Once an All-American collegiate football player, Jamar Dyson was destined to go pro. However in a bizarre twist of fate, he tore the ACLs in both knees during the final game. It was another year of extensive rehab and therapy before Jamar was back on his feet. By then his name, which once made headlines had faded into obscurity. Jamar no longer stood out, but just another face in the crowd. Fortunately his scholarship wasn't a total waste and he graduated with a degree in health & nutrition. Sure it wasn't glamorous as the pros, nor was he being paid millions but Jamar really enjoys being a personal trainer. It gave him great satisfaction knowing he was helping people better their lives. The greatest thing was being surrounded by hot, attractive women ... Read More»

* Her breast were huge, at least that was what Kaman thought as she glanced down at herself again for the umpteenth time tonight. She was wearing a slim fitting blue dress that showed off her curves but concealed the tiny bump which had begun to make its appearance. However, her breasts were really the only true physical noticeable change her body had made so far from the pregnancy. Dr. Robinson had assured her all was well when she voiced concern about her size. Sarah on the other hand was wearing a beautiful red sheath dress that hugged her curves but not too tightly and very high black heels. They were both out to dinner with Perry, his treat after much insisting on his part that she come out with him. She looked around nervously as she followed behind ... Read More»

I had always been a good student in school. Not really a genius, but smart enough that I very rarely got below a B average. I prided myself on getting my assignments turned in on time, and being a good student. School and studies were something that had always come natural to me. There is though, always that one class, which is just so tough, not even the smartest person can pass it. It doesn't happen often, but they do come around. Mine came around in my sophomore year of college. And let me tell you, it was a very difficult class. The class was Elementary Statistics, a mathematics course required to be taken in order to get into the college of education. Granted, mathematics has never been my strong suit. Quite frankly, I can barely multiply 8 x 8 without ... Read More»

I've never had a black man yet alone two. But I'm always willing to try something new. And so it happened. I had my two black men. Let me tell you about it. There I was at some club in Soho with my so-called friends. It was a quiet Wednesday night and not much had happened. I'd spotted a couple of cute black guys at the bar but they wanted to leave. The music was crap and there weren't enough good-looking men for them. So they left and I stayed. Lowering my top a bit, I coolly walked up to the bar and put myself in the middle of them. The tall one seemed a little annoyed at this. "Excuse me, but what are you doing?" came the deep American voice. "Just having a drink. One double baileys please." I called out to the bartender. ... Read More»

My name is Amy and I want to tell you about my life thus far. I hope you will enjoy my story. Some of you may even have thought about you life in the same way. But, for now, just listen to it and you can tell me about yours when I'm finished. I've been married to Stephen for the last twenty-seven years. The first fifteen were wonderful. We had three beautiful babies and they all have made it good in the world. Stephen was very much in love with me and he dotted on me constantly. We have a beautiful home in Falls Church and are considered pillars of the community. We attend every event and Stephen always heads on or more committees. I always bake cakes and pie to share with our neighbors. He had a good job and made enough money where I wouldn't have to ... Read More»

There was very little mysterious about a white or Caucasian woman's body for my generation even though we lived in a coloured, Asian region. We grew up on a staple of Western porn and we'd seen more pink nipples, reddish areolas, shaved creamy pubic mounds, or blonde pubic hair, glistening pink pussies and light brown anuses than their much darker counterparts on our own women. And although a white woman remained a huge fantasy, we were more than content with our own girls and women. The colour of her skin hardly mattered when her pussy squeezed your dripping wet cock as you tried to pull out and push in. That was until today I told myself, slightly jolted as Emma nudged her cheek against my bare shoulder and her short, curled brown hair tickled me in the ... Read More»

Andy is a 27 years old guy, who has always had trouble getting a woman. He has only had a couple of girlfriends before. And when he did manage to get a girlfriend, they always left him after a while. After his last girlfriend dumped him over a year ago, he covered himself in his work. Andy works as a financial advisor at a bank. Andy has kind of an average look. He has dark blond hair and he's about 6 feet tall. He is also a rather skinny guy. But he's in rather good shape, due to the fact that he runs a couple of miles every day. Except for his trouble with women, he has always been a positive guy. But last week he decided to start going out again. He has been going to night clubs, pubs and those kinds of places. But so far, he has had no luck ... Read More»

I am now an old man. I have lived a full life and have had my share of excitement but I will never forget my days as an airman or should I say Hair Man in the Air Force. I was posted in Devon, England in 1944 during the last few months of World War II. D-Day was being planned and General Eisenhower was to take command of the Allied Forces. I was just past 20 and having a great time. I had flown in to London from Michigan and was taken in as to how we were perceived as saviors. My mate Samuel was with me too and he was a big African American. We had our moments in England but we were soon to directed to do sorties across enemy lines mainly to drop forces. Samuel and me were in charge to drop 14 troops in Nice in France. Once we crossed over we developed engine ... Read More»

