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Although there is no room for racial or religious intolerance in the day to day world, the fact remains, that for many people, racial and religious fantasies play an important part in sexual interests. I have encountered numerous African Americans, Latinos, Asians and such who have begged me to have sexual sessions with them that feature prejudice and racial abuse. They find some kind of?fulfillment??from playing out situations of racial prejudice and abuse. ?The following exchange of letters is one such example. The young man involved truly craves racial abuse. I am trying to provide what he needs and take him to new heights or depths of sensual pleasure. At some point in any such relationship, you must raise the question of how far to take someone. Do you respect limits, or do you stretch limits? Do you take the person beyond where they want to go into areas where they desire but fear to go? At which point do fantasy and reality change places? ? This encounter is not for everyone. You must understand that the young man in question wants and needs racial abuse. ?
Dear Dale10: First of all, thank you for the many hot stories you have written. I first got into your work by reading some of your heterosexual stories. I would jerk off to them. Nothing on he internet ever got me as hot as your work. But then I also got hooked on your stories of hot young guys being abused and used. Something happened inside of me. I can honestly say that I had never even considered doing a homosexual act with anyone, much less being physically and sexually abused by a dude. If anyone would have even suggested that when i was in high school, I would probably have beaten the shit out of him. But from reading your stories, I have become obsessed with male humiliation and sexual abuse, especially of a racial variety.?
?? ?Let me tell you as much about myself as I can. I am a nineteen year old college Freshman of African American descent. I come from a fairly wealthy family. My father has a high level job with the city. I have always gotten good grades in school and even earned a scholarship. My family is very proud of me. I have aspirations of going perhaps into politics. I have had sex with a number of girls. I have never had a homosexual experience.?
?? ?Your stories have turned my life upside down. Well, to be totally honest with you, I have had interest since I was about thirteen in the history of black slavery in the U.S. And something about it always did sexually excite me. I will be honest with you, as I feel you cannot help me unless I am. I used to masturbate to images of African American slave girls having to service the big dicks of white plantation owners. I would imagine my sister being fucked and used by white guys and me having to watch. These things would turn me on and obsess me. I would look in books for drawings of plantation whippings and torture. I would feel great guilt over this desire. When I was about fifteen, I would masturbate thinking for the first time about white plantation owners doing stuff to me. I would strip naked when my family was not home and crawl around and pretend I was a slave. For some reason this gave me a tremendous sexual thrill. I have never shared this with anyone before.?
?? ? I transferred my fantasies from Civil War Plantation owners to young guys my age at my high school. I started to imagine them calling me nigger and stripping me naked and using me. None of this every happened in real life as my white pals all treated me with total respect and are to this day really good buddies. But I would still have the fantasies. I even used to imagine my best buddy who is white, making me crawl and lick his feet and do all kinds of nasty stuff to me. You can imagine what. I was fifteen when I fucked my first girl. The guys in high school thought of me as quite a cocksman. I fucked several white girls in school. I am currently dating a white girl. I also get off on the idea of white girls loving big black cocks. I know this is a stereotype, but I am being honest and it turns me on.?
?? ? Sorry to go on like this. I will make it short and to the point. Your stories turned my fantasy life upside down. More and more I wanted to be treated like the boys in your stories. I fantasized about some mean white master totally destroying me and using me. I jerked off this this fantasy, and it was much more powerful than real sex with a girl. I walk around campus looking a white jocks, wishing one of them would just beat the shit out of me, or hurt me or use me. Is that sick or what? I don't know what to do about it. Part of me wants a normal life, and part of me wants and needs this sexual deviancy. I am coming to you for two things. They are opposites really. First, can you send me any more stories you have written about black dudes being totally abused and fucked up? If you have no more about black dudes, I will gratefully appreciate stories about any young guys being totally ruined by you or your friends. I consume anything with your name on it off the internet like a drug addict. I am not exaggerating. I am an intelligent young man, and I know I need to do something about this obsession. Secondly, is the stuff you write just fantasy or is some of it real? DO YOU ACTUALLY WORK WITH YOUNG GUYS AND TRAIN THEM AND ABUSE THEM? Under any circumstances, would you be willing to meet with me and work me over? I crave to be verbally and physically used and abused. Yes, I am scared to even admit it, but the need has grown so great, I know that I can no longer ignore it.?
