My name is Jasmine O'Connell Amadou. I'm a six-foot-tall, light-skinned young Black woman living in the town of Randolph, Massachusetts. My father Richard Jones is originally from the town of Montego Bay in the island of Jamaica and my mother Crystal O'Connell is a Boston-based Irishwoman. I've lived in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, my whole life. I g...
She arched as she felt the warmth of his breath over her face, lifting it to the touch she knew was there. The sound of his laughter rushed over her as she felt his fingers on her face running into her hair, the other hand keeping her eyes closed as his mouth touched hers. Her mouth opening on a moan taking his tongue into her, sucking on it, feeling his fin...
This is the first of hopefully many stories to come. This one may be a bit boring and lacking the hardcore fucking and sucking so many of you are used to. I feel the need to tell it because it will give some background to the rest of my stories. For the most part I will send them in chronologically from my younger days to present day as a undercover crossdre...
As the morning of fourteenth day arrived, I cowered at Blanche's feet and kissed them again and again. In just two weeks the women had seized the element of my submissive nature and trained and broken my will completely. I was on the point of begging Blanche to allow me to see the noose again; I would rather have been despatched than go back to Cherie, her m...
V is sitting on the couch, with both of us in front of her, as she alternates sucking us both. V gets a wicked smile on her face and tells us to hold on. She reaches over and digs around in her purse, returning with... A tape measure? "I want to know if it's as big as you say it is." V purrs, as she reaches out toward Ty. "Sure, but don't you want to meas...
Melanie dropped Mart off at the junction with Ackerman Street and ordered him to go straight to her flat he did so and entered covertly by the rear door. He eagerly stripped and was attired by his mistress, who spent an eternity posing with him, carefully choosing various outfits. Mart looked up at her from his knees, leashed and ready to indulge Melanie in...
THIS IS A CUCKOLD FETISH STORY. DO NOT READ FURTHER IF CUCKOLD STORIES OFFEND YOU. I came back home from my business trip on the day of my 39th birthday and was greeted by my wife, Jaden, at the door dressed in very sexy lingerie. She was in a red garter slip with sheer black stockings with back seams. She wore red stiletto shoes. Her long blond hair was do...
A few weeks after I turned 37, I was at a weed party in a rural part of southern Indiana. I was the only non-white person there. The party got busted and but I didn't worry about it. I had been arrested for weed three times before, all in Louisville, and each time got just a fine and probation. And since hubby is rich and I'll never have to work again, that'...
I really only write these for my wife. She calls me naughty and silly for the storyline but I don't mind because it usually gets her hotter than she would care to admit. Bonnie and Henry had made the out of town trip to her cousins wedding. The service was in a small historic chapel in the downtown area. The number of invited guest were kept to a minimum du...
A cold breeze swirls through the fading darkness and I shiver as I huddle around my travel mug of coffee and brood silently. This is ridiculous, I think. I'm eighteen years old. I should be allowed to drive myself to school. But no, Mom and Dad don't want to pay for the extra car insurance so I'm forced to schlep back and forth on the big yellow monster like...