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Donna and the Work of Art Donna’s new job led to a number of good things. The gallery in which she worked was nearer to my home than her own and so she was inclined more often to stay over with me. She’d stay a night or two and leave her laundry for me to do. I didn’t mind. I really enjoyed her company, her mind and her body. Another benefit was that she took me occasionally to exhibitions at the gallery where I met the owner and her other staff. I got to drink good champagne, something that...
Roger's Plight Book 1 - The Beginning An original saga By Constance Grant Copyright (c) 1999 by Constance Grant, Manasquan, NJ This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. This story may be posted only if available to the reader at no charge, unless prior arrangements are entered into with the author. [email protected] This is a spoof guys, so lighten up already! Constance Grant,...
PERCY PERIWINKLE'S PASSAGE PART I - PERCY'S PLIGHT by sissystevie "Another great brainstorm gone afoul!" the young man thought. "A tea party at the Society of Enlightened Ladies in friggin' Fromage, Wisconsin, now that sounds like a rockin' good time! Gimme a break! "How in God's name did I end up like this? Another stupid outfit that I can't move in is bad enough, but why out in public? How in hell's name can they dress a...
David Dawson could not believe his luck that week. His mother and her new husband were going on a three week trip to Europe. His new step-sister would be in charge. Shelia was a twenty-two year old student. For a sixteen year old boy David saw nothing but blue skies for three weeks. David loved to play hard and work little. His father had been killed when David was six and left the family well off. David would spend most of time doing nothing. In the summer he partied with his...
Sara's Plight ? NOTE: This story contains unrealistic 'breast expansion'.? I did not intend much of this story to sound realistic.? Please keep this in mind while reading, and definitely feel free to just lose yourself in the fantasy of it!? Any comments please send to [email protected].? I appreciate any suggestions on how to make my stories even better! ? With the economy the way it is right now, I am having a hard time finding work.? My bills are piling up, and I am about to lose my...
mc, mf. voy. Dave worked his way back to the South Entrance by running around the mall’s exterior. It could hardly be described as the fastest route, but it did allow him to avoid a possible encounter with the mall cop hunting him. As the running teen neared his destination he could just make out the blurry silhouette of the Man in the Hoody standing near the mall’s south entrance. Dave charged right up to the man and excitedly blurted out in between labored gasps, “Excuse me? Can...
I led Jay down the short corridor, opening the bathroom door for him to see. It was neat and clean. Then I led him the next few steps to the bedroom. The door was open and he pushed past me. His shoulder and arm brushed across my chest as he moved through the doorway. My cock was already rock hard. I watched him walk to the closet and open the door. As he checked it out, I checked out his body.Jay was tall and muscular, but not overly developed. He wore some long shorts and a tight fitting...
Whiteboy Whipping Club!TJ Ryderhttp://www.midnightx.com/[img]http://midnightx.com/fpage/gaybd/COVER2.gif[/img] Dear Diary, Since this is like my first installment to be published in 'Lavendar Cellblock' I am supposed to intro myself a little forthe readers. And nobody buys Cellblock unless theyr'e gay or at least heavily bi, and into S&M a little bit at least, so I'm taking that into consideration here. I'm (no last names or any data that can identify me or where Iwork) a part time...
When I answered it, Jay's voice sent a thrill of excitement through my body. "Yo, whiteboy. I got me a new piece of furniture. I need some help getting into my place. Figured, you know, since you're the landlord and all, you could help me move it in.""Um, well, sure Jay. When do you need me?""In about thirty minutes whiteboy. Get your ass over here."It was across town to Jay's place, so I got under way. In about fifteen minutes, I had pulled up in front of his apartment. There was a pickup...
There are so many things wrong with the world today. Yet it’s with great regret that I must retire from The Game. Samuel Xavier is my name. I’m many things. A writer, an adventurer, an activist and a college student. The truth is that I’m more than all of the above. A big and tall young black man of Haitian descent living in Brockton, Massachusetts. Troublemaking is the nature of my game. What is The Game? The madness in which a select group of men and women must live. We who were born...