?? ? Am I a jerk for even writing to you? ? Please answer my letter if you can. ? ? ?Yours ? ? ? ? ? ? Miles Wilson?
Dear Miles: ?First of all thank you for writing to me and for the nice things you said about my work. I can tell from your letter that you are a highly articulate and intelligent young man. Let me get right to the point. Yes, I often do actual work with young men who have needs such as yours. My stories are often extensions of real life experiences. I have taken several young men like you under my wing for extensive training. It is very time consuming for both of us, but can be amazingly rewarding, sexually and psychologically. I can say with some modesty that I have changed the lives of over a dozen young men who now live totally different life styles from what they once thought possible.?
?? Your case (if I may call it that) is interesting because it involves a racial aspect to it. Let me start out by saying that I am in my daily life, in no way a racist. I respect people of all religions and races. But I do know and have encountered certain young men or women whose sexual desires are connected to racial ?factors. Some fine upstanding ?young black men secretly crave to be called abusive names and treated like second class citizens. This is not all that uncommon. And I can admit to a certain sexual thrill in playing a racist sexual game. However, what you are considering is not just a game. It is serious business. I can and would change you. It is probably wise of you to continue to fuck girls white or black, and to be the sane, normal young man with a fine future that you seem to be. Where you want to go is a dark place from which some young men never return. Part of me is thrilled that you love my stories and what happens in them. Part of me needs to warn you that it can totally fuck up your life! Having said that. I would be interested in helping you, if you still desire such experiences. However the demands are great. You would have to put yourself totally in my hands, and at the slightest disrespect or resistance, I would drop all contact with you at once. ? Let me know your thoughts on this. Meantime, I will send you some special stories. ? ? ? ?Dale10
Dear Dale10: Your stories blew my mind. Truly blew my fucking mind. I jerked off until my dick was raw. How much of what you write is true? Do you really take boys that far? Something about me loves using the word boy, as it is often racially demeaning. I would probably shoot in my pants if you just called me, Boy! Thank you so much Sir not only for writing back to me, but for sending me those stories. Do you have any pictures to go with them. You often mention pictures. I surf the web constantly, beating my meat, and find nothing that even comes close to your work. I am speaking the total truth here. You push buttons no one else does. I don't know why. Oh God, I would travel across country if I thought I could just meet you for dinner or something. Is that a chance? I am nineteen so totally legal and everything. All I think about now is being used by you. I am seeing my girlfriend less and less. She thinks I have another girl. I told her that that is not it, but I am going through some stress. When I fuck her, I think about you or some dude like you, making me suck cock or fucking me. I HAVE NEVER DONE ANYTHING LIKE THIS IN REALITY. ?I don't even know if I could. But I know now that I need to find out. ?I think about it all the time. I look at guys in my dorm and around campus and I get hard just dreaming about them using me and calling me NIGGER and hurting me. Jesus, Sir. I don't think I have ever used the N. word before like this. I have a big favor to ask you. Even if you don't want to do anything else with me. Could you maybe write me a letter and verbally abuse me? could you humiliate me for being black? ?I know you don't mean it in real life, but it would so fucking turn me on. ?Any chance you would really consider working with me? I would be willing to pretty much totally commit. I thought about it long and hard (in more ways than one) and I am pretty convinced that I truly need to experience it. If you don't want to ?work with me, can you recommend someone? ?It doesn't have to be in person at first. I mean it can start over the internet or on the telephone. I just really need to feel abused. To know what it is like. ?Is that sick? Am I some kind of freak? I even try tying myself up naked in my dorm room and shit like that, but it doesn't do much for me. I would look for some guy on campus to work me over, but I don't know where or how to look. I have never been to a gay bar or anything. Does this mean that I am Gay? I never thought about it. I mean, I only think of guys in terms of working on me or abusing me. I don't like go around thinking dudes are dreamy or anything like that. I guess I am more screwed up than I thought. ? I really need some advice and help from you. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Miles?
