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It had been a doozy of a day at Sunny Acres Assisted Living. The facility administrator, Marissa Fletcher rushed out to her late model Volkswagen Passat. She headed straight home to her apartment in this sleepy town of seven thousand. She moved here a couple of years ago as a way to obtain a promotion and stayed put. It wasn’t really her speed, but the cost of living was low and it sat about two hours from two different major cities. The commute was short. Less than a half mile. So, she had soon showered and changed into her normal T-shirt and yoga pants look. She heated up some leftover win… Read more

Statement from Kurt: ------------- “I fucked him cause he been sucking me off better than any bitch! And cause he got a phat ass. If my wife hadn’t been withholding I never would’ve been drawn to that pretty li’l faggit! It is what it is. My sexless marriage drove me to this! My wife drove me to this!” ------- More to come as this story unfolds.… Read more

“That’s why I’m daddy,” he barked, slapping his girthy member onto the much smaller and wiry one below him. “Yes, sir,” giggled the fruitcake. “Little ass dicklet!” “I know, daddy!” “What is it like…an inch,” he bawled with laughter. “Not much more than that.” “You were just born to be fucked!” “Yes, sir!” “Let me in that gay ass before I gotta get back to work.” “Yes, daddy!” The dominant man plowed with great care and force. The sassy tart squirmed and writhed with pleasure. The alarm went off. He knew he had to nut soon.… Read more

“Hello, baby,” the septuagenarian smiled. “Hi, Misses Pearson. I was just calling to say hi and tell you I got that job in Brennan!” “That’s wonderful,” she mused. “Bill!” “Huh,” the woman’s husband grunted. “Jenna got the job!” “That’s good,” he coughed and went back to watching his favorite throwback western series. “We’re just so proud of you! You know you can stay here until you find a place.” “Thank you so much,” Jenna teared up. “I gotta run.” The leggy, pecan-brown woman with tight, springy, frosted-end coils skipped a bit as she headed off to the administration building of the large,… Read more

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“How do you like the new house,” inquired the matronly woman with her wine-tinted hair pulled back into a tight bun. “It’s great, Sylvia. Thanks for asking.” “That’s great!” “Yeah! I need to have a couple of rooms painted, but all in all it’s good.” “Got anyone lined up,” another teller quizzed. “I don’t,” replied the credit union branch manager. “My cousin, Racer, does real good work. Look,” she pulled up some images on her mobile phone. “Wow! Those look nice. Can I get his number?” “Sure I’ll text him now.” “Thanks, Sienna!” As the well-dressed manager returned to the office, the employee… Read more

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“Shake that silicone ass on this dick, bitch!” “Yes, Donkey Dick Daddy!” “Damn right, tranny ass hoe,” barked the towering kingpin who had medium-brown skin and a sizable manhood. “Fuck this tranny ass,” begged the Puerto Rican transwoman with a pale, but rosy complexion and ginormous titties. “You the perfect goddamn bitch! I love yo’ fifty-inch soft ass!” “Thank you,” she purred. Donk fondled, caressed, and squeezed the pillowy derriere. His fingers melted into the pliable, elephantine booty. The gender bender shook her cherry-shaped hiney, rubbing the crack of her butt all on the engorged… Read more

“Ooh wee! That big phat white ass got Daddy hard as fuck,” the stocky brotha with cocoa skin tugged down his jeans. He smacked it and watched it reverberate. “Fuck, bitch! I’ma knock yo’ pussy out!” He turned the creamy, naked figure around and laughed. “Who could you fuck with that?” He spanked the itty bitty one with his much manlier one. “You li’l sissy bitch,” he barked. “Yes, daddy!” He flipped the blondie of a twink with nascent, budding breasts and a thirty-six inch juicy fart box around. He spat on the pink hole and then his own meaty engorgement. He licked his lips and stroked his g… Read more

“Lying ass heifer,” scoffed the medium-brown beautician, remembering the “frantic” mother who’d changed purses and forgot to put her billfold in the new one. The lady promised her daughter’s father would be by before closing to pay the bill. Just then the cosmetologist’s phone rang with a pre-programmed number. “Hello,” he answered demurely. “Hey! It’s Reagan’s dad! I’m on the way. My bad. I got off late.” “I understand. I’m cleaning up. How long till you get here?” “I’m around the corner.” “Exactly how many minutes away are you?” “Uhhhh…Like twelve I guess.” “Good deal. Knock on the door.… Read more

“Goddamn, white boi! You got the best fuckin’ ass,” declared the father of two. His steel manly form perspired as he moved hard into the bottom. “Look at all that butt shake! Twerk it for me, baby boi!” “Yes, sir,” cooed Kasey, gyrating rhythmically. “Hell yeah! It’s like fucking two big ol’ marshmallows. “Really,” giggled the femboy, whispering shallowly from his lungs. “Fuck yeah,” he watched Kasey buck into him. “Look at how this Black dick go in that white ass!” “I love it, daddy!” “Me too, slut! Stand up! I wanna look in the mirror!” Kasey sashayed and wiggled his oversized rump at the… Read more

