I started in the participation journalism business because of my wife. Of course we started back before we were married. We met in college and quickly realized that we were soul mates. The fact that she was so easy on the eye certainly helped My wife is beautiful, long auburn hair, porcelain complexion. Fabulous legs and great tits. I won't lie, her looks op...
All of the characters in this work of fiction are above the age of 18. This chapter contains, in no particular order, elements of lesbian sex, group sex, gay male sex, pegging and bondage. Previously, in this series, a young woman was violently raped by six men on her wedding night after one of those men killed her husband in front of her. The men took t...
Happily I slid my eight-inch strap-on dildo into Saul Jean-Pierre's tight asshole. The big and tall young Black man groaned as I penetrated him. Lying on his back completely naked on my big bed, he took it like a bitch. Bound legs hanging in the air and eyes filled with lust and shock. His hands are also bound for good effect. I wonder if he knew what he was...
Would you? This question is being asked because, a week ago, we received a message on Facebook saying we should check our email for instructions because our lives were about to change. Normally, I simply dismiss random messages, like this, from an online person who I don't know, but the name that showed up was Mistress Trudy. It's the same name my wife use...
Prologue Three years have passed since the memorable and fateful Calindra's Wedding. For Aeriella getting pregnant was the most important part, she was not the only one though, Calindra, a young drow and newly appointed priestess of Sune, the goddess of love, had been impregnated as well. An angel named Sandalphon was the father of Aeriella's children and V...
I would appreciate if readers would rate and comment on this chapter. ***** Lillie and I had had a wonderful time, and I was enthusiastic about what a great pupil of perversion she had turned out to be. After Jason served us our breakfast, Lillie and I had our cigars on the patio and, afterward, she got ready to leave. She had a wicked glimmer in her eyes,...
A week ago Lisa had hung me from a hook and more or less savaged me, leaving bruises, hickies, bite and lash marks all over my torso, and my muscles fatigued and sore. The third day after, while I was trying to find a position in bed that wasn't painful, she came in naked, with sad eyes. She pulled the covers back and looked at my marked body. The bruises we...
The root of all problems in the Black community isn't the White man. Black people have got to stop playing victim and accept responsibility for their actions. My name is Christina Xavier. A tall young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I hold a Journalism degree from the University of Toronto, and presently, I'm doing an investiga...
A lot of Black guys have this image thing where they act tough and talk even tougher. For a lot of them, it's their way of dealing with a world that's hostile to them. As a Black woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario, I can definitely relate. Canada isn't always friendly to minorities, especially those of us who happen to be of African descent. I was...
"I'm Antoine Dorsainvil, and I don't give a fuck if you got a problem with brothers into pegging and Black female domination, I like what I like, and if you hassle me about it, I will whoop your ass," said the big and tall, burly young Haitian man. The brother stood there, angry-faced, loudly addressing some haters. They'd crossed the line as far as Antoine...