Valerie enters the dark world of bdsm. Pre note. Part of this story is based on true events. Valerie and her husband did wish to join a BDSM club some of the events actually happened. At last after months of arguments Valerie at last, agreed with her husband. She had to accept the fact that perhaps he was right. All this came from a swinging party they ha...
Meet Bartholomew "Bart" Jones, a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of New Orleans, Louisiana, Bart moved to the Canadian Capital to expand his horizons and explore new things. He had a Business Management degree from Louisiana Tech University, and felt like giving life in Canada try. Life in Canada had alway...
I am having so much fun these days, it ought to be illegal. My name is Francesca Magloire Beau. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, big-bottomed and delightfully curvy black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I am a police officer. By night, I am a BDSM fanatic. I like to dominate other people. I rent an apartment...
This is dedicated to the beginner Dominant. Many of you (I will leave out capitalization for this essay) will find this different than my many posts, but I have been asked so many time something like the following, "…I'm trying to get my husband to open up to BDSM but he's not sure how to start… do you have any suggestions?" And I find myself a...
All day, it had appeared that something stressful occupied her mind. The usually bubbly, cheery Sara was disturbingly quiet, a strong atmosphere of uncertainty surrounding her. I had initially simply given her plenty of space, not wanting to pry my fiancée into telling me what worried her so for fear of pushing her even further away from me. But by evening,...
Both of my hands were gripped around the base of his huge cock like holding a baseball bat which still left a good six inches available for my lovely wife's waiting cunt. I lay there transfixed at the sight, as her pussy lips opened wide to receive his cock. She slowly lowered herself on to it. It will never fit I thought to myself as she moaned with its...
A couple of months later the two of them sat in the front room of their semi-detached home on a Saturday afternoon, enjoying a cup of tea together. Since that night when Yvonne had first shared her kinky fantasies with him, Bruce had found himself again and again asking her to masturbate to her fantasies in front of him. He didn't understand in the least wha...
Lombard Londergan's wife had been christened "Peppermint Schnapps" Smythe by her drunkard parents. "Peps" for short, after she herself got sober, many assumed it was short for "Pepsi-Cola." Lombard loved Peps to distraction. She was one hell of a tease. It was so hard for Lom when Peps grabbed his cock in the changing room at the club pool. Peps was wearin...
Petronella Courcheval, manager of the PainCafe's Gift Shop, looked enthusiastically at F.X. Copeland's newest creation. "It's an android?" she said. "God, it looks just like me." And it was—black hair in a Cleopatra cut, full lips like purple berries, intense hazel eyes, cantaloupe breasts encased in a purple halter...and long, fishnet legs. It was Petti to...
Authors Note: Everyone in this story is 18 or older. **** The Edgemont Finishing School For Troubled Young Ladies. The name told you nearly everything you needed to know about the place, although those words did a lot of work to hide just how tough the school was known for being. Edgemont School, as most people called it, had gained a reputation for turning...