By LOAAC. Read Part ONE Here! Read Part TWO Here! Read Part THREE Here! Read Part FOUR Here! Read Part FIVE & SIX Here! ***** Part 7… “She’s here!” I announced to Aria. “Well, get the door, Scott.” Aria jumped up from the couch, smoothing her dress. It’s been about a year since I had that skin infection on my groin that caused me to visit the medical clinic and unexpectedly reunite with our old high school
Read moreBy belted and teased. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… I awoke next to my beautiful Nubian goddess of a wife. I had definitely drawn the right cards in marrying Katrina. After having been fucked senseless the day before, and then given multiple body-wracking orgasms at the courtesy of my tongue at bedtime, she was sleeping the sleep of the dead. Perhaps that is why they call it la petite morte. She looked so peaceful, still with
Read moreBy belted and teased. You just never know what will change your life. Or when. It is rarely planned by you or by anybody. It is called serendipity. Katrina and I had been married a little over five years, and very happily so. We get along great, finishing each other’s sentences, enjoying each other’s humor, and carrying on extended conversations about whatever subject interests us at the moment. The sex has been great too. Of course, it has
Read moreBy LOAAC. Read Part ONE Here! Read Part TWO Here! Read Part THREE Here! Read Part FOUR Here! ***** Part 5… “I can’t believe her!” Aria exclaimed as she threw her cellphone on the couch. My wife looked like she was seething. I leaned forward, grabbing her phone before it slid off the cushion. “What happened?” I asked cautiously. Aria’s fingers dug into the armrest like she was trying to crush it. “Ji-yeon posted a goddamn TikTok,”
Read moreBy LOAAC. Read Part ONE Here! Read Part TWO Here! Read Part THREE Here! ***** Part 4… “Uggh! F-Fuck me harder, Nigger!” The words punctuated the air as the slick black cock slammed further into the overstretched pussy in front of me. Tears streamed down anguished eyes from the searing pain of the carnal violation. Loud claps of cum-filled balls slapping forcibly against flesh mixed with further cries, “Give me that-Uggh-BIG-BLACK-COCK!!” My eyes were transfixed at the
Read moreBy LOAAC. Read Part ONE Here! Read Part TWO Here! ***** Part 3… “Do I look okay?” Aria rechecked her reflection, smoothing the front of her red blouse even though it already fit her perfectly. I’d already told her twice that dinner at Jasmine’s was casual, just a home-cooked meal. Still, she kept tugging at the fabric the way people do when they’re more invested than they want to admit. It felt less like a dinner with
Read moreBy smallercuck. Emma’s son Daniel was upset about something. She asked him what was bothering him, but Daniel refused to tell her. The formerly jovial 18-year-old seemed to be in the throes of a deep depression. Emma worried about the teen’s new sullen attitude. When Daniel told her that he had quit the varsity basketball team, she was shocked. Her son loved basketball. Emma knew teenagers were prone to moodiness and that high school was filled with
Read moreBy LOAAC. Read Part ONE Here! ***** Part 2… I woke up to the familiar sound of the shower running–the rhythmic patter of water against tile, punctuated by soft, muffled moans. The sheets beside me were cold, rumpled where Aria had been. The indentation in the mattress still held the warmth of her body, the faint scent of sex and sweat clinging to the fabric. I rolled onto my side, listening. The shower glass was fogged, but
Read moreBy Salomeee. It all started after I turned 18, when my Mom and I moved to Baltimore in the glorious year of 2002. After breaking up with her latest boyfriend, she found herself in dire financial straits and accepted an Assistant Manager position at a textile plant in Sparrows Point. It was not an easy decision. We lived in Santa Monica, right across the country. Worse for me, I was in my last year of High School, but
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! Read Part 2 HERE! Read Part 3 HERE! ***** Part 4… I’m left slumped in the armchair, chest heaving and skin slick with sweat. The taste of my own cum clings to my throat, bitter and shameful, but it grounds me in this haze of submission, my tiny dick softening against my thigh, spent yet already stirring from the afterglow of her dominance. The living room feels too quiet now, the echo of