"Yo, man, it's Jay. Come on over. Yeah. In the bedroom. Just come on in. Front door's not locked. You bet he is. He'd say hi, but he's got his mouth full." Jay laughed. I stared up at him in shock, but unable to protest his inviting someone over while my mouth was full of his cock. I wondered if it was that guy, Bobby, who had been on the phone the other day. The thought of another young black stud making me service his cock was exciting. But then I realized it could just as easily be anyone,...
©This is fiction; any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. **************************************************************************** Betty jogged and walked the same paths every day. When she stopped to rest, it was always on the same bench in the same wooded area. She never varied her regimen from day to day, week to week. One shocking day she found out what a mistake that was. She slowed to a stop at the top of the small hill. Her bench, as she called it was...
She had reached womanhood without so much as a passing glance at the fine males around her. Evareia the Pure they called her, and she wore that title like a badge of honor. What she lacked in sexual experience she made up for with speed, stealth, and grace. Her life was soon to change. A message found her one day, summons to the war front against the cursed Horde. And so Evareia traveled with her brothers and sisters. For the Alliance, for her people, she would do anything. And with that in...
FantasyMegaman smashed his way into the abandoned warehouse. He had anticipated capturing several members of the Cravitz Crime family. Instead he only found one very beautiful, young woman. "May I ask who you are and what you're doing here, Miss?" The intrepid superhero asked. "Oh Megaman, I'm so glad you got here! I've been held prisoner for three days. If you hadn't rescued me, I don't know what those awful men might have done to me. I was so scared. My name is Gina Malone. Do you mind if I call...
FetishThe vast expanse of the Nevada desert surrounded them like one yellowish, grainy amoeba Disclaimer:? This story is a work of fiction and includes adult situations and extreme acts of sexual depravity, including rape and torture.? It is intended for adults only.? If you are under the age of eighteen or, in some jurisdictions, twenty-one, do not continue past this point.? If you desire to read on, it is by your own choice and responsibility as a free adult in a free society.?...
Brother Samuel here. A lot of people have asked me why I do what it is I do. I don’t understand the question. I am what I am. I do what comes natural. The alternative is simply unthinkable. I have a power and I will continue to use it until it’s gone or I am. To do anything else would be simply wrong. I am a bisexual black man who sticks up for Men’s Rights and GLBT rights along with Animal Rights ( I’m against neutering) wherever he goes. I’m against the truly barbaric and outdated practice of...
Howdy, folks. The name is Kurt Lob. I’m a tall, good-looking, thirty-something black man living in Virginia. I’m the Athletic Director of Mason College, a private four-year college located near a small town of the same name in Eastern Virginia. The school only has two thousand students. The student body was sixty percent female and forty percent male when I came along. I changed that. I’m responsible for renovating the place and putting it on the map. How did I do that? By strengthening and...
Bikini Beach - Visitation Rights A man was unjustly accused of domestic abuse to the point that he's divorced from his wife, and legally restrained from visiting his daughter. When a friend takes him to BB on a lark, to try to cheer him up, he gets an idea, and then works a deal with Grandmother to be able to visit his daughter occasionally. ********** This story is copyright by the author. It is protected by licensed under a Creative Commons...
♥♥♥♥♥ THE RIGHTS OF WOMEN ♥♥♥♥♥IN GROUPS LIKE THIS ONE THERE ARE THE FINEST AND BEST WOMEN AND LADIES AS MEMBERS. I LOVE THIS GROUP.MY MAIN PURPOSE IN LIFE IS TO SERVICE AND SATISFY LADIES. THAT IS MY LIFE MISSION. ALL WOMEN ARE LADIES. IT IS A SUPREME HONOR TO SERVICE YOU AND YOU ARE SUPERIOR TO MEN. IT IS A PRIVILEGE TO BRING YOU TO ORGASM, MAKE YOU CLIMAX, DRINK YOUR CUM. THE MORE PROMISCUOUS AND KINKIER YOU ARE THE MORE I LOVE YOU, ADMIRE YOU AND RESPECT YOU. PROMISCUITY IS A WOMAN'S RIGHT...
