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Daddy's little Girl meets The Anonymous Reader Fortuitous Rendezvous Gemma was enjoying her new life since moving to Australia

18-year-old Tasha's, sexy webcam broadcast is interrupted by the family pet. I'm Tasha, but everybody calls me Ta-Ta. Because of my chocolate 38 C breasts. I'm 18 and petite at, 5' 6" tall, 115 lbs of dark chocolate. I rock a short Halle Berry hairstyle

Author's note: This story is set in a small late-1700s American town, the name of which has been lost to time. There are a couple minor gay (male on male and female on female) scenes. They're not too detailed but I thought I'd warn y'all

planet with the promise of a new life… Jean had not expected to see her fiend from the city in the Hub let alone in ‘the Underbelly’ she was slightly nervous that she might be caught out how much had Mica told Azura, it couldn’t be much Azura had acted normal maybe she didn’t know about the hole

The story of how Shante met "Billy the kid" My name is Shante Jackson. I'm a 38-year-old black woman from Mobile Alabama. I'm 5" 8' 160 pounds of chocolate goodness. After graduating Law school, I moved to Los Angeles California. Where I work 70 hours a week

"Just be yourself. Everyone will love you!" That's what my mother said to me the day she dropped me off at the university. I open my eyes staring at my ceiling and the bright morning light shining in my peripherals. "Myself

Author’s Note: Fictional former Playboy Playmates. All sisters. I wanted them to have two stories. In their first, they are all about black cock. In their second, it’s their sons. This will separate the themes a bit better

CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally

Things get wild in Africa. Pt 3 I had just finished my morning shower, I glanced out of the window as I dried and saw Mary walking up the path. I could see she had her snake sticks with her. I finished off quickly, got myself dressed and rushed off to meet her

Feeling giddy she looks round not sure how she got there Anna looks down at herself, gasping she sees the blue wrap around dress she threw away that morning in the hotel. Suddenly Anna realises she’s remembering the events of that night

A continuation of the story “A Stripper’s Life: Kitten” or in other words, Part II. If you haven’t read the first part, I would reccomend that you do so before reading this story. Although I do prefer that you read the first part, it’s not essential

So bored so wearied, that was Jason’s feelings

As I have written in a previous story, Spanking and Sexual Awakening; most of my sexual education came from being in the home of my friend Sharon, whose Father was a Judge. This is a true account of another time I watched the Judge

Eric heard the doorbell chime and looked around for his wife. “You gonna get that?” he shouted. Hearing the shower running, he reluctantly muted the remote and got up to answer the door. There were two people standing in the hallway

I remember seeing her from across the room earlier tonight. She looked so sad and lost. There was something about her, something untouchable but a desire to be held. She say there in the cut, lost in the shadows, barely noticable but I couldn't turn away