NK - Sweet and Salty

Curiosity finally got the better of me. For years Melissa complained about the attention she receives from black men. Initially I didn't give it much thought, but after being together for almost 20 years, I began to wonder if the attention really bothered her or if she was subtly trying to send me a message. Exploring online forums, chat rooms and porn sites, I quickly realized why Melissa might be interested in black men. The images and videos I found were filled with powerful, confident black men having raw, passionate sex with eager white women. Immediately I was drawn to videos of amateur white wives experiencing black men for the first time. The utter look of shock and satisfaction on their faces was unlike anything I had seen or experienced before. Is this what Melissa wanted? As I continued exploring, I found myself watching more and more videos of white women fucking black men in front of their husbands. The husbands watching quietly in the corner of the room as dominant

Chapter 49 - Better Choices Charlene blinked in shock, and then hopped up and snatched the contract and marriage certificate away from Gabriella and started flipping through the pages until she found what she was looking for and cried, "Aha!" "Jason! No matter what mother says," Charlene said triumphantly as she wagged the sheaf of papers at Fornasia, "Do not have sex with her unless you absolutely want her as your wife. Until you do, you still have the option to have the marriage annulled!" Fornasia closed her legs and turned on her side seductively as she purred, "I saw how you were staring at me as I walked up to the house, Jason Galdren, I know you find me attractive. I also know that you like older women, or you wouldn't have gotten your mother and older sisters pregnant." "How do you know about that," Jason growled, "That is private family business..." "Please," Fornasia purred smugly, "I am your wif

Author's note: this story is a continuation of a choose your own adventure series. I recommend that you begin at Momma Mia - Introduction so that the story will make sense. Tammy opened the small wrapped box given to her by Mia and found two tickets to Brazil inside. She looked up at Mia with visible confusion and asked, "So we're going on a vacation?" "A vacation? Yes chica, to my beautiful homeland, but more than that, we're going to make you into a real woman there, just like me! The doctors there are willing to do so much more than the surgeons you have here, and for so cheap! Just wait until you have a pair of these!" Mia pulled down her top and flashed her firm G-cup breasts at Tammy, the perfectly round orbs standing straight out from her chest with the unmistakable bolted-on look of implants. Tammy looked down at her stepmother's chest, transfixed by the sight and the thought of what it would be like for her relatively meager C-cup breasts

My Girlfriend of three years loves to dance. We go a couple of nights a week. My name is Derek, and she is Laurie, and she is hot. After a few drinks, we can really get into dirty dancing, which we both love; Laurie never wears panties or bra dancing. Her 34B boobs are so firm you might question if they are real. We were looking for a new place to dance since we had been run out of a few places. An old flame of Laurie's, Jeff Driscoll, had a place out on the county line. Her friend Liz recommended Laurie give it a try. The place seemed to be jumping when we got there. Laurie was wearing a knockout light summer dress, a little on the short side but perfect for dancing. We had a few dances and a drink when her old flame came in; he was accompanied by three obviously bodyguards. He invited us over to the VIP table; Laurie was impressed and excited, so we went. After a few minutes of conversation and a round of drinks, he asked Laurie to dance, They went out on the floor, and he was

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Jafar always envied what the Sultan had, that was a fact : the throne, the exposure, the wealth... But also the proximity with his own daughter, Jasmine. She was a gorgeous young woman, that he watched becoming sexier with puberty. For years, she has been in his mind and his dreams at night : her caramel-coloured skin, her light and natural fragrance, her raven hair falling on her back, and the lack of fabric covering her body thanks to the warm climate of Agrabah. And finally, he had everything he wanted : the sultan had been warded off, Agrabah and every resources it had was his, and he could use everything in his power to lure Jasmine toward him. Accompanied by half a dozen of guards, hands behind his back, Jafar invited himself inside the chambers of the princess. She was sitting on the end of her royal bed, Rajah cuddled against her, and her gaze fell on him as soon as he penetrated in the room. Instantly, her look became angry, and she stood up, clenched fists at her side. - Yo