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Well all I can say is that I brought it on myself. It started off innocently enough about a week after our marriage, when as she lay snuggled against me after we’d made love I began telling her of a dream, really a fantasy of mine. I told her how in my dream/fantasy I’d been watching TV and she came into the living room wearing a really short pleated skirt and a skimpy little top without any buttons that she’d tied just beneath her breasts, you know kinda like a gypsy, and then with hands [read more...]
The old office building was run down. The once white neighborhood was now all black, and the area was constantly affected by crime. In the Nolan Building, the first seven floors were vacant. Only the ninth floor was in steady use, and this was a black publishing company known as “Sepia Review”.
The total office personnel consisted of the owner, Mrs. Jardine, a black woman in her early fifties, and eleven female staff members. Four were stenographers, and the remaining seven were responsible for putting together each monthly issue. On this particular day, everyone was quite unhappy. Another white advertiser [read more...]
Jenny’s Story – Part One: Lisa Takes Charge – By Marlboro Man
Lisa circled the bed slowly.
Jenny’s arms were firmly held to the bedframe by the shackles on her wrists. A broad leather strap held her body down on the bed. She strained to reach Lisa’s soft skin and lush body, but the younger blonde-haired girl held back just out of reach.
Both women were naked. Lisa held a large vibrating dildo that was covered with flavored KY jelly in one hand, and a leather strap in the other. Her tits bounced on her chest as she surveyed her [read more...]
When I was around 14 we moved to Jamaica, which is an island in the Caribbean Sea. My father was big in imports at the time, and he moved to there to run that end of the business while my uncle ran the stateside end. We had a lot of money and we moved into a hell of a nice house next to the beach. It was a big, two story job and the attic had been converted into a bedroom, and that’s where I lived. I had a little terrace and I could walk on it and sunbathe or [read more...]
We stepped off the plane in Jamaica and the company rep was waiting with our car. Because of work and social obligations with the large company staff in Jamaica, Sondra and I had little time to misbehave. Finally, we were finished, and at our host’s suggestion, we asked the chauffeur, Samuel, to come up to our room to arrange an island tour the next day (our last full day on the island).
Samuel was a good-looking man, older than us, very black, with a trace of gray at his temples, and that wonderful island accent. Sondra and I had been [read more...]
I suppose that this is the kind of story that makes us attorneys seem like assholes to the little guys of this world, but the fact is that the first thing an attorney learns is to take care of “number one”–because no one else will. Nice guys win only in the movies. In real life, it’s selfish pricks like me that get the cream, the money and the best sex that’s out there just for the asking–as long as you don’t let your conscience stand in your way.
This was a standard non-support case–dirt-ball husband in a nearby town, remarried, [read more...]
From that point on Brenda never complained about anything. Neither of us spoke very much for a long time. I kept her tied to the bed and continued playing with her body, testing her responsiveness to different stimuli and making her come time after time in every conceivable way. She and I both drifted in and out of sleep occasionally, following our orgasms, but I used her in some way or another the entire time, not worrying about whether she was asleep or not.
She understood now that I was going to use her sexually for as long as I [read more...]
When I was a young, single guy, I was working in a plant in the South as a stockboy; that is, I piled the parts on the benches for the girls and women to pack for shipment. There were twenty-eight females in the packing department, nineteen of whom were black, and nine guys, including me, five of whom were black.
All were really terrific people and good workers, and I liked them all. In fact, we all still keep in touch and are really great friends. I am a white guy. My favorite person of all was a full-bodied [read more...]
I am a white guy of forty-six, now happily married with children. About fifteen years ago when I worked in the South, I was very good friends with a then nineteen-year-old black girl named Sarah. She was one of the prettiest black females I have ever seen in her face; shiny blue/black hair, great soft brown eyes, a sensitive mouth. She was slightly on the plump side, but in my opinion, it only made her more alluring.
About two times a week I would drop in on Sarah for the express purpose of going down on her. That girl was [read more...]
When I got back to the gym I found Ashleigh asleep on the training table. She looked so angelic, laying there so quietly, but yet there was a whorish quality to her as well, her ass and thighs covered with red whelps from the whippings and her asshole and cunt dripping with the juice of her fuckings.
I was able to unclasp her wrists and attach the handcuffs before she awoke enough to realize what was happening. I lowered the heavy chain from the ceiling and connected it to the handcuffs before disconnecting the ankle cuffs which still held [read more...]
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