn't always like this,' it occurred to her as she sat naked, on the pool table in the dingy back room of the bar, the yellow light from the dangling overhead lamp gleaming in the eyes of the black men surrounding her. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed her bag lying on the pool table near to her, and thought, inside that bag is her license, her...
The name is Katrina Brown and I'm a big and beautiful young black woman living in the ghetto known as Dorchester, Massachusetts. I wake up and head to the shower. Dragging my fat black ass around the apartment buck-naked because I didn't wear anything to bed. No bra or panties. No nightgown or night shirt. Yes, I have actually said the words fat ass. Why? Si...
Though the characters in this story are real, the events are a work of fiction based on past events that are real. Enjoy! Lori and I had been together for three years, engaged for two of those. Then she left me and married another man 8 years her junior. I knew their marriage wouldn't last. First the age difference would be an issue. True love though, would...