"I'm sorry Lucia. I just – Well, we just need to take a break." I stared at the phone as the busy tone rang in my ear. This had to be a joke. Six years. SIX WHOLE FREAKING YEARS! Wasted, just like that?' *** One of the worst things about being with the same man for that long: getting over the comfortable, typical routines. The second worst thing about it: trying to place yourself back onto the market as a single person. My girlfriends and I planned a night out, girls only, to this prestigious club in Manhattan. The Insider was known to be hot and hip. The local events newspaper claimed it to be "the place to be." I stood in my closet and dug my way through hanger upon hanger of various "basic" clothing I had to wear around Rob (my ex). He didn't ... Read More»

УMy gosh,Ф Kimberly Hoffs whispered to her husband, Уthis is the most boring speech IТve ever heard!Ф Dale Hoffs simply patted his wife on the arm and turned back to face the podium where the president of his company was droning on about corporate reorganization. Kimberly toyed with her napkin while taking a another sip of her wine before tapping her husband on the shoulder and saying, УIТve have to use the restroom, IТll be back in a few minutes.Ф He waived her off with a nod while she excused herself to the two other couples at their table before slipping out the side exit. As she made her way down the hall she muttered under her breath to no one in particular, УHow can anyone talk for so long and say absolutely nothing?!?Ф Her thoughts were interrupted when a ... Read More»

I saw this very good article on another site and am reposting it here to help wannabe cuckolds get their wives to go Black. enjoy! My name is Ella. I have helped a lot of guys, both on-line and in real life, get their wife, girl friend, da.ght.r, s.st.r, or whatever, to go black. Sometimes it is fairly easy, if she is already open sexually, and sometimes it is very difficult, and sometimes it is impossible. But, you do not know which it will be until you actually try. NOT trying is the biggest crime. The steps below are designed to be fairly subtle, so that it allows the opportunity to back off and adjust, or go in a different direction, or even to drop the issue entirely if need be, at least for the time being. If you must drop it, then always try again ... Read More»

Natasha strode into the suite, tossed her clutch onto the coffee table and flung herself down into the couch. Gianni entered the suite behind her, his manner more sedate though his face was both grave and ominous. He took the seat opposite the couch and watched Natasha closely as she leaned forward and buried her face in her hands with a low groan. Despite the look of things, the evening had gone quite well. Dinner had been lovely. They had danced afterward and even stopped at a street vendor to order gelato as they walked hand and hand along the streets. At one a.m. the streets had been crowded with the city's youth on their way out. It was when they had entered a narrow alley full of vendors selling their wares that the tone of the night had shifted. ... Read More»

James Bronson had already been in Haiti for three months when the earthquake hit. There were maybe only three people in the world who knew he was here, you see James works for the CIA and there aren't a lot of people who know the company has any presence in that poor country. When the quake tore that unfortunate island apart, James was locked in a secret basement of an undisclosed building with a new recruit and he was trying to give her a crash course on being an operative. Justine Laurette had all the makings of being a good agent except knowledge. What James thought was that Justine had all the makings of being a superb lover but of course, he kept that to himself. He actually had not spent that much time with a black woman before and now he found he was ... Read More»

This is a story of pure i****t. All the things described here are true and I am one of those fortunate guys to have experienced this kind of an experience. I have changed my name in the story and of all others in my f****y who are related to the incident to be revealed. You can call me Kishan and I am 19 years old.. I live with my parents and a younger s****r named Rita. Let me tell you about my f****y. My mom, Madhu, is a housewife and she got married to my father Anil two years back I was born. They are both very fond of each other and share a good compatibility even when they have their k**s all grown up. My dad is a well-built person and has very masculine features. My s****r Rita is a real beauty and she is well shaped with nice little budding breasts and a ... Read More»

Oceans grimaced at the bitter taste that flooded her mouth and she fought not to vomit it up. Marshall handed her a ripe mango which she gratefully accepted, biting into the tough outer skin to get to the juicy sweet fruit within. While she worked on the mango, Marshall wrapped the red shavings of the toxic root into a banana leaf. He looked into the cup and before Oceans could say anything he tasted the last few drops there. Quickly he turned his head and spit into the sand. It was foul tasting and Marshal wanted to get it out of camp as soon as possible. Maybe it was a superstitious way to feel but he didn't want it anywhere near him. "Oceans, I'm going to bury this in the forest. Will you be okay for a few minutes? I want to check the lobster trap. I won't ... Read More»