Animal Rights Part One By Razor7826 (Copyright 2008) "Why do you hate animals?" "I love animals, Bill, which is why I've slaved away tirelessly for their freedom," responded Eliza Dogood. She stared directly into the camera with the same manufactured smile that she used in every public appearance. It had worked wonders in her campaign, and she had little doubt it would continue to service her in the future. "I hope you realize that you're the most...
The name is Gina. And I’ve got a secret to share with you. Oh, man. I don’t know if I can do this. This is one of womankind’s deepest secrets. The sisterhood might want my head if they found out I told on them. But I don’t care anymore. I’ve found a wonderful man who loves me. And I don’t care what the sisterhood says or does anymore. I’m an independent woman, free to love whoever I choose and screw however I damn well please. End of story. Womankind has many secrets which baffle even the...
blackownednakedbitchby nudemodel While still in its juvenile years a self-important white female or self-important white male hears about Black Superiority and white inferiority. Supported by white society, white family, white friends, and white neighbors, the white juvenile vigorously opposes the concept.Energized by its comfortable white community and its widespread white privilege, it rejects the idea of Black Superiority with vociferous arguments. These arguments tout its own...
I was at a bit of a loss. Did this start out as the best year of all time or the worst? Of course, celebrating the New Year with Alice was an incredible blast. We might have no real future together, but there was no question that we both loved each other. Two weeks later, she was gone. There was no chance that we’d see each other until summer. We were both agreed that she needed to focus on school and that required her to be in Montana. I wandered around some, sort of following wherever Andy...
IN GROUPS LIKE THIS ONE THERE ARE THE FINEST AND BEST WOMEN AND LADIES AS MEMBERS. I LOVE THIS GROUP.MY MAIN PURPOSE IN LIFE IS TO SERVICE AND SATISFY LADIES. THAT IS MY LIFE MISSION. ALL WOMEN ARE LADIES. IT IS A SUPREME HONOR TO SERVICE YOU AND YOU ARE SUPERIOR TO MEN. IT IS A PRIVILEGE TO BRING YOU TO ORGASM, MAKE YOU CLIMAX, DRINK YOUR CUM. THE MORE PROMISCUOUS AND KINKIER YOU ARE THE MORE I LOVE YOU, ADMIRE YOU AND RESPECT YOU. PROMISCUITY IS A WOMAN'S RIGHT AND VIRTUE. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT...
IN GROUPS LIKE THIS ONE THERE ARE THE FINEST AND BEST WOMEN AND LADIES AS MEMBERS. I LOVE THIS GROUP.MY MAIN PURPOSE IN LIFE IS TO SERVICE AND SATISFY LADIES. THAT IS MY LIFE MISSION. ALL WOMEN ARE LADIES. IT IS A SUPREME HONOR TO SERVICE YOU AND YOU ARE SUPERIOR TO MEN. IT IS A PRIVILEDGE TO BRING YOU TO ORGASM, MAKE YOU CLIMAX, DRINK YOUR CUM. THE MORE PROMISCOUS AND KINKIER YOU ARE THE MORE I LOVE YOU, ADMIRE YOU AND RESPECT YOU. PROMISCUITY IS A WOMAN'S RIGHT AND VIRTUE. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT...
Breaking news: Sweeping legislation to remove basic human rights from a number of groups. Depending on how the negotiations go various groups could lose various rights from free speech to boldly autonomy, even personhood could be removed leaving the poor souls victim to the whims of the majority around them.
BDSMSee No Evil: Contains sexually explicit and politically incorrect material. If you shouldn’t be reading this, or if it might offend you, simply stop now. Legalese: All actors and actresses are over the age of consent. Proof of age is on file. Any similarity of any character, event or place to any actual person, event or place, is purely coincidental. This is all fantasy, and the actors are all professionals — do not try any of this at home. Archiving: You are welcome to discreetly repost or...
There he was, just as always, working his way down the street. It was shortly before dusk and the shadows were already beginning to grow deep. Darkness would soon descend upon the town and its streets, but the gloom would be partly dispelled by the gas lamps. Mrs Lucy Gilyott, who used to be Miss Lucy Ormerod, was standing at the window of her drawing-room looking down the street. There he was, the old lamplighter who came day in, day out, to attend to the gas lamps. Old? How old? Sixty,...
