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Apr
16
'So, how often do you fuck Brian?' Shelley wanted to know.

We are seated on the sofa, this lazy Easter Sunday, listening to music and drinking too much wine. She knows about Marshall. She knows that I have a black boyfriend. She knows that I go clubbing with him, that I share meals out and that i see a lot of his friends. Making sense of what Brian does about that is part of the intrigue of being a close friend to someone like me. There may be stereotypes for this lifestyle, but she doesn't want those. She can read about those in a dirty magazine, watch some action in a porn clip.

'I don't fuck Brian….not if you mean in the coital sense…Brian putting his cock in my sex' I tell her, pouring more wine into our glasses.

'You don't ever...
Apr
11
Tara clips the Cartier roadster watch on her slim wrist and then checks her makeup. It is perfect, the eye liner accenting her hazel eyes beneath her bob cut raven hair. Her leather dress is black and it is skin tight. I bought the designer dress for her. It cost thousands from my dwindling funds. There will come a day when my funds run out and my little mistress bins me. It might be a year or two if I am extremely lucky. It won't be more. Whatever affection she has for me is largely nostalgic. Linda and I were her foster carers until she was eighteen. She stayed on a year or two later, by common agreement. It was then that she usurped my wife. Tara wanted to be mistress in our house. She saw to it that I only saw the tired and the...
Apr
10
My Boyfriends Black and You’re Gonna Be in Trouble

“I know I sound like such a basic white girl, but you are literally the biggest I’ve ever had,” Natalie said just as she opened her mouth and took Damien’s cock into it for the fourth time that week.

Damien had liked it at first, how much Natalie loved her black boyfriend, but as the months had passed it seemed like it had grown into an obsession. Natalie was a very liberal person. She campaigned for causes she believed in, she participated in marches and protests, and she even blogged online about making the world more peaceful and equal.

Natalie had come into his life after Damien had a rough break up with who they affectionately called “his fucking crazy...
Apr
10
I have not the slightest interest in horse riding. I didn't grow up on a farm as Ellie did. I haven't owned a series of horses as she has. I don't show jump at county shows. But I did identify an opportunity associated with her two hunters and Liam who was coming down to stay with us for a long weekend. He did ride, well in fact. It was she said a relief to have company out on her hacks. I didn't mind if she spent the weekend largely with Liam did I? Well no. I didn't. Truth be told I'm a bit of a voyeur. Whilst i've said nothing at all to Ellie about this, i rather wondered what it would be like to watch her take a length from friend Liam. But this required some thought. It had to happen naturally. Ellie doesn't talk about kinky...
Apr
10
Amber is my 23-year-old little hot Asian wife. She’s only 5’2” and weighs 110 lbs. She has long black hair and great legs. We have been married about a year now. When we were dating I found out that she had fucked another guy, cheated on me, but I discovered it turned me on big time. I never said anything to her about it, but after we had been married for about six months I told he that the idea of another guy fucking her really turned me on.

She wasn’t repulsed by the idea at all. In fact she got a big smile on her face when I told her and she said “Really? You wouldn’t mind?” I could tell she loved the idea. I also knew she felt getting married at 22 was a mistake. She was raised to be very conservative and hadn’t had...
Apr
09
After the pool incident with Scott we got his phone number and asked him if he'd be interested in having dinner with us that evening. Scott said he'd love to hang out more with us so I told him we'd call him later. Kelly and I went back to our room and took showers. She wanted to go shopping at an outlet mall she had seen so we headed off to the mall. Most of the afternoon consisted of me sitting on a bench waiting for her to come out of one of the stores and then heading to the next bench to wait on her some more while she "saved" a lot of money! Well you know women. They love to shop. What I was particularly interested in is she decided to go into the Victoria's Secret store to look around. I asked her if she was shopping for anything...
Apr
09
I wake slowly from my sleep, having drunk a little too much wine last night. Marcus is very persuasive with wine as much else. His older brother, John, the 'delivery man' sleeps on beside me. As you might recall, we are living at Marcus's place now. The large house on the hill at the end of a long drive. Today, Marcus is taking me out on his new Thames boat. It's recently acquired and of course expensive. From what i have been told there is mahogany inlay's throughout the cabin and especially inside the sleeping quarters. I contemplate what to wear. It's warm, so three quarter length designer trousers, some strappy shoes and an off the shoulder top. I will wear the Chaumet watch that Marcus gave me, of course. That goes everywhere....
Apr
09
Game

So it is one of those surprisingly warm May days and its our first tennis tournament. Ian has a long standing and very patient mixed doubles partner called Sue. Sue teaches PE at school and is pretty healthy and fit. Ian, my husband is the man of gym promises and watching golf on TV. Lovely man that my husband is, he really shouldn't be entering tennis tournaments and Sue shouldn't let him. I can't remember when they last won as a result of his efforts. I have a new partner, Andreas, a sleek, well groomed and well proportioned German guy who joined our club this season. I remember meeting him at the bar and learning where he came from. Dresden, a place he said where duelling was the national sport. He used a rapier to good...
Apr
08
I never recovered from what Bernard did. The bastard said it was a 'party'. At the time he was simply dating Carol. It was a sexy thing to be seen out with a black guy. They were great dancers and smooth companions around the bars. Carol would dress dead raunchy and I'd be allowed to tag along too. Sure, I knew it was sexual. Of course I bloody well knew. He kissed my wife in that sexual way, with his mouth locked on hers, her arms sliding around his broad neck, his chest squishing her tits as he fondled and kissed her. But then we had gone to a different bar, in his part of town and the vast majority of patrons were black guys. There were just a few white males and a eight or nine white women. The place made me very uneasy because the...
Apr
07
LETTER TO AN ADVICE COLUMNIST

Not all letters written to an advice columnist in your local newspaper appear in print, or are even answered by the columnist. The following letter is an example of one that never received a response.

Dear Granny Annie,

I need help, and your advice has always been really good and spot on, so I'm hoping you can tell me what to do about something that happened to my husband and me recently.

It all started right after our wedding, I guess, which was more than nineteen years ago. Boy, time flies when we're having fun, doesn't it? Anyway, it was actually on our wedding night when my brand-new husband started talking about his best friend, who had been the Best Man at the ceremony. He kept telling me...