Interracial Stories

Pam really likes older men, but sometimes you get far more than you bargain for if you have a cuck as your side kick...

white female COP betrayed by her partner to the black gangs leaders

A Dungeon Mistress Story
The sequel series to Dungeon Mistress! Read that first. The D&D group's relationships are now fractured. Maybe Liz's campaign is an opportunity to grow something new -- or maybe it's just another playground for dominance, sexual tension, and desire. Can the Children of the Sun can renew their relationships, or will they just repeat the patterns of their past?

After the threesomes with Yoel and Raúl, my body was already used to being used in ways I'd only imagined in the hardest porn. My pussy opened easily for their monstrous cocks, my ass accepted a thick dick without so much drama, and my husband never tired of seeing me filled with other men's semen while he jerked off like crazy. But one night, while I was riding Yoel's cock and Raúl was fucking my mouth, my husband dropped the bombshell: "I want to see both of you in her ass at the same time.

Through the bars of this horrid Latin jail, a foxy lady appears seeking to visit our inmate, the only gringo in his cell, tightly-packed with sweaty near naked inmates. What could she want with him—a prison fling? Unlikely. Or is this a scheme to sneak drugs into the prison and our inmate is going to be put to work as a drug mule. Nevertheless, the sexy fox has her sadistic way with him... Content warning: hardcore masochistic smut

A woman visits her relatives in the south on the eve of the American Civil War and struggles to fit into their world.

After settling uneasily into my horrid existence in this overcrowded jail cell, a reprieve came in the form of a shapely lingerie clad prostitute hired specially for our cell. When it was finally my turn, I was led out of the cell to have my turn with the sexy lady, but the sadistic prison warden had other ideas for it was a ruse so he could crush my hopes. The sadist tortured and humiliated me in front of the whore whom he subsequently fucked in front of me, her phat tits just out of reach.

He left Nigeria as a boy. Berlin made him something else. Tolu has always been the golden child—the obedient son, the scholarship winner, the one who made his mother proud. But inside, he's hollow. His father's death left him hungry for something he can't name. Control. Power. Meaning. When his aunt places a leather-bound journal in his hands on the night before his departure, she gives him more than notes on psychology and leverage. She gives him a key to who he could become.

I left the bedroom and went to mine. "Oh, he was checking me out, I know it. I'm his best friend's aunt, but still, in his sexual mind.