Right now, I'm shoving a strap-on dildo deep inside my co-worker Mitchell Romulus tight ass, and the chubby white dude is moaning like a little bitch. I told him that if Mitt Romney won the United States Presidential Election in November 2012 I would let him fuck me in the ass. However, if my candidate, U.S President Barack Obama, won, I'd fuck HIM in the as...
[This is merely character development for what will progress into a romance story. If you're looking for immediate sexual content, this is not the story for you.] As his fingers strummed the last chord of his encore, the uproar of females' satisfied screams flooded Jake's ears. The stage lights went off and he quickly grasped his amplifier chord with his sw...
The anticipation had been building over a period of six months, which I suppose is the norm when you embark on an online relationship. Web cams also make it easier to connect with people and if that certain person pisses you off you can just shut down computer, or block and delete them, you can't do that in real life can you? I had never met a guy who could...
The Interview (And An Introduction To Dallas) Beautiful, glorious morning greeted Dallas as he awakened from sleep. He took immense pleasure in stretching his arms and legs, and then smiled, knowing the greater pleasure that was soon to follow. Dallas looked down to find, of course, the familiar 8-inch monolith that rose from his sheets. He whispered a qui...
"Listen up, you country bumpkin, we are going to confiscate your weapons and secure the area, we've got our orders, now, do as you're told or else," Sergeant Cameron Steller said brusquely to the six-foot-tall, plump, short-haired African-American woman who stood before him. The gal looked like she had someday to say, and there was nothing the Sarge would en...
Chapter 1: Paris I fell asleep that night in my own bed, but awoke in the wee hours somewhere else, a world away. A five-star hotel, in some exotic city, perhaps New York, Munich, Hong Kong? No, it was Paris, a city I know well. The French doors were ajar revealing through the gossamer draperies a balcony, and beyond it La Tour Eiffel, lit golden in the nig...
She was lying across the bed naked. Jack leaned back in his chair. When he spoke, his voice was low and assured. "Touch your pussy," he said. "Gently. Hardly touching at all." She obeyed instantly and he smiled to himself. There was something so perversely addictive about finding girls like Kat. They were young, eager, desperate for experience and with few...
She came to the room alone. It was dark, musty, and dank. An almost fetid odor mixed with the dust. She stood in the doorway unsure what to do. Her eyes struggled as it became accustomed to the darkness until finally she felt confident enough to walk in. She went straight to the bed. The covers were straight and tidy, but the scent of lavender that had a...
Her instructions were explicit and very clear. No deviation or excuse would be tolerated. The door would open precisely at midnight, then closed again at 12:01am. If she was not presenting herself within that time-frame, entrance would not be allowed. Furthermore, the Dominant/submissive relationship they had developed would be terminated at the same time. T...
Guys, I have a problem. I have a thing for older White ladies with big butts. I don't remember exactly when I realized this, but it thoroughly creeps me out. What kind of pervert lusts after someone's grandma? Try as I might, I couldn't get rid of these forbidden sexual feelings. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Sylvester Saint-Mathieu. I wa...