It is no secret that a lot of people really, really like living in Colorado. Karen Carrigan, who met Doug Yanevich while attending the University of Colorado, Denver, certainly was happy that Doug was able to get a job in Denver, shortly before she married him. They are somewhat of an odd couple. She is a tiny five foot, one inch, and weights one hundred and five pounds. He, who was a second string lineman on the football team, is six foot five, and weights in at two hundred, fifty-five...
Copyright © 2002 They Got Us Hi, Robert. Yeah, it's me. Your self. If you're reading this, it means that they got to you. To us. To me. Wow, this is weird, talking to myself. Or writing to myself, as the case may be -- to a now-ignorant version of me... I knew they would be after us when they found out -- after all of us. Something like this is just too big to not squash when it begins to leak. When I realized this, I took several of our journal entries and included them with...
Introduction: Hey Boyz: This is the sequel to my first sexual story which posted on 7-4-12 or so. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTs/FEEDBACK. Round 2: The announcer states that round 2 will begin in 10 minutes, no exceptions. Both teams head back into the locker rooms to discuss their strategies for round 2. The White team is bouncing with enthusiasm at their win. The crowd of whites cheers them on, but little do Brit and Longman know that Kitty has a Black fan in the crowd… This Black man squirts a water...
BB: Birth Rights: Part 1 "Hello son." The man said, grabbing at my arm in a surprisingly strong grip. I felt instantly afraid, dreading a mugging, but upon seeing the frailty of the man, I had to dismiss this option. The man had a small white beard, which seemed to descend to a point. His eyes and face were as far as I noticed throughout the entire meeting and that was strange because I'd never been comfortable with eye contact, although that is probably quite an understatement....
I didn't get around to moving any of the water pipe that afternoon like I had planned on doing. It was just coming up on getting dark, and I was sitting quietly outside on my porch, trying to regain some of the strength that Dru had drained from me. I had been resting myself for an hour or more, and was fully absorbed in a quiet contemplation, and, if I'm to be honest, a grateful remembrance too, of that afternoon's unexpected delights. My reverie was broken when I chanced to look up, very...
Brother Samuel here. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking bisexual black male writer and urban adventurer. The world changed in 2008 and I think many people are still playing catch-up. Lately, I’ve been seeing racist men and racist women acting more shifty than usual. They are looking at black people differently. And I’ve been seeing black men and black women walking a little taller. I think it all has to do with a black man being the President of the United States of America. I could be...
Sometimes, I wonder why so many people seem to get such joy out of opposing the hard-working, determined high-achievers they encounter. I knew the answer to the question the moment I asked it of myself. Pretenders always hate the real thing. And they know it when they see it. My name is Stefan Brunswick. A young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Six feet two inches tall, somewhat bulky at 240 pounds, but still ruggedly good-looking, with dark brown skin and light gray eyes....
My name is Sue; I live with two other girls Sandy and Jo in a three-bedroom house on the outskirts of London. We have all lived there for the past two and a half years and have become very close friends. There was one problem though; the house we live in is a squat and just recently, the owners had sent us an eviction notice; we had one month to get out. As much as they had their rights to reclaim their property, we had spent a great deal of money smartening the place up since we moved in....
Officer Miranda Rights was deeply asleep sleeping in her queen sized bed. The twenty four year old FFO (Female Fuck Officer) was lying in her bed in the nude The buzzing alarm woke Miranda from her slumber. Hit the alarm Miranda archer be back thrust her impressive 38E bust up against the single sheet, her erect nipples poking through. It was at that moment that she realized that she was on the right side of the bed, not the middle. Looking over Miranda saw that she wasn't alone in her bed.
Well here we are. Some jackass happened upon a phone or notebook or a genie or some other fancy thingie that lets them change the rules that govern our world whenever it suits them. I am not that lucky. I am just one of the little people who live in that world. I see it changing around me and have no choice but to accept. The change is universally true. Everyone feels it at the same time. From that moment on, that's just they way things are. Nothing about life rearranges itself to this new way...