Susan wore the dress. It was a bright, sunny day and the thin material was like gauze against her body. Her firm, pert tits pushed the material out and her dark, inch-long nipples jutted through the cloth practically begging to be sucked. The dress was slightly gathered at the waist, causing an accentuation of her hips as it flowed over them and down to brush against her mound which was clearly visible through the thin cotton. Certainly she would have caused a riot in public, but in the partially secluded back yard, I figured she was safe. Nobody but our guests would be close enough to appreciate the visual feast she offered. And appreciation was evident the moment her new friends arrived. William led a troop of six, tall Black men down the sidewalk and up ... Read More»

My wife had a roommate in college with who she had remained close to over the years. She was Chinese, born in Taiwan. As luck would have it, after our various respective relocations, we found ourselves living in the same town as she and her husband, giving me the opportunity to finally meet her. My wife had always described her as cute and charming, pursued by all the guys at college. But I was not prepared. She was a knockout. Dark skin, evidence of her south Asian ancestry. Long black hair, small features, innocent looks, all that is perfection in an Asian woman. And she was a tiny thing; couldn't have weighed more than 85 lbs. I've always found small women sexy; and compared to my six foot, two inch frame, most women are. But still, for me: the smaller, the ... Read More»

They were in a motel room. Almost strangers. Driving to the motel, she recalled their conversations on the internet, and how sweet this man was. They had been chatting off and on for a long time and having much in common, had become friends and confidants. They had discussed meeting in person, but had not acted on it as yet. One evening while chatting, he asked if she would meet him the next night, the place of her choosing, with the possibility of becoming lovers. She agreed to meet him. The subject of race had never come up. She had just assumed he was white like her so his next question surprised her. "Have you ever been with a man of color before?" "No I haven't." "Have you heard rumors about our size?" ... Read More»

"You're going to the yukata matsuri, right Sara-sensei?" I looked up from my daily schedule towards my co-worker, Yuka. We were standing behind the front counter in the school's lobby. The what festival? I wondered. Damn, I wish my Japanese was better! "Um, the what?" I asked. Yuka giggled, as usual. She finds my lack of Japanese ability quite amusing. "The yukata festival! You know, everyone gets dressed in yukata and watches fireworks." "Ohhhh, right! They look like kimonos but are made from cotton, right? Yeah, I remember going to that festival by myself last year." "By yourself, Sara-sensei?" Yuka shook her head. "Why? You do too many things on your own." This from the 35 year old ... Read More»

Joshua Trent was whistling. Actually walking and whistling with his hands in his pockets and his face towards the skies. The sun was bright but not too hot and everything seemed to be a very brilliant shade of what every colour they were painted in. He was on his way to meet his mother and sister for lunch. Another reason Joshua was happy, it was first day in the longest time since he'd not been in the office for the entire day. He had spent the day with Kamea. He was happy for the respite, needed it in fact. He did laundry at her place and she laughed when he tried to iron his shirt. He enjoyed how she joked about teaching him how to iron, him standing behind her while she guided his hand. He loved the way she took charge with a smile and a gentle touch. ... Read More»

I was almost late for the meeting but luckily, I got there just in time for the opening address. The woman at the front of the hall had just called the meeting to order. "First of all, before we begin our meeting, is there anyone that is here for their very first time?" I had always been quite shy but I had to speak. Having made up my mind to suppress my trepidation I slowly and somewhat hesitantly, raised my hand. A woman sitting in the row behind me patted me on the shoulder, congratulating me on being so brave. Many others nodded and smiled with approval. "I am." The woman put me at ease, giving me a nice warm smile. "Welcome to our group! Would you care to come up to the podium and introduce yourself, and perhaps share ... Read More»

Jade's Big Night Out (Your feedback is not only welcome but it is encouraged. Please let me know what you think. It's been almost a year since my last submission so please feel free to read each installment.) The next weekend Jade received a call from Jorel asking her out for a night on the town. "Jade baby I want to take you out to a nice club uptown tonight. You'll have the time of your life. We'll dance and have a few drinks and just do the town. " "That sounds good to me Jorel. What time should I be ready? What should I wear?" "I'll come by around ten and please wear something very very sexy because I have big plans for you." "Hmmmm big plans huh? That sounds interesting. I think I'm going to love ... Read More»

PART 4 Eagerly Waiting Janine with her new found insatiability walked over to Anthon, lifted her veil he leaned forward, and placed her hand behind his head and pulled him to her mouth for a deep k**s. Their tongues played with each other while he stroked her p*s*y and Brendon teased her tits. With her free hand, she reached for Anthon’s big d**k as he returned her k**s with real passion and just took charge. Then, Anthon bent down and Janine d****d her arms over his neck and k**sed his cheek. He slid his arm behind her knees lifted her like a feather and like a new bride carried her over the bungalow’s threshold. He gently laid her on the bed and then stood up got hold of her legs pushed her knees and spread-eagled. Her nipples were erect and stiff with her ... Read More»