Don't call me Mistress! That's not my name, you damn fool! I am your Ebony Goddess! Shaking my head, I smacked my sub's hairy Black ass as I thrust my strap-on dildo deeper inside of him. Macho man Frantz Marchand groaned as I continued stretching his ass. Hmm. I love fucking men in the ass with my strap-on dildo. Especially men of African descent. Frantz Ma...
Melinda is at it again. This six-foot, blonde-haired, blue-eyed sex freak can't keep her strap on dildo to herself! So, what's a gal to do? Melinda hits the bar scene and goes looking for sex partners. It's hard for her to find a man who's willing to take it up the ass without being gay. Melinda also has a thing for black men, but most of them don't share he...
French-Canadian Pornstar Linda Saint-Pierre smiled to herself as she worked the strap-on dildo deep inside her boyfriend Hector Jean-Gerald's asshole. They were really going at it in their apartment near downtown Montreal, Quebec. The big and tall young Black man squealed like a little bitch as the sexy Quebec woman fucked him in the ass. The short, chubby b...
Doris Wilkinson, suburban dominatrix extraordinaire, smiled to herself as she whipped Jamal Louis-Pierre. The young Black man squealed as the bossy older White lady whipped and berated him, deep inside her basement in the town of Nepean, Ontario. How she loved that sound. The blonde-haired, big-bottomed, fifty-something White woman smiled at her latest submi...
Author's note: This story was co-written with another author called Vintage. *** A firework display goes off in the arena as Monday Night RAW begins in front of the live crowd. "Good evening everyone, I'm Good O'l JR, and beside me is my partner, Jerry "the King" Lawler, as tonight will be a RAW for the history books!" "You said it JR, can you believe i...
As Salam Alaikum, people. The name is Maimuna Ismail and I've got a wicked story to share with you folks today. I was born in the Puntland region of Somalia and moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, with my parents, Hodan and Ali Ismail, in the late 1980s. I grew up in the Capital, and consider myself as thoroughly a Canadian as anyone. Home is where the h...
We had a week before graduation and were damn festive about it. The weather teased us with hints of the coming summer. My friend Sarah called to tell me they were meeting over at Johnny's in a bit. I quickly ate dinner and told my parents where I'd be. As it was warm on I wore my favorite shorts and white sleeveless tee and Tevas. Less than ten minutes later...
Hey, there. My name is Lauren Brigham. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, porcelain-skinned and somewhat curvy. My hair is long, curly and blonde-white. My eyes are the lightest shade of emerald and my best features are my cute face and finely rounded, heart-shaped and decidedly large bottom. I live in the city of Plymouth, Massachusetts. I'm a somewhat f...
He was summoned, as per his job, up to room 936 in the hotel. Room 936 was occupied by an older woman. As the rumors went, she was independently wealthy and had decided to live in the hotel rather than own a house. Very little else was known about her, other than that she went out at odd hours of the night and was rarely seen during the daytime. Although he...
'Strap-on fucked'. . . the phrase alone sounds so depraved, but I found out that it doesn't have to be. Well, hell, maybe it is, but perhaps that's the fun of it! I came to this realization a few years after college, when I was dating Emma. She was short, with dirty blond hair, and a mischievous smile. She was not skinny, but not big either; she was sorta pe...