Salutations, sluts, bitches and pigs. This is Mistress Yasmina Hussein, a happily divorced Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I've been dabbling in the realm of BDSM for a while and I've gotten quite good at it. What can I say? I like to dominate both men and women, especially people of color. Black on Black BDSM and Kink are suprem...
During the symposium the next day I was distracted by thoughts of Joan. I kept revisiting how exciting it was to have this strange, naked woman on my bed, how silky her pussy felt around my condom covered erection, the excitement of her quivering orgasms, the high when I came, the low of post ejaculation and the satisfaction of lying beside her for that shor...
This story is fictional. WARNING: If you are offended by pornography, cuckolding, wife sharing or non forced prostitution, please DO NOT read. If you enjoy this lifestyle, feel free to read on or contact the author. ***** Starfire Mayo 2017. Diary Entry: 10.1.2017 - Patrick's Visit Bambi is such a sexy dirty slut of a wife. Her lovely brown body is sim...
Officially, we don't exist. That's what conventional wisdom tells us. If you were to type the words "Black Cuckolds" on Google, all you'd get are references to the standard-issue Cuckolding, which typically involves a big Black guy fucking a White woman while her husband or boyfriend, also White, watches. Nothing wrong with that if that's what moves you. My...
Authors Note: I think it was Andre who suggested this chapter to me, and I think he was jealous of all the attention his brother was getting. Sometimes younger siblings learn the most about life by being able to observe their older sisters and brothers. I know in my own family the thoughts of my youngest have been greatly influenced by his older sister and...
The curly-headed, pretty little blonde girl clutched her mother's warm hand as they made their way into the small church. At the tender young age of six, Miriam Posey was the perfect picture of a bright-eyed young lady, eager to learn about the vast new world all around her. The little girl and her mother sat at the front of the church like they religiously...
'Good morning everyone and thank you for coming today,' Dr Woodburn's voice boomed out over the speakers to the room. 'Our presentation will be beginning soon, so please, if you haven't already, find a seat.' I stood waiting in the side room, listening to the room full of students bustle about as they found a seat. Dr Woodburn had worked with the dairy f...
Aditi pulled out of the driveway. When she did, she swore she had driven over another bull-frog, and bit her tongue. Bull-frogs are becoming a nuisance this time of year. So much so, she has stopped allowing her children play outside. Leaping bull-frogs everywhere. She taught her three-yr. old son, Ayan, to say 'Bull-frog', just yesterday. 'Boo- fog' he...
Tossing and turning in bed, the blue-skinned Maliri girl whimpered as she suffered through a terrifying nightmare, one of her more frequently visited horrors from a broad and grotesque catalogue. She was standing legs parted and arms upraised, shackled to the floor by her ankles, and to the ceiling by her wrists. Stripped entirely bare, she was exposed and...
Hello everyone. I hope you read chapter one and enjoyed it. This story is a continuation of the Shadows of Resentment series. Thank you for the feedback on chapter one. In this chapter Darius enlists and goes through basic training. Just to let you know I am no expert on anything military, so I read a little and wrote the story based on my interpretation o...