They'd been toying with one another all evening. Charles hadn't been able to keep his eyes off the woman. He didn’t recall ever meeting such a woman like her around the art gallery or any of the other circles of friends who made up the party that night. She was of an average height, but carried herself with an easy blend of elegance and mischieviousness such that she stood out. Poise and playfulness, Charles thought. Curiosity won out, and Charles found himself asking different friends about her. He found out her name was Helen, and she was an old friend of their hostess. Tracking Mary down, Charles tapped her lightly on the shoulder and asked, “What can you tell me about your friend Helen?” Mary grinned at him and sipped her champagne. “Which Helen would ... Read More»

After months of enjoying my husband Gary's stories about our swinging adventures I have finally given in to his nagging and decided to write my side of things! I have read and re-read his stories and want to write about my favourite adventures over the last 18 months or so of our swinging fun. After careful thought the best swinging time for me was when we first met Ray at the club. Gary and I love group sex and I had also lusted with the thought of sleeping with a black man, so when these two fantasies came together when we met Ray I was in heaven. Gary is so pleased that I have the same sexy dreams as him; I just love to fulfill these when he is there with me. One thing always helps when I am in the mood for some fun, booze! I do like a drink to help remove ... Read More»

PART 2 Eagerly Waiting After I came down from the sexual high, we decided to get clean and to follow the resort’s dress code. White hubbies were to be nude. White wives were also to be nude but with a little cover of a minimal ballerina’s chemise wraparound that barely covered our derrieres. So skimpily attired we withdrew to the patio relaxing comfortably around a table that had drinks labeled “his and hers”. "What a pleasant surprise. “La Dame de Pique people really know how to pamper its guests” I said. I let the drink and the sea breeze blowing up my legs unwind me. Two closest tables to us had two white couples with a black male sat with them. There were a few more tables with white women sat with black males all exhibiting their lustful urges and sex play ... Read More»

********* *** ********** "Nice. Looks like someone worked this baby over pretty good." Joel stared at her. "Brittani...you know anything about this?" "Maybe..." she said running her manicured fingers along the body of his car. "Maybe? Look, you know how important this car is to me. I know you didn't do this" he asked more than he stated. Silence. "Tell me you didn't do this." "You know...I did see someone. I saw this tall black guy over here with a bat, but..." "Brittani don't fucking play with me. What did you see?" "Joel, it didn't have to be this way. You made it. You could have been happy with me, but...I play second fiddle to no one." ... Read More»

"Zack, put me down. You're being ridiculous," Terri protested as Zack carried her up the flight of stairs to her apartment. "No, sweet, I'm being the type of man that you deserve," Zack replied, nuzzling into her neck. "I hope this isn't my present. Because if it is, it's nice, but not what I was expecting." "And just what were you expecting, Buttercup?" Zack asked, pulling his face back with a mischievous grin on his face. Hopefully, she was expecting exactly what he was going to give her. "Umm, well, judging from the look that you gave me in the car, I was kind of expecting wild sex on various surfaces in the apartment." Terri could feel her cheeks heat as she thought about just what they could do on ... Read More»

This summer, I had finally a chance to meet up in a more private location with my friend F., since we didn’t have that chance last year. Just like in 2007, we met in Starbucks, Plaza Indonesia(I think we even got the same table) and had a nice conversation at first. But because she had to go to work again the next day, we decided to leave and go to my place to continue our conversation there. We had a though time finding my place(or let’s say the taxi driver had, we had a hard time explaining), but finally we made it and went up to my room. In there, a friend of mine had been waiting for me(she helped me getting the place, so the receptionist gave her the key anytime she wanted). That was surely a very strange moment, mostly because this friend of mine has a ... Read More»

I was sitting there reading over my biology notes when I saw him enter the lounge. It’s hard not to miss him. He’s flat out gorgeous, 6’0”, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes and a great smile. He’s the dreamiest white guy I’ve ever seen. But I never pursued anything since I’ve only seen him date white girls, cheerleader types at that. I returned my attention to my biology and absent mindedly ate my chocolate fluff sandwich. Ya I know, not really healthy, but I’ve never been worried about that. As much junk as I eat I should be a whale, but I’m a nice size 4 and got the hourglass thing happenin for me so I don’t care. As the amoebas and such started to clutter my mind, it wandered back to Jeff. God Damn that man is fine! I knew I wasn’t going to be able to study ... Read More»