BOY: After reading this letter, you may want to break off contact with me. I will understand that. I am only giving you what you asked for, but it may be too much for you. First of all there are fine intelligent African Americans like our President. ?Then as with all races, there is a lower element. These are Niggers. You are an African American who longs inside to be a Nigger. It may be guilt, or perhaps the inner nigger in you coming out. Niggers can be really valuable for sexual relief and sexual games. First of all, many niggers have huge tackle, large dicks and balls, good for breeding or for sexual play. Second many niggers have nice thick lips and a natural outward thrust to the lips that makes them excellent cocksuckers. Although I prefer a cute white boy in bed with me, I must admit that there is no feeling as good as a nice thick pair of nigger lips wrapped around my dick. Nigger ass is also good, as it is often really round and bubble shaped and can be great to fuck. So niggers are useful. You seem to want to?jettison?your African American lifestyle and take up the life of a nigger cocksucking slut slave. Is that true? You need to answer this for yourself. Stories are one thing. Fantasies also. But real life is an entirely different matter. Do you truly want to be my nigger boy? I might be willing to play with you for a bit. I make no?guarantees?as to what would happen in the future. I would play with you until I grew bored.?
How it would work is this. You would obey my every command. One slip up, and I would break off all contact with you. You would obey everything I told you to do without question. I warn you it would affect your school, personal and family life. Are you ready to risk these things, Spearchucker? Are you ready to potentially sacrifice your family and friends and career just to satisfy your dick and your desire to be racially and sexually abused? Think about this carefully. I will treat you like shit! You will be asked to do things so disgusting, you cannot even imagine them. That is if I approve of you. I don't deal with guys who are not physically attractive to me. I am not putting anyone down, but there is not thrill for me in it if I am not turned on by the fuckface! So to begin with, send me two photos of yourself. You may be dressed, but I want to see your dick in at least one photo. I imagine you have never sent anyone photos of your dick before. I need to see if I am interested in your worthless black Jig body. If this scares you too much. Just don't answer back. If you send the pics, I assume you want to continue. ?Tell me in that case in detail about your sex life. What have you done and not done. How often do you masturbate? If you want me to help you, then from this moment on, you will not masturbate except with my permission. You will not have sex with anyone except with my permission. There will be lots of rules. Many many rules for you to follow. Following my rules will be more important than schoolwork or friends or family. They will be the most important things in your life. Tell me about your family...brothers and sisters. You mention a dorm. Are you far from home? How often do you get home? Do you work? ?If you do work, I hope it is a nigger appropriate job such as cleaning toilets or flipping burgers. Not a job with any class or style. This is the first step in your achieving your goal. You need to work on yourself. You need to stop dressing like a preppy or a college student and start to dress like a street nigger. I AM NOT PLAYING GAMES, SO DON'T WASTE MY TIME. IF YOU ARE NOT SERIOUS ABOU THIS, DON'T WRITE BACK.?
?? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?dale10
Dear Sir: Oh My God, your mail was the most sexually exciting thing that ever happened to me. Fucking a girl never came close to making me feel what I felt reading your mail. I shot three times just the first time I read it, but I couldn't stop. I know now that I really do need this. Please, don't desert me and please be patient with me. This is all brand new to me. But I do know I want and need it. It is no longer a choice for me. I must experience this. Here are my photos. I hope you like my looks and that I am acceptable. I don't know what I will do if I am not. I am afraid my lips are not particularly thick. And my dick I guess is just average in size. But please please give me a chance. I have never sent photos to anyone like this, not even to a girl. Please don't share these photos with anyone. For you I will do anything. ?I have never as I said sucked cock, but I want to suck yours and I want to do a good job. You can teach me what to do. I want to serve you in every way. I NEED TO BE YOUR NIGGER. MY COCK IS SO HARD WRITING THIS IT WANTS TO SHOOT WITHOUT MY EVEN TOUCHING IT. ?I have never felt like this. i read your mail over and over and fantasize you doing horrible wonderful things to me. I don't even care if it is sick. I just don't care. I need it. Tell me what to do, please. I will follow your orders.?