Ralph moved the mouse to wake up the computer. He navigated to his legal docs account and downloaded a generic pre-existing relationship agreement. He asked for the spelling of the new hire’s first and last name. “First name K-A-S-E-Y. Last name S-T-E-V-E-N-S.” “Got it,” acknowledged the owner. “We can head out now as long as you got your I-D.” “I do, daddy,” confirmed the sissy. “Well, my bank has a notary. Let’s go.” Ralph led the way to his truck and they both got in. “That’s a nice Pontiac Fiero you got there. What year is it?” “Thanks! It’s a nineteen eighty-six.” “Sweet. Li’l sissy car… Read more

Kasey Stevens woke up in his new studio apartment. The five-foot-nine, blue-eyed sissy with ash brown hair yawned and stretched before heading into the bathroom. He showered, taking good care to lather his rosy skin with strawberry scented body wash. He shaved his legs and rinsed off. Then, he applied a copious amount of mineral oil to his dripping wet body to lock in all the moisture. He took a good look at his plump, lily white forty-inch backside. He gyrated, watching his juicy derriere. ‘I can’t wait to show this off,’ he thought to himself. He slid on a black thong and put on a pair of… Read more

“Oh, naw! I’m straight,” the slim, sinewy-built man replied matter-of-factly to revelation. “What’s that got to do with anything,” cooed the milk-chocolate-complected vixen, playfully grazing the man’s hard chest. “Damn, why you ask it like that,” he scoffed. “Like what,” the sing-songy-voiced cutie inquired. “Like that. All soft and girly and shit…” “I can’t help it.” “Oh for real?” “No, sir!” “Damn,” his eyes got big. “Shit,” he huffed. “I got a girl.” “She’s not here.” “You right. You right. But you ain’t no girl.” “Well what am I,” the five-foot-nine, slender framed host stood. “I ‘on’t e… Read more

“Give me that big Black cock, daddy,” whined the eager dishwater blond twink. “Yeah! Take all the dick!” “Fuck me, Tony!” “Ooh, baby! You got the best pussy,” barked the barrel-chested man with deep brown skin and a shaved head. Just then Tony’s phone went off. “Damn! Your wife’s calling again,” giggled the slim bottom with the squishy, soft booty. “She can keep calling,” he huffed. “Should I tell her I got me a white boi to take this dick, sissy?” “Yes, daddy! Do that!” “She’d lose her fuckin’ mind. I might just do it!” “Fuck this white boi pussy!” “Hell yeah, white boi! Throw that jigglin’… Read more

“What in the ‘Get Out’ hell is going on here,” quizzed the warm, brownish-red woman with the Bantu knots as soon as they were safe inside the gold 1970 Deuce and a Quarter. “I don’t even know,” chuckled the driver as he jerked his head to get his short dreadlocks out of his line of sight. “Well, I know you’re the best man and all…” “What, Meesh?” “Just be careful. We were the only Black folks besides his mom and grandmother.” “He’s an only c***d!” “But you’re his only Black friend with a Black girlfriend or wife?” “Maybe that he’s still in touch with. I don’t know.” ‘Well, be careful tonight… Read more

I get many requests asking me to share more of my real life experiences. Several of my stories contain elements of things that actually happened to me. But, I’ve decided to put together a new e-Book of my personal sexcapades. So, in that vein, here’s the first installment of my ‘In Real Life’ (IRL) series. The story is true except for the names which I changed to protect the innocent...Or guilty. I hope you all enjoy it. Please let me know what you think. ------------- It was October 2009 and I’d recently relocated back to Alabama for work. It had been years since I’d attended the Magic City… Read more

“Got you a new one,” announced the balding, silver-haired man as he entered the office without knocking. “Awesome,” remarked the occupant who was sitting on a stool at a sleek, glass top drafting table. “Contract signed?” “I just emailed it out. Should be back by close of business.” “Any idea what they’re looking for?” “Something fabulous is all I know.” “Thanks, Phil! Keep me posted.” “Will do.” Over in the Los Angeles County neighborhood of Ladera Heights, attorney Wiley Stevens kissed his third wife goodbye. “See you in two days,” the AARP member said. “Be safe, sweetie,” the woman with v… Read more

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It was a typical Monday afternoon at Snowbunnies Lodge. All 17 rooms were occupied by some type of effeminate white - only three of which did not currently have a Black man in there as well. A 1987 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme with gold rims pulled up to the private parking lot. “Room and code,” the flamboyant attendant requested. “Room two oh two. Code is three three three.” The worker inspected a screen and replied, “Pull on in.” The driver waited for the arm to raise and crept in. He actually recognized a few of the SUVs and work trucks. It didn’t matter. These white sissies were paying to… Read more