In mortal life, once upon a time, Kadini was a fearsome warrior. One who served at the pleasure of Shaka, King of the Zulus, and the last ruler of the magnificent realm of pre-colonial Southern Africa. Kadini the Zulu warrior personally killed over a hundred white men when they came to pillage, rape and plunder his homeland. The Zulu warrior had sworn an oat...
"Wendy, my dear, I want to be dominated by you," Samuel said, and the big and tall young black man looked at the tall, slender, blonde-haired, forty-something Caucasian female who'd been his friend and co-worker since he began working as a security guard at the Walmart in the west end of Ottawa, Ontario. They'd known each other for a year and become very clo...
My best friend Joy and I had this game, 'you do mine and I'll do yours.' Since we had discovered that most men harboured the secret fantasy of having two women at once, we had enjoyed gifting this special treat on about half a dozen of the men in our lives. It had all begun during a three day holiday in Las Vegas. Joy was not really into the guy she was seei...
On my first trip to New York City--to visit a college buddy whose home was there--I was having trouble hailing a cab. Everybody else just barked, jumped in front of the cab, and hopped in while I stood there trying to politely flag a taxi, dumbfounded. That's the way you get a cab down South where I'm from. I finally jumped in the back of a taxi a split se...
"Give me that sweet Haitian booty of yours," Lady Kia whispered into Samuel's ear as she bucked her hips, thrusting the strap-on dildo deep into his tight ass. The big and tall Haitian stud groaned sharply, and gritted his teeth. Lady Kia could tell that he was trying not to scream, and to really shine him on, she grabbed his dick and balls and gave them a f...
The secret lives of women never cease to boggle our collective imaginations, especially when dealing with the fierce, beautiful, embattled and triumphant Black American female. The heroine of our tale, Josephine Montagnard, is the living example of a study in contradictions. She was born in the City of Hampton, Georgia, to middle-class African-American paren...
Letter from the Author: This is a story about an older promiscuous woman who loves sex and is not ashamed of it. She knowingly commits adultery and likes to be dominated and even humiliated. If you have any moral issues with this, please go read another story. These events take place ten years before chapter 7. Addison hurriedly unlocked the door and rushe...
It started innocently enough - as stories of serendipitous sex often do - and I must confess to not having any idea that the day would turn out as it did - but perhaps I should fill you in a little before launching off on to my adventure with the Southern Belle. As hot and steamy is the South is, things are much more prim and proper than one might expect -...
A World of Womencraft story Malala woke up before her harem with the sudden urge to urinate. She had learned the trick to early rising from some friendly humes of the Southern Tribes. There were too many different subcultures among the humes of the Infinite Plains to correctly identify each one, so the entire collective was simply called the Southern Tribes...
You will no doubt notice that certain words are intentionally left in lower case. It's for the same reason that Hannibal Lecter ate his victims; to show my contempt for them.* * Oh, religion. What a tangled web if there ever was one. I was born in the heart of the old South, where hellfire and brimstone preachers were as common as 57 T-birds and Sunday chi...