Turkey Stories

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Quintrell & Boots

by Hornyman69WithU on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When I was in college, there was a gay man in his 50s who lived alone in the 2nd-floor apartment directly across the narrow courtyard from mine. Since our apartments were mirror images, his large living room and dining room windows faced mine, and neither of us usually closed the blinds, as we both had indoor plants hanging in the windows. His name was Quint...

Turkish Femdom for African Men

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Damn, Beren, is every woman from Turkey this bossy or is it just you?" said Jabir "Jay" Akwasi as he looked at me hauntingly. The six-foot-one, handsome biracial stud looked good enough to eat as he lay on the bed, his hands and feet bound by silken scarves, his golden brown body shining in my dimly lit bedroom. Jabir is so tall, muscular and strongly built...

Turkey Dinner

by HappySingle on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

After over twenty years of struggling with our marriage Cheryl and I got a divorce. That was 3 years ago. It was as amiable a divorce as you could imagine. The kids were gone, and with the empty house we looked at each other and said "Why are we still living together?" There weren't any infidelities involved, we just never should have gotten married in the f...

Turkish Princess For Somali Man

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I've been everywhere in this cold-ass country, and sometimes, I honestly wish my parents had kept their asses in Somaliland. In case you're wondering who this is, my name is Omar Muhumed, and I am a brother going through hell these days. The Yukon is definitely no place for a Black man, I'll tell you that much. I work for a logging company in Dawson City, on...

A Talbot's Thanksgiving

by charlessmythe on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

It was November twenty second, 1962 at the Talbot's home in a small norther eastern town in Texas. Margery Talbot set a traditional Thanksgiving table, a snow white table cloths, the good china and silver flat wear to eat turkey with giblet gravy, Glazed ham, mashed potatoes, carrots, Brussels sprouts, German potato salad, green beans with bacon, dinner roll...

Cocktapus

by brevdravis on Oct 27, 2020
Humor & Satire

"It's a gorgeous specimen, isn't it, Frank?" June spoke brightly, taking off her glasses and undoing her bun with a toss. Combined with the lab coat, she was certain that her boss would appreciate the obvious attention to detail that she'd taken on this, her most recent achievement. "I still... those don't look like tentacles." Frank argu...

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Remembering Christmas

by Butterfly Guy on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

In the morning I awoke to noises coming from the living room. There beside me is nothing but my wife's nightgown. It is Christmas morning and our 3 year old daughter is anxious to tear into her presents. As I stumble from the bedroom, I give my wife a nice passionate morning kiss as she prepares to start breakfast. It is a shame she is already dressed becaus...

The Desk

by KinkyDarkDesires on Jan 22, 2020
BDSM

Master, was at work. I never liked it. Being away from him for so long. Master; treats me very well. And I know; how much I mean to him. I know how much he loves me. But to see Master off to work; it always hurt. It means for the next nine hours, I wouldn't be able to take care of his very need. I wouldn't be able to serve Master, in every way. Master leave...

Baby's Got Blow

by SlutProblems on Dec 3, 2019
Group Sex

"Hey, baby!" Ranae called as Markos made his way toward her. She was wearing a short dress and carrying a gray coat with her. "Hi, love! Aren't you cold? Put on your jacket!" "No, I'm not cold at all. I'm sweating." "Are you alright?" "Yeah, I just bought some blow," she explained but Marko was confused. He had never heard of blow but he didn't want to s...

Arab Queen For Haitian King

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Standing in front of the mirror, I look at myself. A Black-haired, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed lady stares back at me. The name is Mona Al-Mokhtar, and I'm a lady with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, and have lived in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past eleven years. I am forty two years old,...