Nervously, I stepped into my heels and checked myself one last time in the mirror. I was carefully preparing myself for a night out with the boys. My husband Tim had invited his new client Richard over for a swim, one thing led to another, a few drinks, a little weed, and all of a sudden the three of us were heading out to the local bar together. Richard was big, six-foot-four, well over 200 pound and solid muscle. He was very dark skinned, yet very good looking. He spoke with a native (I think) Jamaican accent, and was very well mannered. He seemed quite the gentleman, and seemed qiute the ladies man I might add. Being a shy little white girl from a small New England hamlet, I had never seen a black man stripped down to only a bathing suit before. I was ... Read More»

Brodie couldn’t dance worth a lick. Most people found this strange. Brodie had been playing in bands since he was sixteen and was one of the best drummers in town. The man knew how to keep a beat when he was behind his trap set but couldn’t make his body move to it when he was on a dance floor. Maybe that’s what attracted him to Jennifer. Brodie was the only white dude in an otherwise black jazz combo. They were doing a gig in a small club in Harlem when Jennifer first caught his eye. Behind her glasses she looked like a little secretary. Her short, tight body had a nice set of little titties that showed well in her tight blue dress. The sister didn’t have much in the hips department but her little tiny butt looked solid. Her big eyes, thin lips and smooth, ... Read More»

“Now let’s see what’s next on our agenda!” auctioneer Tom Finch said into the microphone. The thirty or so couples in the audience sat around their tables sipping expensive wine waited a little impatiently for Tom to continue! “Come on, Tommy,” a woman from the back of the room hollered, “let’s get on with it, I’m already dripping like a leaky faucet!!!” There were loud guffaws from all around the room as Tom turned to the crowd and kidded, “Okay, husbands, this next one is gonna make you sick!” “Send out number twenty two!” he asked while looking backstage. Ten seconds later the curtain opened and a tall thin black male with a shaved head made his way to the front of the stage where he waited in a pure white terry cloth bath robe for Tommy to begin! “All right, ... Read More»

Fonda and Paul were lying naked on Paul's bed, basking in the afterglow of another amazing sex session. Paul lay on his back, his arm around Fonda. Fonda's head was on his shoulder, her ebony leg draped over Paul's ivory leg. She was running her brown hand slowly over Paul's muscular, tanned chest, enjoying the contrast. Paul was running his fingers through Fonda's hair. With lust satisfied, they were discovering each other as people. "Paul, honey, could I ask you something?" "Anything," Paul replied. "I know that most men fantasize about fucking more than one woman at a time. Do you?" Fonda asked. Paul laughed softly and said, "Yeah, I do. Why do you ask?" Fonda brushed her fingertip over Paul's nipple and ... Read More»

We walked into the house and Mrs. Jensen was standing by the light green kitchen counter, reading the latest article of Romantic Homes. She smiled broadly when we entered. "Hi boys," she said. "Back already?" "Hey Mom," Drew said absentmindedly. "Hi Mrs. Jensen," I replied. "Wow Michael, look at you," said Mrs. Jensen. "You've grown up into quite a handsome young man haven't you?" As she spoke, she ran her finger against the strap of her sleeveless green halter-top. Her top didn't show a lot of cleavage, but when combined with her tight low rise navy blue jeans, revealed a good amount of midriff and back. It was almost typical mother attire, but she took the outfit to a whole new dimension. Mrs. Jensen was the type of older woman who had mastered how ... Read More»

"What did you just say to me?" Elaine said after a few blinks in disbelief. "There's really no need for me to repeat myself," Dr. Doherty replied in his Irish accent. "I'm certain you heard me clearly the first time," he said taking off his glasses allowing her to see his icy cold blue eyes without any obstruction now. She scoffed as he pushed up the sleeves of the scarlet striped button down, revealing a tattoo on the inside of his forearm, no doubt in Gaelic. The tall, well defined man stood only enough to push open the window of his office and turned on the fan creating a soft whir in the room. Afterwards, relaxing back in his seat. Her coffee bean colored eyes scanned shelves and bookcases chocked neatly full and ... Read More»

I am a 45 year old woman who is really turned on by younger guys. I was out at one of my favorite clubs the other night, and although it was a Friday night, the place was pretty empty. I was just enjoying talking with my friends and enjoying being off of work. I had drank a few beers and was just talking to this person, and then walking around and talking to other people. I had just gotten another beer and was standing near the bar, when this black guy walked up to me, and introduced himself to me. He said his name was Sid and that he had seen me the last weekend out there, and had been watching me. He said where is your boyfriend? I told him I didn't have a boyfriend so I didn't have to worry about talking to people because there was no one to tell me who I ... Read More»