FetishThe announcer states that round 2 will begin in 10 minutes, no exceptions. Both teams head back into the locker rooms to discuss their strategies for round 2. The White team is bouncing with enthusiasm at their win. The crowd of whites cheers them on, but little do Brit and Longman know that Kitty has a Black fan in the crowd... This Black man squirts a water bottle full of some green liquid on Britney and Longman. "What the fuck man, we won fair and square, get off of us." Longman says...
Here I am once again broke. The port of Summers Kiss is a beautiful place, but not for a sell sword in times of peace. Don’t get me wrong, peace is great, but I am in desperate need of a job. Summers Kiss is a bustling city on the west coast of the kingdom of Aereon. Full of merchant ships coming in with goods from all over the world. Silks from the far east across the ocean, furs from the northern cities of Wintervale where the orcs dwell in the mountains and fine jewelry from the southern...
We start this week’s show with establishing shots of a sprawling red-brick and glass, modern further education complex. The three-story buildings are topped (and sometimes sided) with sloping black roofs and surrounded by flat green lawns. A few young geeky students move around from one building to another. In the final shot, infront of a green sign (on the wall of one of the buildings) that reads “Mersey University Centre Technology – St Helens Campus” – and then, stepping infront of the...
"I can't believe you!" Suzanne said after hearing Jen's story. "So what happened at the Marriot?" Jen couldn't help laughing. "Nothing. We played a little. I teased a few guys. And then we went home." "Did you tell Michael about David, or the dyke?" "No. I decided not to. It was like Carlos and the old man in the alley. It was so demented, I was afraid of what he might do." "You mean he'd be pissed? I thought he was into this." "Exactly. I was afraid he'd like it too...
Jen lay in bed. Michael had just left for work after fucking her again. The night before had so turned him on, they fucked all night long. It had turned Jen on too. Being fingered by Vic right in front of Sally, his pregnant wife, was so wicked. She knew she was probably going to go to hell for it, but the naughtiness really turned her on. She remembered with a glow the orgasm Vic had given her. But were things going too far? Last night they had gone farther than they ever had, playing with...
Jen took another sip of her drink. She fidgeted nervously. She and Michael were at a party, and Vic and Sally were probably going to be there. She hadn't seen Vic since that episode in the restaurant. She was hoping to avoid him. But those hopes were dashed when she saw him walk into the room. He headed straight for her. He glanced quickly around to make sure no one was looking, and then he lead her back through the house and into the guest bedroom. Jen went along because she didn't want...
Jen and Mike were lingering over their wine. Mike knew something was bothering his wife, and he had a good idea what. "Jen, listen, I'm sorry about what happen last night." Jen rolled her eyes. "Don't lie to me. You loved it when I told you about it." Mike couldn't deny it. "I'm just saying I wasn't expecting anything to happen." "No, but you were hoping it would happen." "Come on, you get excited by playing around, don't deny it." "I'm not denying it. I've told you I...
"So, was he bigger than me?" Jen and Mike were at dinner, a few nights after Jen had let herself be picked up. Jen smiled mischievously. "Why, are you getting jealous?" "No, not at all. In fact, I'm hoping Ralph was bigger than me. It fits the fantasy." "What, the cuckold fantasy?" Jen teased. "Well, more like the hot wife fantasy. My wife being a complete slut to a big dicked stud." Jen stretched her leg under the table until her foot rested in her husband's lap. She smiled...
Jen got up from her table when she saw Suzanne arrive, and gave her friend a hug and kiss. She was so happy to see Suzanne. They had been best friends since grade school. Jen felt unnerved by recent events, and needed the advice of her oldest and closest friend. It was hard for Jen to describe the things that she and Michael had done the last few months, even to Suzanne. But eventually she described what had happened with Vic and the shoe salesman, and then she described how she had let...
Jen couldn't move. Carlos had left her over 30 minutes ago. Sitting in her car, she felt like she was in shock. She couldn't believe what had happened. She was both repulsed and aroused as she re-played the scene in her mind, remembered the old man's thick cock inside of her, his hands on her breasts, his tongue in her mouth, his cum shooting into her. She abruptly decided that she wouldn't tell her husband about it. If it had been just Carlos — well, she'd tell Michael about that,...
