THE SATYR It was nearly sunset in the tiny (though not as tiny as some) village of Kusta when a barefoot, ivory-skinned, steely-eyed girl walked through the very outskirts and farms on her way to the center. The village that the strange girl had come from was so tiny, that market had only been held one day a week. Kusta was large enough so that market was e...
Robert lead me naked like a dog on a leash to a table. There we had some drinks and snacks. From our table we could see three other white women being fucked by black men. I find that sight so erotic, to see white women submitting their soft white bodies to rutting black men. Those women were temporarily shackled as I was on my first visit to the club. I sat...
An author's rant. Hi folks. I know some of you detest author's comments and perhaps think the folly self-indulgent. But I've had many posts that suggest some actually enjoy delving inside my crazed head as I attempt to shed some light on what my story was supposed to achieve. So, for those of you who would like the insight, read on. The rest of you can s...
A nearby bar offered amateur erotic dance contests on some Saturday nights that we found to be very entertaining. Women, housewives and girlfriends dance were encouraged to show off their naked bodies for cash prizes. The contests consisted of three dances for a round and 4 rounds with the ladies contests and men's contest alternating striving for 4 or 5 con...
"Doctor Burnside, Mrs. McHenry would like to see you." "Thank you nurse Jones. She is a spry old gal at ninety-two, but I don't think that she will last the night." As Dr. Burnside strode into room 217B, he observed Mrs. McHenry laying on her back. She was white as a ghost. In a soft whisper she commanded. "Close the door. Sit here on the bed. My time is n...
Note: this is essentially a cheating wife and cuckold story. However since the husband is complicit in his wife's infidelity, it is arguable that he is not a true cuckold. If this subject is not your thing, then please pass the story by and look elsewhere. ***** I'm not sure what alerted me to his presence first. It might have been a kicked stone on the be...
"No, I do not have a knife, my lady," Lou said, his voice somehow not managing to fall into giggles once more. But it was hard to resist the urge. His wife, Beatrice Benoit, a seven hundred million year old hive mind with her consciousness spread across three solar systems and several trillion bioforms, had managed to get her latest body stuck fast into a fe...
This Brown Sugar Journey of mine was slow to get started, then stagnated for several years, and then took off like a runaway train. After looking for my second black experience for over 7 years, in just a few months I had enjoyed more sex than most do in a few years. I had been made love to. I had been fucked. I had my mouth and throat de-virginized, I had e...
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Ali Aden, and I'm a young Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am a practicing Muslim, and that's part of the reason why this is so difficult for me. I was born in the Puntland region of Somalia, and raised in northern Ontario. I guess you could say I've got a foot in each world. I am proud...
I'm in my late-50s, fit and height/weight proportional. Yes, some gray hair, too. During a bad divorce I decided to "get out there" and explore the swinging lifestyle. So, last summer I made a profile on one of the popular Swinging dating sites. I meet up with a number couples and quickly came to a major realization, I prefer married ladies. Married women ar...