"Ainsely has her first sex with a black man"
Jack and I dated for six years before we got married. At the start of this story, we'd been married just at three months. Despite our long time together, our familiarity with each other, not to mention this all happening...
"On the way to the galleria, a sweet guy falls for Jennie"
Down by the eastern wing of the hotel, a large doorway marked the entrance to the Ferris Hall."Here we are," Henrietta said as she looked out over the assembly hall.A runway had been raised in the middle of the room....
"Black superstar Jervonte arrives at the resort"
Chapter 3As the elevator doors opened on the first floor, the women were greeted to quite the commotion.“What’s going on?” Shelby looked over at the crowd of women who were cheering at the entrance to the hotel.“Oh, that’s right, Jervonte...
"The girls befriend Danielle, a beautiful ebony woman who shows them around the resort."
Chapter 2Across the country, in Los Angeles, Ben Adkins sat down to interview the stars of the new Tarzan movie for Cuck Magazine. Behind the leading actors, Mack Baxter, Genevieve Blanchard, and Bradley Huff there was a poster of the...
"While hubby's away, she finds a playmate who likes to play hard!"
It was a typical Saturday night, and Allyssa Williams sat in the corner of the bar nursing her third White Russian of the evening. Her husband, Daniel was out of town on another of his "runs" to God knows where....
"Sometimes you get exactly what you pay for."
Sidney had no poker face. So, she had done the one and only other thing that could possibly explain why she was glowing and unable to stop smiling. She went shopping.“I’m home,” she called out, laughing at how she must...
"A husband and wife explore her husband's fantasy."
My husband has one fantasy that he’s always talking about. He dreams that I'll have sex with an African-American man who has a ten-inch cock. I’m a fair-skinned white woman, and my husband fantasizes about seeing my creamy white skin...
"A delicious way to wake up in the twilight hours ...."
I feel myself slowly coming into my consciousness. It must be 2, ormaybe 3 a.m. Then I notice it. Warmth. Its source so close to me, lying beside me, my back to it. How long have I been asleep? Am...
Over the next few days, the couple seemed to hit a rut on the dance floor. More specifically, August seemed to be regressing. It wasn’t a case of him not caring or trying. He was distracted and it showed in...
August Bailey sat quietly by himself in the office. Staring through the viewing window into the dance studio, he tried to quell the nervous longing in his gut. It was slowly swelling more and more the longer he gazed through...