It was a hot summer day in California. All these hot girls, so little time, Justin Thinks to himself. Now Justin isnt that great looking, but that doesnt matter because he is a black pornstar (He is well hung). Last week Justin got engaged to a black skater from Los Angeles, named Kitty. Kitty hates white guys, she couldnt imagine having sex with a white cracker. This is one of the reasons Justin likes her, he doesnt want his girl sleeping around with whites, he wants her assets all to himself...
Donna Takes Charge By The Qmoq, inspired and dedicated to TH. Now "She's a woman?" asked Amy. "Yeah," I replied. "You invited a woman here?" Portia sniffed, raising an eyebrow. "I guess I did." "But we're not lesbians." Amy was right. We weren't lesbians, though we occasionally gave a good impressionof them. Ah, I'm getting ahead of myself, I should start a bit further back. A Bit Further Back My name's Charlotte Adams, and I'm a singer-songwriter, mainly acoustic stuff.Observant...
Donna ran to the front door when she heard the bell ring. She opened the door. John, her boyfriend, stood there with a seductive smile, “What’s up babe?” Donna smiled back, “Mom and Dad went to the mall. Their night to shop and eat out.” “Way to go good old mom and dad.” John stepped inside and pushed the door closed. He wrapped his arms around Donna’s slim waist and kissed her hard. She kissed back until she had to pull away to catch...
A Dilemma for Donna By Petricia Donna nervously checked her makeup one last time. Tonight was to be the first social gathering among her peers since her divorce had become final six months ago. She had dated a few times since then, but nothing special. She been out a bit with friends, been to the gym regularly, but this was somewhat different and she wanted to look just so. The invitation had itself taken her a bit by surprise. She really didn’t know Lauren that well. They had worked...
Hello Every One, This story was not written with any other purpose than to entertain. I hope you like it. ***************************************** The Donna Reed Show By Carol Collins The town of Hilldale in 1963 was a sleepy little town in anywhere, USA. In a quiet little neighborhood, in a well kept home on one of the many residential streets, Doctor Alex Stone, a tall, very handsome man with dark hair, wearing a white lab coat,...
DONNA'S THREE SONS(by Eros) Chapter 1. On a hot June day in Los Angeles, Donna Mason looked out her living room window and watched the gardener mowing the front lawn of her house. He was naked to the waist, and he had a broad, hair-matted chest. The sight was turning Donna on like crazy. The guy was in his fifties, and he didn't even speak English. Donna knew she had to be pretty hard-up to get turned on by the gardener. He'd never attracted her before. But she'd been almost three months...
Donna was up early as she slipped on a pair of cut off jeans and a gray shirt as she headed out the door. She was gonna go grab her shoes, but thought better of it as it was such a nice day and since she never wore shoes in the summer and she was in a hurry was only heading up the street to get some food. Donna always had no problems getting men, but the problem was she was always getting losers and married men. Donna who was 5'7 and had long gorgeous brown hair, tanned beautiful legs and an...
[Contains: M/Mature F, Hardcore, Impregnation & Babymaking]Donna was in her element. It was her son Pete's 18th Birthday, the house was full of his friends who were all about to embark on an evening of drinking in town -- she had made them all food and shown off her cooking and hosting skills. Things had all gone well and they all seemed happy.Donna loved acting like a proper mother -- it was a role she relished. It was all she had done for years -- look after her three c***dren, who were...
This story was inspired by, and also makes reference to events from a wonderful story by an excellent writer, Marriane's Revenge by Cissy Gaye. It's a shame nothing new has come our way from her recently I only hope she is just in a writing slump and nothing more serious. Thank you for helping this story be. Oh Donna by Ray Kitten Donna Marie closed the door behind her, calling out, "Daddy, I'm home," before she remembered that her father was away on his bi-montly...
Suzi went back to work on an emotional high that made Jessie and Ronnie blink from the glow coming off her."Tell me she didn't get laid over lunch?""No, Ronnie, she didn't. She just spent it with her girlfriend.""Huh?""Don't worry it will become clear. I won't ruin her surprise.""The only woman who has affected her like this is . . . are you are telling me Suzi and . . .""I'm not telling you a thing, it's not my place. Just let it lie and be happy for her.""I am thrilled for...
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