?? ? About my sex life. I started fucking at fifteen. I fucked this black girl who was two years older. I fucked her about five times. We didn't really do much else, except she sucked on my dick a little and I played with and sucked on her tits. Then I didn't fuck again until I was sixteen when I fucked my first white girl. I dated her for about three months and fucked her three or four times a week. She also sucked my dick. I tried to fuck her ass, but she wouldn't let me. Then I fucked three younger girls at my high school. This gave me the reputation of a stud. I guess I was arrogant and got off on it. Two were white and one was black. The guys used to kid me about me liking white pussy. My senior year I had a steady girlfriend who I fucked two to three times a week. I did fuck her in the ass. Sometimes she used to slap my balls, which made me really hot. I used to pretend she was a rich Southern white plantation girl and I was her nigger stud. I know that is stupid, but it was a big fantasy of mine. This year in college I fucked three girls, each about five or six times. I asked one girl to lick my ass, and she wouldn't go out with me again. In stories chicks are always licking guys asses, but I guess you are right that reality and stories are very different. I hang around the gym now alot, looking at white guys and imagining them making me be their slave, drying their bodies after showers, cleaning their jockstraps, sick stuff like that, and of course sucking their dicks and even licking their asses and balls. Does this make me gay? ?So that is pretty much my sexual life. ?
?? ? I have a sister two years younger than me and a brother four years younger than me. I stayed in the dorm this last semester, but may stay home next semester. My home is near the campus and I love my home and family. I thought dorm life might be fun, but its not so great. Please write back to me soon. I can't stand waiting for your mails. I hope you approve of me. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Miles?
NIGGER: What a fucking dumb black piece of shit you are. I no sooner tell you not to masturbate without permission, when you write that you shot off three times over my mail. If you can't control that nigger dick of yours, I guess I just won't write to you anymore. By the way, you are to be totally bare assed naked when you write to me and you are to have a hard dick at all times when writing to me. Your photos are acceptable for starters. Although you are right. Your lips are rather useless and your dick is not impressive. We'll work on that however. Your chest is sexy and your tits show potential. We can have some fun with them. I will show your fucking photos to whomever I wish. I have already shown several of my buddies and we have had a good laugh at what a dumb looking nigger you are, and how your dick is nothing to write home about. ?You will need to be severely punished for daring to stick your filthy nigger dick into white pussy. Fucking street niggers don't touch white girls, and I have come to the conclusion that you are not an African American, but a filthy fucking street nigger. You think fucking a white girl makes you important. You fucking piece of shit. You will be taught.?
The first thing I want you to do is to go out and get a part time job. I don't care if you need the money or not. You will get a part time job. And the job you will get will be cleaning toilets! ?You will go around to stores or bars or I don't give a shit where, and ask if there is job open for someone to clean the toilets. THAT IS SPECIFICALLY WHAT YOU WILL INQUIRE ABOUT. A JOB CLEANING THE TOILETS! Many places may find you a total laughing stock piece of shit nigger freak for wanting a job like that. That will give you your first taste of the kind of humiliation you seek. I want you to report to me the results of your efforts. And I want you to get a job within the week! You might try on campus. Cleaning the urinals where college boys piss and the toilets where they shit, might be good experience for you. This is your first task! ?And then I want some nice photos of you in tight white underpants. I want to see the white of the underpants against your nigger skin. DO NOT MASTURBATE OR CUM WITHOUT PERMISSION. DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND YOU BRAINLESS JIG? IF YOU CAN'T CONTROL YOUR PICKANINNY PRICK DON'T WRITE BACK! ?Have you ever had thoughts about fucking your nigger slut of a sister? Is she fucking? She is seventeen, most nigger girls fuck by eleven or twelve. How many guys do you think have fucked her? Is your little nigger brother fucking cunt yet? ?We need to get your mind on the right things, Boy. Fucking and sucking is all a nigger like you should be thinking about. I want you to look carefully at the guys at the gym and report to me which guys have the biggest dicks. I want names! I want to know what they look like. Get to work Sambo! ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? dale10
p.s. From now on sign your letters Sambo or Nigger?
