After he left the pub with the ladies from the meet, he was sat in the middle of the back seat of Elaine Hardwicke's car, hemmed in by the blonde and brunette doms. They teased him with stories about riding crops, crucifixes and ritual castrations; this only served to make his erection all the harder. He caught Elaine's eyes looking at him in the mirror, an...
It had been a long day. He had finally closed his latest deal at work and he was looking forward to a relaxing weekend. The light was just beginning to fade as he began his drive home. Nearing his house he passed by a large group of stables, the same stables he passed everyday. Today was no different; the horses were being lead into their stalls for the nigh...
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...
Hello, there. Samuel Xavier here. America's favorite big and tall, openly bisexual Black male Graduate Student and erotic fiction writer. These are my last days in the United States of America. Soon I'll be heading to the Republic of Canada, possibly forever. Yeah, I'll have to leave my beloved Brockton forever. Anyhow, if I'm going out then I'm going out wi...
Something I've always thought was funny, and for me personally, a little sad, is that quite a few people don't believe there's any such thing as a bisexual man, even though they accept that there are bisexual women. What I mean, is that you're either straight, or you're a woman in a man's body, which they don't say about women who like both eating pussy and...
"What the fuck do you want, white boy?" he asked as I opened the door. Then he smiled at me and I let him in. "You want me to thug on your ass again?" I remembered how his powerful black muscles gripped me like steel bands and the pain he inflicted on my body the last time he was here. "I have something else in mind," I said. Please come in! I closed the...
Hey, there. My name is Gregory Jean-Pierre. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I'm twenty three years old and moved to Canada five years ago. These days, I attend Carleton University. It's where I met Madeline Franks, the love of my life. Life is okay these days, for the most part. I work as Assistant Mana...
Jean and her cuck really cherished the days and even weeks after she returned, her vagina filled with another man's love juices. Lovey dovey describes their interaction, holding hands, taking walks, romantic dinners, flowers and chocolate, favorite meals, sideway smiles at each other, and lots of touching and kissing. Behind closed doors however they were li...
Later, though, I studied the magazine closely. The pictures of curvy, mature women were fantastic, but what interested me even more was a long, illustrated and informative article on all kinds of fetishes: anal sex, BDSM, face-sitting, long fingernails, female domination, fisting, latex, leather, mature women and young men, fancy shoes and boots, smoking, st...
"You're inability to keep your legs shut could compromise our mission." Zero reprimanded after leading Vik into a clearing in the woods a safe distance from their camp, where they left Blake snoozing. Vik was shocked that her calm and cool Captain would make such a heated and vulgar accusation about her sex life. She was shocked he would speak of sex at all...