"Caught perving over a young woman, things take a turn for the better."
Adults always confused me when I was a kid. They always sat around talking and never did anything fun. When my parents said they had a fun evening with friends I could never work out which bit was supposed to...
"After watching his wife fuck another man, he can not hold back any longer."
We were still dating when I first called Jessica my angel. On our fifth anniversary, she declared that she wanted me to always call her Angel. Now that we have been married more than sixteen years, I only call her...
"I am the black owner of a small company, and I fuck the white wife of a racist employee."
There are many advantages to being the black owner of a successful, small company, in addition to the obvious benefits of making a lot of money and being able to enjoy a rewarding and enjoyable lifestyle. I also enjoy being...
"Kelly isn't usually the life of the party, but tonight's different."
I wish I could blame it on the alcohol. Sure I had a handful drinks at the party that night, but by the time my clothes came off I felt completely sober. I don’t know why I did it. It...
"Katie arrives at her professor's door in a tiny little skirt..."
Katie clenched her fists as she squinted at her laptop screen, frustrated that she still had another thousand words of her essay to write tonight. Reaching for a hairband to tie her long tresses into a messy bun she heard...
"Adelaide has Angel anally fucked before her and begins to exact Her revenge..."
Angel had dressed as smartly as she could to answer the call of the Goddess Adelaide. Now as she stood before the door of what she knew to be the Goddess’ special chamber, she wondered if a fitted black silk...
"I think you're real fine...wanna make you all mine."
This is a poem 'bout Nate and a dirty slut named Kate. How neither of them could waitfor a Sweet Valentine's date. Nate worked at the auto-mart'cause he wasn't very smart.Kate's legs were always apartbecause she's a dirty tart. When Kate leans on the...
"Liz becomes my Submissive Slut."
I awoke the next morning to Liz stirring. I could feel her warm cheek pressed against my chest and her loose stands of hair tickling me. I lifted my hand and brushed her hair from her face and caressed her...
"The Goddess thinks of Her slave, as he takes a slut of his own...."
It was early afternoon and she sat at her dresser. “Perhaps I have fallen a little,” thought the Goddess Adelaide as she traced the angle of his jaw on the sepia print before her with a blood red finger nail....
"It's easy to appreciate a beautiful day."
It had been a hectic past five years. I had fallen in love twice with men who turned out to be uninspired, and now I was twice divorced and had to pay alimony to the men I chose to share...