* * * * * The day after Jeff had seduced her, Allison called in sick and went to see a doctor. Fear had paralyzed her conscience, and she was so scared she was pregnant from the encounter. Even though Allison knew she couldn't exactly call what had happened rape, that's what she told the doctor. "I'm afraid he made me pregnant," she sobbed. "Please, can you help me? My husband and I are trying for a baby, and I'm afraid he'll find out what happened. It'll be obvious if I have a baby! The man who raped me was black," she explained. After a humiliating examination, the female doctor tried in vain to get Allison to report the incident to the police, but she refused, saying she didn't want her husband Michael to find out what had happened. Finally, the ... Read More»

’m writing in about my experience over this past summer because I have to get it off my chest. There is no one I can talk to about this because it could cause some serious damage to the people I love the most. It’s crazy, I always felt that my mom and I were very close – that we told each other everything – but this summer I got to know my mom in a way I’d never known her before, and she wasn’t even there with me. My name is Kristen. I’m a psychology major at College of Central Florida in Ocala, Florida. Ocala is full of horse farms and the people who own them –people who belong to elite social clubs and who send their kids to private schools. I grew up in Ocala, the only child of a neurosurgeon father and a college professor mother, and we just ... Read More»

The alarm clock buzzed loudly, interrupting Skyler's sleep. She awoke, sat up, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Yay. Thursday. More school" she said mockingly to no one in particular. She got up and went about her morning routine: shower, brush teeth while in shower, dress, eat. Skyler really had to get her ass in gear if she wanted to maintain her 3.5 GPA. She had been doing fairly well in all her classes so far. That was all except Spanish. But after her 'conference' with Professor Sanders, she felt better. Maybe she had misread him. He said that he would help her and she was going to hold him to his word. At 10:15, she was out the door to her 11:00 Spanish class. Today, she was going to turn over a new, happy, leaf. "I talked to Mr. ... Read More»

As he struggled to hold on to the rope that he was dangling from, Robert found himself surrendering to the helplessness of his situation. Once again his enemies in the neighborhood had caught up to him and dragged him to the woods to be hung from a tree by his tighty whities. His feet were barely touching the ground and his pants had been taken. The thugs and their girlfriends had stayed just long enough to snap a picture and laugh at him and then had left him there alone to swing from the tree branch. This had all happened before, but this time there was little possibility of escape. The pain of his underwear being yanked up his ass crack by his own weight was intense. His testicles were aching and he was fighting the urge to urinate. He continued to hold the ... Read More»

Jeremy leaned back from his oak desk and glanced out his office window to the quad beyond. The sun was bright and warm and the pre- Spring Break tension was so thick in the air he could feel it. The students were all cramming furiously to pass their finals so they would be able to go off to whatever hot, steamy party spot their rich parents had footed the bills for. Cancun, Cabo San Lucas, Miami; anyplace with plenty of freely flowing alcohol, hot sand and oiled, beautiful, barely clothed bodies. Yesssss, they were all desperate to get off campus for 'Break, desperate in a way that made them vulnerable to offers that would "guarantee" an A on the requisite exams. He smiled broadly, lacing his fingers behind his closely shaven head as he considered ... Read More»

I'm not like most of those middle aged, forty something men you may have read about, in that I don't exercise regularly and I don't have a big ten incher. At 6'2" and over 250 lbs. I'm not exactly a chick magnet. To my credit I have been told I'm nice looking and with regards to my equipment I have never had any complaints about my average sized penis. My problem was that since my divorce seven years ago I noticed that women closer to my age held no allure for me. I had dated three different women, all in their forties and none of the relationships lasted more than 4 months. There was also another problem that had begun to develop as it began to take me longer and longer to ejaculate. On one particular occasion I had continuous sex for 4 hours and never ... Read More»

Marie was continuing being taken deeper into submission by Michael. He had brought out this side of her since meeting at a party. Her wardrobe was being changed, gone the more conservative clothing, instead she was being dressed in, what previously; she would have considered ‘SLUTTY CLOTHES.’ Giving in she allowed herself to be changed, to be used, photographed and to admit she wanted more! How far would Michael go in changing her? Would Marie continue her submission and what would her Husband say when he discovered the truth? As I lay on the bed, in just stockings and suspender belt, my pussy shaved, red and swollen. I wondered what Michael was going to do with the photographs? I hoped he would keep them for us to look at, together. Something at the back of ... Read More»