To Dean it was just another adventure. His wealthy parents had died in a car crash a few years back. Dean was happy to let his older brother run the family business. He lived quite happily off his share of the dividends and interest from the family fortune. He was twenty-five and didn’t have any plans of settling down soon. Why should he? He was rich. He could do whatever he wanted and if he fell, well, money has a way of making sure you always land on your feet. Dean was a cat man and he knew it, in fact he reveled in it. He’d grabbed the flight to Lukla on a whim. He’d been in Katmandu and decided to do some exploring. Dean knew he was in no shape to take on Mt. Everest on any other monsters in the Himalayas but figured it would be fun to poke around the ... Read More»

Beth, I have been enjoying the stories on your site for quite awhile now and I have finally decided to share one of mine. I’m wet just thinking about the secrets I’m about to confess…but at the same time I do feel a twinge of guilt. My husband Alex thinks he is the only guy I ever fucked. I met Alex during my senior year of high school. We sat next to each other in history class. We dated a few times. I think I was the only girl in the class of '97 who was still a virgin when I graduated. I wanted to fuck Alex, but he was really clueless and shy. We ended up going to different colleges in Texas that are about 100 miles apart. I went away to study dance and Alex to study criminal justice. We saw each other on breaks and long weekends. Alex finally ... Read More»

It's funny how when there is something that a part of us wants to do while another part doesn't, we sometimes build up walls to guard ourselves against giving in to our weaker side. Such was the case with my wife Sally when it came to my desire to see her with a black man. I had gotten so used to her throwing those walls up that I had quit even consciously thinking about it. But, you know, it's funny how sometimes if you just leave a wall alone, don't do anything to tear it down or to reinforce it, it will start to crumble on its own. That was the case with Sally and the crumbling was so subtle that I think not even she realized it and I certainly didn't recognize it until the wall was almost totally in a shambles. There were plenty enough signs. Suddenly she ... Read More»

Hit It There’s something about a black man that just really turns me on. I’m a petite blonde girl, big blue eyes and long hair, but to me, a black man is the finest piece of guy out there. I had this one guy who was really tall, about 6’6”. He had really short hair, not quite fully shaved, but really close-cut. He had the whole broad shoulders and gorgeous muscle tone thing going, a really hot ass and killer smile. I really liked him, and so when he asked me if I wanted to go out to the club with him, of course I was thrilled. I got dressed in one of my slinky black dresses and high-heeled shoes. I didn’t wear anything underneath, just in case he decided that he wanted more than dancing. When he came to pick me up, he seemed really appreciative of my ... Read More»

Jess stepped into her hotel room with a sigh of relief. Her business trip had just begun, but it felt good to be off the road and in a clean room. She liked her job as a college recruiter for her company, but sometimes the travel was tiring. It was also lonely, but she couldn't help that tonight. Her coworkers weren't arriving until tomorrow, and it was already past nine o'clock. She was black, pretty, and single, but she had only been on a few dates this year because of the travel. Jess decided to grab some food and turn in. There was no way she was getting in the rental car again, so she hoped the hotel restaurant was decent. Her company could afford to put her in the more upscale hotels even in this recession. Jess was fit and liked to eat healthy, and ... Read More»

Chapter Four: Muzukashii no Ai Isamu wasn't all that familiar with American television, but he watched it anyway. Well, if staring blankly could really be considered watching. He wasn't sure if he was depressed or angry; probably some of both. I thought she was different, he thought, closing his eyes. He clenched his hands around the throw blanket and pulled it up over his shoulders. Isamu was a little unsettled by just how much her accusations had hurt him, as well, because he couldn't help feeling somewhat responsible for Tiffany's behavior. He was reaching for the remote to change the channel when someone knocked on the door. Isamu had told his bandmates to leave him be today, so it couldn't have been them. He pushed the blanket away and got up to pad to ... Read More»

---------------- It had been a trying couple of weeks for Zack. He had managed to convince Terri to let him stay in her apartment for longer than the two days that she had originally stated. He was officially her new roommate and with his help with the rent and food, she was able to quit one of her jobs. It took a little convincing, but both were happy with the results. Terri had more time, was less stressed out, and Zack began to see her smile more and more as time continued. Zack got to see Terri every day and they had gotten to know each other a lot better. That wasn't what stressed him out. He loved living with Terri. When he had been there a few days past the two she had originally offered, he playfully mentioned the fact that he was glad that he was ... Read More»

I love working for this company. Besides being responsible for creating the four horsemen, we get some exceptional opportunities to find some sexy white sluts. What was an amazing coincidence is that our spring quarterly meeting was held in Port Isabel in Texas. For those who don't know much about Texas (like me) it is a short drive from Port Texas to the legendary spring break town of South Padre Island. Checking on the calendar and such, it seems that our meeting ended the Thursday before spring break began. We had enough time to arrange a 4 bedroom condo for that Friday night and stayed until midweek. So, we packed and had extra bags for the business trip, and arranged the vacation time to hang out a little bit longer than we were suppose to. A whole island of ... Read More»