The truck drove up to the front door of the big, square industrial building perched on a hill in the middle of nowhere. A young man, studious and nerdy, open the door and stepped out into the cool morning air, walked up to the front door of the building and rang the intercom. "It's James DeFranco from the Bulletin to meet with Doctor Saunders." There was a...
Do Black swingers and Black cuckolds exist? Do Black women experiment sexually outside their marriage with their man's consent? Can bisexual Black men be faithful to Black women? They sure can, ladies and gentlemen. Want to know how I know? I'm married to one. My name is Avaline "Ava" Nestor and I'm a young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario....
'Since when have you owned a kilt?' I asked, eyeing Ethan's choice of clothing. 'Not until recently,' he said, taking a sip of tea as he sat at our kitchen table. 'But I feel they're making a comeback. I'll be a trend setter.' I eyed him suspiciously. 'Is your family even Scottish?' He let out a low whistle. 'I'm sure if you go back far enough in my famil...
My name is Louis. I'm White and I love my Vietnamese wife so much, but Lilly calls me "Daisy Lou, a Dick-sucker" nowadays, and she's 8 months pregnant from a Nigger-man named Jerome. She keeps me in her panties; it makes me feel good, feminine and servile. Since she doesn't wear panties anymore, now that she's a Nigger-loving wife, she told me I should wear...
Another day, another dollar, they said - but for Clarisse Evans, doctor and hucow extraordinaire, that old adage didn't apply at all. She hadn't been feeling at all extraordinary lately either - just kind of...rumpled? If that was the proper word. She had managed to stabilize the serum a bit - she would be the last hucow who had to suffer the curse of overpr...
Kendra arched her back and grabbed a handful of Daniels thick blond hair, lifting his head as they made eye contact. "Deep Baby" she purred, "I'm so sore. Moisten and clean me deep". He returned to her tender and swollen labia, hot with irritation from the nearly constant and determined thrusts of her lover over the past three hours. Doing as she asked he g...
Allow me to retcon the epilogue from the previous story. Instead of it taking place 3 years later, it will instead be 2 years later. Trying to fit this story over 3 years was too much. I didn't plan to write a sequel at the time and I kind of wrote myself into a corner. With that out of the way... =================== 'Good morning, #1375.' Jodie opened th...
CHAPTER 1 Spring was bursting forth in great beauty on Kentland Farm that had been in Don ownership for eleven generations and the current owner – a grumpy attorney well-known in Boston – was the fifth Don going by the name of Smithfield. One of the many first sons bypassing the ridiculous name of Springfield had been named Donald Don, known as Don Don. He...
We'd been dating awhile. Lucy, the love of my life, a true submissive had recently been curious to add to the bedroom. The proposition was interesting. While I was her dom, I couldn't suppress the fact that I was a true switch. It sounds weird, but I always had that nagging urge that perhaps I was bi, not just bi-curious. Not only that, my fantasies of her b...
"I'm going off the pill," the woman told her husband as they sat down for breakfast. She was in her early 20s with good sized breasts that she never felt comfortable showing off and a nice round ass that she couldn't hide. "Why?" screeched her husband, who was lucky to have married her. He was almost the same age but you'd never guess it by looking at him....