The next day I was in my photo studio reviewing many of my pictures from the night before. Barbara was truly amazing last night. Only a couple days ago she was here being photographed and agreed to entertain at the frat party. I couldn't get her out of my mind. What I thought to be a nice, innocent model trying to break into the profession, turned out to have a wild sexual appetite beyond my wildest imagination. Then a knock came to my door. When I answered, there was Barbara. Was this the same girl, the same cute blonde in the picture she submitted a week ago. When she showed up a couple days ago for her photo shoot, she was nicely dressed in a blouse, not to revealing, but provocative enough to show off her incredible figure and the fact that she ... Read More»

Marc Albert Mathieu is the name. I was born and raised in the town of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti, and moved with my family to the Ontario region of Canada in the summer of 1999. Thirteen years later, I'm a business administration student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, getting ready for a brighter tomorrow. It's the beginning of 2012, I am twenty four years old, and bored out of my damn skull. Life at Carleton University sucks ass, man. I need more excitement. I don't know too many people on campus and lately, it seems like everybody's getting more action than me. What's a brother to do? Sometimes, I find that you have to go and make your own fun. I was chilling in the Mac Odrum Library, wondering when my luck would turn when I ran into ... Read More»

"Man, I wish you would tell me your secret." Willie looked up from where he was testing the water supply and grinned at his partner. "I just started lifting, that's all." Bernie didn't believe it for a minute, Willie was taking steroids. The formerly medium sized black man now looked like a heavyweight boxer and the change in his body had occurred in only a month's time. The shaven headed black man was huge and bulging with muscles, he even looked taller. Willie finished with his water sample and stood up. "Alright we're done for the day." The two water department men walked out of the small access building in the wealthy white neighborhood outside Stony Harbor, Long Island. "You live here don't you? Nice neighborhood," said Willie. "You wouldn't ... Read More»

Like most typical white boys growing up in suburbia, I'd never had a black girlfriend. (If African American is the correct phrase, forgive me – it's too long to write.) I'd had friends who were black, both guys and girls, but the few girls I did date were white. In college, I'd gone out with the same girl for nearly four years, so – same situation. There was always something about black girls though. Light skinned, dark skinned, it didn't matter. First, of course, many black girls are blessed with gorgeously full and sensual lips. Coupled with dark brown eyes and that marvelous skin tone, there was always something so mysteriously erotic to me, something forbidden. But something I'd never had. At work, a new girl came to work in my department. Black or ... Read More»

The school year was finally coming to an end for Miriam Smith and she looked forward to it. The pretty blonde wife taught English at the local high school where she enjoyed making a difference in young people's lives. Miriam frequently had lunch in the school cafeteria with one of the pretty French teachers, Erica White. If there ever was a 'flower child,' the description would fit Erica to a tee. While she grew up in the fast lane of the eighties, she could have easily fit into the free-loving hippie-lifestyle of the sixties and early seventies. As a matter of fact, Erica's parents had been some of the early members of the 'Children of God' religious sect that was very popular world-wide back then. The membership had dwindled in recent years but, as Erica ... Read More»

One of the things that surprised me about our relationship with Roy and Deb was that we had become very good friends. Just about every time we would get together, we would chat about anything and everything. I think the sex was even better because we cared for each other. Our wives were into the sex as much as Roy and I. Maybe even more. I loved licking and slurping at Deb's pussy, especially after I had oozed a massive cum in it. She would moan and writhe on the bed going through orgasm after orgasm. Candi loved sucking Roy's beautiful black cock. She loved the feeling of his curved cock deep in her pussy. When Roy would soak his dick in her pussy, Candi would purr like a kitten. When he started stroking his dick in her pussy, she would cum loudly. Every ... Read More»

When I was seventeen I moved from the small country town where I was raised, to the much larger capital city so I could attend a decent university. After studying for a year I decided to move out from living with my relatives so I could enjoy a little more independence. I found a nice apartment in a suburb close to the university with a large population of students. I advertised on the university web-site for a flat-mate to help with the rent. I interview a number of people including this small, cute little Japanese girl named Ai. Ai was about 150cm, with short brown (dyed) hair and the cutest little cheeky smile I had ever seen. My parents had often had a home-stay student living with us and I knew from experience that Japanese girls were normally really ... Read More»

The rain was coming down hard outside. The loud splatter of water on safety glass could be heard even inside the nurses' station. Bleach, Windex and soap filled the air, reminding all visitors that the hospital would soon be closed to all except those unfortunate enough to reside there. The smell was a 40-minute warning, telling all who were capable, to leave as soon as they could and enjoy what freedom they might've still had. As the hallway lights became dimmer, the noise began to die down. Family members were no longer conversing with their loved ones; televisions were no longer telling of the highlights of the day. It was time for the silence to once again fall for the normal eight hours; time to fall back into schedule. Only, one room refused to do just ... Read More»