Interracial Stories

A Risky Games Story
A measured humiliation: four inches of calculated exposure leads to a deep, overflowing fertile claim

Commando Clarke rescues Arabian pop singer Deewa from terrorist kidnappers.

Bounty hunter Jacob Harding tracks down an escaped slave, fourteen-year-old Nat, from a Virginia plantation. He wonders why the plantation owner is offering such a high fee to get Nat back, but after Harding encounters the boy and finds out how he can be used, he doesn’t wonder anymore.

Cally is so fucking hot, and baking a birthday cake for her 16th isn't helping, but maybe the Ice Man can come to her rescue. Illustrated.

Lizzy is the office slut, Lisa is her best friend at work. Rob is the IT guy who everyone knows is there but who nobody sees. When Lizzy and Lisa barge into a conference room where Rob is working to gossip about how Lizzy got a creampie from the vending machine repairman at lunch, and her cuck hubby won't clean it up, guess who gets drafted? Very long description for a very short story, written at the request of Rob, a correspondent on another platform.

Tracy had been so good, yes she had let a boy de-flower her, however after that she was determined to make sure that her husband would be the next one inside of her. She did fine for two years until her wedding day, and then a jealous boyfriend ruins everything and much worse.

Lydia's new boyfriend has a secret - he's actually a pimp and he's trying to get her to whore for him. But Mom catches on and tries to bargain with him. But things go awry and now they are both being blackmailed...

A story of revenge.

This is a story about two 16-year-old goth girls who go to a rave party. At the party, they buy some ecstasy from one of the organizers of the rave. He takes one look at these two cuties and sells them ecstasy which is spiked with GHB. Although they intend to stick together, they wind up getting separated as the drug combination takes effect. Each of the girls winds up having a long night entertaining men in ways they never intended.

t was less than twenty-four hours since her husband’s car had moved down the street away from the house, time enough for Wendy to get herself serviced by two twenty-year-old boys.