Dear Paul, I wanted to write you to catch you up on my latest adventures. I know you're always eager for details, and I have some for this month I which I think you will enjoy reading about. Be sure and get somewhere private when you read this because you are going to be hot under the collar (among other places) with what I have to write! Only a few close...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. The phone rang, once, twice, three times and then I heard James voice from the other end....
The man I fell in love with is a six-foot-three, good-looking and solidly built black man named George Constantine. He is smart, funny and sexy. He holds a degree in Criminal Justice from Northeastern University and a law degree from Suffolk University Law School. This fine black gentleman is quite successful and currently works as an Assistant District Atto...
Leifi Plomeros- multiförmågan, entreprenören,affärsmannen,djurvännen och filantropen Börja morgonen med att skrika ut "Tarja! vad fan funkar sig inte telefonen? Nu kan jag ju inte ringa till någon måste ju beställa sig narki och sinnpaj!" arg och besviken muttrade Leifi något om att han nu var tvungen att gå ut till stan på för att fixa sig sina är...
They pulled through the entrance of Mark Twain National Forest, the big wooden sign welcoming them to one of the the Show Me State’s premiere woodland recreational sites. Lisa sat in the front seat next to her black lover, Derek, her long red hair tied in a pony tail. “Where we going?” Jamel said from the back seat. “We’re going to the trailhead,” Derek...
A young grad student takes a photography job for a mysterious club and quickly finds himself trapped in the gray areas between love, lust, fantasy, and reality. --- "From timber so crooked as that from which man is carved, nothing entirely straight can be made." Immanuel Kant --- 1 The newspaper strewn out in front of me, I sat down with a bowl of ce...
This is the first of four fictional stories inspired by my beautiful exhibitionist sister Kristy. These are exactly the kinds of adventures she may have had in real life. No sex in this story, that comes later. *** Kristy Spencer didn't really understand why it was so important to her Aunt Shari that she pledge the Epsilon Nu Gamma Sorority. Aunt Shari tol...
Bonnie was bored. Actually, Bonnie was beyond bored. She was ready to scream and start breaking things just to have something to do. The house was clean, the laundry was done, folded and put away. That night's dinner was even done, or at least in the crock pot cooking. It was only ten in the morning and all she had to look forward too until jack got home was...
Disclaimer: This story contains adult content and must not be viewed if you are not 18 years of age or older. The story features a theme of interracial sex between a Hotwife, and her black lover. If you find this theme offensive please read no further. This is true story about me, Pam a longtime elementary school teacher. I am a happily married 45 year o...
Chapter 2: Welcome to the jungle All characters are adults I knocked on the door. "Come in!" An unseen voice erupted from inside the home. I opened the door, stepped inside, and let my eyes adjust to the dark. I heard grunting and other noises but couldn't see anyone till the light revealed Sandy on the sofa with Gaynelle's boyfriend fucking her from...