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After living in the Netherlands for 33 years I was ready for a big change. I had been toying withthe idea of moving to another country to get away from the stress of it all for a while.I had girlfriends in the Netherlands. Wives.I had one nighters and 2 nighters. I wasn't doing bad for myself.But, there was something missing on the girl side. I love variety. I think I've been withevery kind of girl I COULD be with in the Netherlands. I started thinking about other countries.Other girls. Other...
The Newlyweds Chapter 1: Boy's Shorts Ji-min, my new wife, wanted to be called Jasmin now that she arrived in America. We have known each other for for about three years. She served on several mission trips in Africa. And I served in the Peace Corps. Thinking myself too small and not aggressive enough for regular military service I thought it was a good choice. And it was. When we met she was fifteen and I was eighteeen. Over the years she and I exchanged love letters, text...
My latest bit of “whoring” was so hot, that he asked me to write a story about it. Bear with me, as this is my first attempt at literature. Trust me; I suck cock much better than I write. This past weekend my two girlfriends and I decided that a “girl’s weekend” was in order. We planned a road-trip to go see a professional bull rider’s rodeo in the next state over from ours. I wish I could say that I wasn’t thinking about finding myself some hot stud of a cowboy to fuck and suck, but...
Introduction: A more recent detailed account of Anne Marie being the slutwife that she is. This time, she wrote the story. My husband and I have been together for 17 years now and believe me, I consider myself to be the luckiest wife in the world. You see, we have what you might call an arrangement. He allows me to fuck pretty much whoever I want, whenever I want. I, in turn have to promise to tell him all the sordid details of my slutty encounters. My latest bit of whoring was so hot, that...
A very solidly busted student called Philippa Boyd was assigned to show Katrina and Angela around the College. Philippa’s breasts were big and bounced along very happily with every step and movement of her body. They looked just great as they swung along and bumped into each other. Philippa always got admiring looks and smiles from the male students and staff as she passed. Angela and Katrina were delighted and entranced at her bubbly and buoyant attitude to everything. “You know,” she said,...
Little Johnny is delivering newspapers. He knocks on a door and says to the lady, "I'm collecting today... that'll be five dollars."She says, "I'm a little short on cash, but I'll gladly give you some great sex instead."Little Johnny agrees, "All right."He walks in and the lady undoes his pants and pulls them down. To her surprise, she sees the biggest penis she's ever seen.Little Johnny then reaches into his shirt pocket, pulls out a handful of washers, and begins sliding them onto his...
As a child, Tyler was always a quiet, sheltered person and rarely went outside unless he was hanging out with friends. It was mostly because he would have had to deal with the bullies. One day the bullies started to pick on him, which he stood up for himself, only to be beaten up by them. They were beating him so bad to the point he was almost dead, but then a rough girl came in and fought them off. That was the day he met Emily, his new friend, and they got along pretty well, not many...
It was a rainy Sunday; Bernie was just sitting around the off-campus apartment, watching The A-Team on NBC with George Peppard, and Chicago-born actor Mr. T. with two other girls, Frannie and Meg. Val was out on a date with Joe, and Bernie was more than a little jealous with the knowledge they were getting very serious about each other. Eventually, she got hungry, and got up to make herself and the others some spaghetti. As she stirred the sauce, she idly wondered if Eddie Boyle was going to...
A little about me, my name is Tim and I am now 15 and starting high school. I have always been a skinny undefined young man. I was always told that one day I would blossom and grow, and it never happened. I have always been the little shy and quite boy with only one good friend who was my next door neighbor Bobby and he was a little older than me but small and quite like I was and now he is moving away although after he started high school he seemed to mature more and become more outgoing, he...
I was taking a walk to stay--all right; I'll admit it--to get in shape, when I saw the "Going Out of Business" sign in the second-hand furniture store a block north of my condo. I wasn't in the market for anything, new or used, but I can't resist a bargain, and what was better for finding a bargain, I asked myself, than a store that was having a going- out-of-business sale? The store offered everything you could imagine, in every condition you could imagine--sofas, tables, chairs,...
