After a brief nap and laying in each other's arms, Delilah and I began to wake up. There was still a smell of sex and sweat in the room, but neither of us seemed to mind. As Delilah woke up she was rubbing my chest, then moved her attention to my semi-hard dick. I leaned down and kissed the top of her head. This was a beautiful moment, just the two of us lying in bed together, holding each other. Even the crime of taboo h...

Hello everyone, my name is Patrick. This is a story about my father, and an unknown sibling. My father is a twenty-seven-year veteran of the Army. He and my mother were high school sweethearts. They had sex before he left for boot camp and I was born two months before his first overseas deployment. Fast forward to present day, my father is on his third divorce and still looking for miss right. Over the years, I've come to...

Hello everyone, my name is Dorion. As a local to southeast Louisiana, Mardi Gras is always a great time to be had. I've lived near New Orleans my entire life, and I have to say that carnival time is one of the best things to experience. I started going out to Mardi Gras as a child with my family. I loved seeing the bright lights and colors of the floats and costumes. And it was even better at night, that's when the city r...

The cold, concrete ground sent a chill through my legs as I knelt. I was naked to the world, just a blindfold and the rope that restrained my hands, arms, and upper body. My penis hanging softly between my legs, almost touching the floor, I was completely vulnerable. The sound of my breath was the only noise inside the dimly lit warehouse. There was another person in the room, but I couldn't tell where she was or what she...

I was sitting at the bar of a swanky hotel in the French Quarter in New Orleans, LA. I had been nursing a scotch for about half an hour when I got the text. First, let me introduce myself, my name is Gregory. I'm thirty-four years old and I live in New Orleans, LA. I'm six foot one and fairly fit from working out. I'm black, with brown skin, and have a shaved head. I was wearing a gray pinstripe suit as this was an upscal...

We had gotten off of the plane and caught a taxi to the resort. My pet was tired from the trip and of course all the sex we had before we got there. We had sex at the airport when we connected, on the plane in the bathroom, and at the airport when we landed. My name is Dorion, and this is a story about a trip to a swinger's resort. I was accompanied by my pet Lynn. I'm twenty-eight, black, and stand six foot one. Lynn is...

A few days had past since my last visit to the warehouse. My most recent experience with Miss M in front of Teresa was quite the ordeal. I had been quite adventurous in my day, but intentionally having sex in front of someone for their enjoyment was a new experience. I knew I had pleased Miss M quite well and we put on the show Teresa wanted. But now, I was curious as to what she would have me do next. What task would she...

I pulled Angel out of the tub and wrapped her in a large towel. As usual, she was exhausted from our session, but the chair had her in a different kind of daze. I decided to let her sleep in and recover. I would give her time before placing her in the chair again. At least until she returned to some sort of normalcy. As I laid her in her bed she leaned up to kiss me. I leaned forward to meet her lips. I stroked her face a...

Mrs. Waltz and I hurried to get dressed as the footsteps and radio sounds become louder as the person in the hallway got closer. She had pulled her pants up and was dressed as I just got myself back in order when there was a knock. Knock, knock, knock. It was Mr. Daniels the assistant principal. He was here also helping everyone pack up their rooms for the summer. "Hey there y'all, got everything in order?" He said to us....

I hadn't gotten an erection in six weeks. A great partner is hard to find. Someone who will help you achieve your goals, keep you focused, and most importantly pick you up when you've fallen down. My wife had been that person since we started dating. We've been together for eleven years and married for eight. And through many trials and tribulations she has stood by me, and this time was no different. My name is Dominic a...

It was time for dinner and my girlfriend Angel is usually waiting at the table when I'm finished cooking. "Angel, Angel, dinner is ready, baby. It's jambalaya, your favorite," I called from the kitchen. "Hmm, where is she?" I thought to myself. I stirred the pot a few times and put the stove on a low heat to keep the food warm. I began walking through the house calling for her with no luck. I went to the bedrooms, the bat...

This story takes place in 2018. I ran into my distant cousin Isabelle who I hadn't seen in ten years. I was twenty two at the time. A little backstory, my cousin Isabelle is three years younger than me, making her nineteen at the time. My name is Quinton, but I go by Q. I'm born and raised in southeastern Louisiana. I'm six foot two and weigh about two hundred and thirty pounds. I have a solid build from working machine m...

As I lay in my bed that night I couldn't help but replay the memories from earlier. From entering the warehouse to being introduced to the fourth floor, to what happened with Kimiko, and Teresa watching. My mind was a mess – and it was a blur. I still had a decision to make. But would it be the right one?  I got up and headed to the gym. A little exercise should help ease my mind. I got through my workout with a clear hea...

Hello, My name is Dorion. In this series, I will tell you how I became one of the most prominent BDSM players in New Orleans, LA.A little bit about me. I'm twenty-eight years old, and I'm black. I stand at six feet four and weigh about two-hundred-and forty pounds with a shaved head. Not to brag, but I also have a ten-inch dick that's quite thick and very prominent in my pants. I work in manufacturing. So I stay in shape...

"I want to eat something sweet and juicy to fill me up. How about you Dorion? ... Dorion," Mrs. Waltz asked.I shook my head and snapped back to reality. "Yeah, I'm hungry too," I replied.  I had been staring at the breasts of a woman old enough to be my grandmother, Mrs. Waltz. "Your mother wants to know what you want from the Mexican restaurant," she continued. "Just tell her I'll have my usual," I replied. I was at the...