It had been three weeks since my wife's greatest sexual experience, when five different Black guys fed her cocks the size of which she never thought possible or that she would have the capability to accept such weapons inside her. We had enjoyed many nights since the event, watching the video I shot of my cheating slut wife worshipping the black cocks. Brand...
This is a story of a woman giving up control of her body to a group of men who spend the night using her body as they wish, much to her pleasure. Amy rested up for a couple of days while thinking of how best to approach the guys from the garage. She recalled overhearing them discussing what a bitch she was and how they really hoped she wouldn't return to th...
This story is fiction. It includes interracial, group, rough, lesbian sex. The main character is sexually used and abused much to her own enjoyment. If you don't like this kind of story, you may want to consider reading a romance novel. * Bobbie didn't see John for the next few days. She eventually found herself missing his cock and found herself ringing h...
Chapter 2: Party Continues Motown music continued to play softly in a living room in the mostly black Cleveland suburb. The exclusive little midsummer party had been going on for about a half-hour and was getting more relaxed and boisterous. It was a hot, sweaty, muggy August day. Partygoers came and went. They were still mostly the half-dozen black men an...
Elliot had been here before many times over the past year. She had come here to hang with her little group of friends and of course to see JD, who she had been into from the beginning, but only a couple of times she came here specifically looking for Carla. There had always been a connection between her and JD, Turk was easy to get along with, but Carla was...
I balanced over J's foot long cock, wishing he would just let me sink onto him and ride his cock like I wanted, but he kept a tight grip on my tender thighs so that I couldn't. I moaned low in my throat as the plum sized dark head of his cock reached the wet, swollen lips of my pussy. "I need that cock in me, I need that black cock, please just fuck me!" I b...
Prologue: I am a slave, a real-time, trained, Owned slave. These stories are based on real life experiences that I have had, although names and places have of course been changed. The Mr. O in the stories is my Owner, my Master. He is my world and because of him, I can truly live. As an author’s note, let me say that written erotica flows better without the...
When Maggie went into her house, she took a shower and then fell into bed and slept the rest of the day. When she got up, it was evening and she grabbed some leftovers from her refrigerator and a glass of wine. As she ate, she replayed the time she spent with the two young black men at their apartment. "What in the hell was she thinking," she thought to hers...
I finally stopped my pursuit of Phoenix settling in at the desk. I grabbed a smoke and began preparing some lines. Phoenix walked up behind me putting her hands on my shoulders. "Back off Bitch you wouldn't kiss me." covering the coke with my hands. "Oh yeah how about I kiss your pussy?" As she quickly spun the chair around and nestled between my legs. Sh...
Andrea was fuming. "Absolutely fucking not." "Come on babe," whined Brad. "This hand is a shoe-in I'm telling you." Andrea looked passed Brad to the poker table behind him. The brute he was up against was leaned across the table looking at Brad's cards while his lackeys, the others that Brad had been losing money to all night watched and laughed soundlessl...