This story is a spin-off from my earlier story So-Called Friend. Using the first part of it I going to use a totally different story line. If you haven't read the first part of So-called Friend please do so. So-Called Friend: The Sissyboy By Jennifer Allison As my step-mom drove I tried to explain what had happened. All I got in return was. "I knew there was something about you Dean. Now I have the proof. Now shut up and stop whining. I don't want to hear another word...
Author’s Note: From an idea by a friend on another site comes this story of role playing, X-men, funny stuff, and hamsters. It’s probably much funnier if you’ve ever played a role-playing game. I combined it with another story a role-player told me about a game where he had giant space hamsters, and his players got out of hand with them. This is the result. Disclaimer: I made up the game of Space Cowboys and the Fantastic Gaming House company. To my knowledge, there is no space game with Old...
Gay - cross dressing – femboy - feminization – blow jobs – anal sex – hand job – lingerieWhen I was finishing high school, I did a lot of different jobs to raise money. I mowed grass, worked part-time on a construction crew, and pumped gas, all to raise funds for college. I had been accepted to the college of my dreams on a partial wrestling scholarship, but my parents weren't going to be able to help with the other expenses. While I hoped to eventually turn the partial scholarship into a full...
I was about 16 when I started to take an interest in how I looked, until then I had been a school uniform or jeans and sweatshirt sort of boy. But as I approached my end of school exams, I noticed girls, not as sex objects like my friends did, but as clothes horses. They wore some amazing things away from school. And unlike my friends, I wanted to share in this joy of taking an interest in how I look. The first thing I did was to take better care of my hair, using my mother's shampoo,...
It was the Friday after Thanksgiving and my husband had to work and my son had gone for the weekend to stay with some friends, so I took the time to start putting up the Christmas decorations in our home. It was quite warm that day since we live in the South so all I had on was a white, button blouse and a pair of loose white gym shorts (the nylon silky kind) with no bra or panties. I was hanging garland around the fireplace when the front doorbell rang.I went to the window and peeked out to...
First TimeI got out of bed at 6 AM to make my husband breakfast as usual. Quarter to seven he left for work and I had half an hour before I had to wake the children up for school. It was part of my daily routine. As usual I couldn't make any ruckus because that would wake the children up early and they wouldn't like that. Instead I just poured myself a cup of coffee as I do every morning. Still wearing the robe I went to get the morning paper exactly as usual. But this morning the paper wasn't...
The following is a true story to the best of my and my wife's recollection. This is about my mature hotwife who went back to college and seduced her teenage lab partner. In most cuckold stories, the wives are gorgeous blondes with huge breasts and very cute or pretty faces. That is not the case here. Susan is the Consummate Plain Jane. She carries a few extra pounds from having c***dren. However, Susan is extremely sensual, passionate, and has the most sexually creative mind of anyone I've...
Toyboy Boytoy By Beverley Ann Miles I must have been heavily asleep. I finally awoke, as my mouth was forced open - and something plastic was being crammed in - and by that time, it was already too late to do anything about it! The little plastic circle had been inserted, covering my teeth and locking my mouth open. I couldn't figure out what it was. I lay on my side on the bed, already bound at knees and ankles, my wrists were secured behind my back. I was rolled face down...
Demonde Scott woke up early most days.. He leaned over and kissed his girlfriend’s forehead. He threw on some basketball shorts, a tank top, and a pair of multicolored Nike Joyride Dual Run sneakers. The 5’11”; 200-pound man headed out of his small house on the compound where Westerners lived while working in the Kingdom. He stretched then launched into morning 2-mile run. The air felt thick on his skin. It was around 65% humidity at present, but the temp was good at a little over 80 °F.He...
“I see you were using the pods again,” Marion White, the ships First Officer, says as she enters the galley to see Regina on the deck naked. “Unauthorized use of company property for personal pleasure is not allowed you know.” Regina lifts her head from the deck and blinks away the sleep. “Why don’t you just shove it up your ass,” she sneers. Marion walks over and pulls out an egg from a pod and pops it in her mouth. “You know, I don’t know what makes you so special.” She takes a seat and...