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part 1 HERE! Read Part 2 HERE! ***** Part 3… My tiny dick, barely softening, throbs in my loose grip, slick with the remnants of my earlier mess. I release it for a moment, slumping back in the armchair, the leather creaking under me. The house feels emptier than ever, silent except for the distant hum of the fridge. She’s out there, living her wild night, while I’m stuck here, chained to this chair
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Read Part ONE Here Read Part TWO Here Read Part THREE Here ***** Part 4… The rest of that week blurred into a haze of aching denial and stolen moments of edging in secret, my mind replaying Tina’s cruel commands over and over. Every twitch of my sore little dick reminded me of her control, the way she’d yanked me back from the edge, leaving me leaking and desperate. I cooked dinner that night with
Read moreBy Danny M. [google-translator] Lost my clothes, dignity, and girlfriend at a frat party… It was a cold November or December night in late 2000. My girlfriend Nancy and I were both nineteen, college sophomores. The only thing was that we went to different schools. She had just finished pledging her sorority, and we were going to her first party as official Kappas. We arrived at the Frat house together. The place was already pulsing with loud music,
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Greg wiped the sweat from his brow as he shuffled to the front door, his oversized bathrobe hanging loosely over his obese frame. The doorbell’s chime always made his heart race a little, especially lately. It was delivery day, and that meant seeing Wayne again. The young black man had been dropping off Greg’s groceries for months now, but over the past few weeks, Greg couldn’t shake the feeling that Wayne’s eyes lingered too long
Read moreBy SPHcbtCuckold. [google-translator] The humiliation, embarrassment, and pain were too much to handle. My beautiful BBW wife of 1 year was curled up next to me on the bed, trying to soothe me. My tears were running down my face and streaking through dried-up cum and onto her perfectly tanned breasts while she told me that this was for the best. In time, she said, “You will understand why my useless little balls had to go. It’s not
Read moreBy Pedro old. [google-translator] My wife and I decided to go into a local town for an evening snack and a drink. We were in the bar, had had a snack and a drink each, and decided to stay and have another drink. I went to the bar, ordered a large Gin & tonic for my wife and a shandy for myself. I took the drinks to the table we were sitting at, then told my wife I
Read moreBy LucyBottoms. [google-translator] My name is Percy, Percy B. White, and this is my story of dating in the BNWO. It’s not easy dating since our Black Masters took control, no sir. But today I was so excited — I had a date with my best girl, Staci! Well, not really my girl. Technically, she wore the brand of her pimp and was classified as Whore, Second Class. But I sure liked that sweet girl. I was one
Read moreBy Max Swan. Last weekend, my wife and I went to watch my favorite team play football. It was the final of the series and hence the stadium was packed with fans – mostly sweaty, swarthy men drinking beer and cheering for their teams. We had been drinking beer and were feeling no pain. My wife – a light drinker – was actually very drunk. So much so that she was just dozing on my shoulder most of
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] *Author’s Note: This is my homage to the amazing story ‘The Fourth Ring by Hunter Jackson.’ It is closely based on it. I hope you enjoy my version of this story. ***** The Bet… It’s Friday, and the backlog of clients waiting to get their annual tax done is again causing my business a lot of headaches. Sure, I have hired more tax accountants this year, but it never seems to be enough. One
Read moreBy Max Swan. [google-translator] Helen awoke to the sound of her alarm blaring, the harsh buzzing penetrating through the fog of sleep that clouded her mind. She reached out and slapped the snooze button, nestling back into the warm embrace of her pillow. Beside her, Sam stirred, his arm flopping onto her stomach in a half-asleep gesture of affection. Helen sighed, carefully extracting herself from his grasp and swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Another
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