"Well I think he's cute," Nancy said defensively, "just because he's not the captain of the football team doesn't mean he wouldn't be fun to go out with!!!" Becky rolled her eyes in exasperation and replied, "Good grief, Nan, he looks like a wimp, do wanna go out with a guy you could probably beat up with one arm tied behind your back!?!" "Hrrrumph," Nancy shot back, "I don't plan on wrestling with him, after all, we're going to a dance, not a professionally wrestling match!!!" "Just the same,"...
EroticReddit Playboy, aka r/Playboy! I’m pretty sure you’ve all heard of the magazine Playboy. It’s one of the biggest names in the adult industry, and it has existed even before porn was a thing. This magazine was the best thing a teenager in the 90s could hope to get. Blockbuster and other video renting stores never let minors rent out XXX movies, so the only thing they could hope to get is a playboy magazine at the corner store from the shop owner who doesn’t give a shit about what these guys are...
Reddit NSFW ListI closed in on her woman parts. I could smell her. I had never smelt a woman before and the scent drove me wild. I started to kiss and lick at her entry point, fast and furiously. “Slowly at first Trent. Like a lovely flower that needs to open in the morning light. Slowly.†It was prom night. I was all excited because after tonight school would be over and I would never have to go back and see the bloody jock that always made my life a nightmare I had built up the courage to ask Silvia Jackson,...
First TimeI was having a quiet drink on a Saturday night in a favorite bar of mine. My table was at the rear of the main part of the bar. I say the main part because there is another part where you go through a special door to get to and not too many people know of it outside the regular patrons of the bar. In that special part is a low bar where a lot of business transactions are carried out. A guy I sort of knew came in with his wife and her sister. I knew that both women lived and slept with the guy,...
BisexualNewlywed Husband Learns the TruthLisa is a very large woman in her early twenties. She is about 5'6" and weighs about 380. She is definitely what you would call a SSBBW.John is a skinny, dorky white guy in his twenties.Pastor Lamont is in his late fifties, with gray hair and a gray goatee.John and Lisa had dated for almost two years before he proposed. They had a great relationship, but she told him she was going to wait until marriage to have sex with him. Lucky for John, she allowed him...
When Mrs Estelle B. came into the lobby a month ago I wanted to pitch her myself. Stacked, classy, blonde with the pouty full lips I love. Course I didn't have a chance. No luggage except a purse, I caught the look from the manager, she paid with a credit card to a phoney gardening shop the Royale owned, so this wasn't her first time. Meant she had a buck lined up already, which she did. An hour after I showed her the room, a huge black buck picked up the key in the lobby. Couple hours after I...
When Mrs Estelle B. came into the lobby a month ago I wanted to pitch her myself. Stacked, classy, blonde with the pouty full lips I love. Course I didn't have a chance. No luggage except a purse, I caught the look from the manager, she paid with a credit card to a phoney gardening shop the Royale owned, so this wasn't her first time. Meant she had a buck lined up already, which she did. An hour after I showed her the room, a huge black buck picked up the key in the lobby. Couple hours after I...
"You're the new girl, huh?" The boy was bigger than me, and probably a year or two older. "What's your name?" "Ashley," I replied, sitting on my motorcycle and drinking a Mountain Dew. We were in the old suburbs. There wasn't much else around except the school, a couple churches maybe, and a Seven-Eleven, so that's where I'd gone. It sucks moving to a new city when you're sixteen, but it could be kind of fun too, depending on what you're looking for. "You look like a guy,"...
My dick grew semi-hard even before we got out of the car.I knew I wanted to attend the Newport Naval Academy even before my father set the DeSoto's parking brake. Beyond the car window, about twenty feet away, three good-looking boys stood talking. Their tight white uniforms hugged their lithe teenage bodies rather provocatively. My parents insisted on a military type school. I was on my way to becoming a little punk and strict school discipline would "straighten" me out. Well, the "out" part...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...
How do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...
HistoricalHow do you explain to your fiancé that there are dark secrets – even ghosts – in your family history? And that some of those ghosts are not fully relegated to the past.It was a crisp, but not cold, end of October evening in the “middle ground” just north of Vidalia, Louisiana, when Shelly stepped out of the woods and walked across the harvested cotton patch toward a small square of grass and weeds that stuck out almost like an island into the empty field. If you looked closely at that square,...
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