Looking in the mirror, the white button up shirt, dark denim jeans, and fresh clean pair of white-on-white low-top Air Force 1 sneakers had me looking fresh! The diamond stud earrings and the diamond-encrusted Presidential Rolex on my wrist shone in luminosity. My custom-made New Era 59Fifty MLB Black on Black Yankees fitted cap on my head completed my New York State of mind. That moment, I get a text message. I opened my text message, and saw that it was from Ebony. Ebony was twenty-six years old and a natural dark-skinned beauty. She had firm tits, perfect toned legs,…

The ambience backstage at Lincoln Center for Performing Arts looked hectic and somewhat wild, just like rushing around the Grand Central Terminal; everybody was vigorously busy! Models, hairstylists, makeup artists, and assistant dressers were moving around frantically getting ready for the show. Clearly, they were trying to make something spectacular after some time. It was day four of New York Fashion Week and my friend, Sophie, was having her first runway show. I observed her instructing the hairstylists and makeup artists on how each model should look. She was a perfectionist and never tolerated mistakes! Sophie was a thin Asian…

"I cannot believe I let you talk me into coming out here." I told Keeley. "You know you wanted to come out here." Keeley continued. "New York is fun, but it's always good to get out once in a while. You need a change of scenery!" Keeley was my gorgeous English girlfriend with a honey-colored complexion and long dark brown hair. She had the nicest pair of tits and an ass that can make most women envious. Keeley was a glamour model and widely traveled. She also had a voracious appetite for sex. "I know I can use the time…

I was in Michigan, cruising in my silver-blue BMW i8 and listening to The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory album blaring. Being an adventurous and enterprising man, I resolved to meet this girl; Aria Giovanni was her name and I loved the idea I was going her way. It had been a long time since we last met. Her house was by the lake. I reached there and looked around. There were so many trees and other houses. The scenery out there was not anything like New York City; it was refreshing since I desired sometimes to escape from…

I was at the beautiful Margarita Island in Venezuela enjoying the hot weather and cool water. It felt great to escape the fast-paced New York lifestyle for a few days. There were so many tanned bodies relaxing, swimming, and running around. As I walked out of the water, I saw Melena standing there clad in a ladybug-red bikini smiling. She was an olive-skinned brunette with a heart-shaped face, full lips, and sexy groomed legs. I met her at a nightclub and we hit it off instantly. She was young, friendly, and likeable. What I remembered most about her were her…

"I am in Paradise! I love Puerto Rico!" I scream to the air. I am in my Hustler 41 Razor speedboat racing down the clearest blue water like an iconic scene from Miami Vice. I look fresh in my crisp white button-down shirt, slacks, and matching all white Air Jordan 8 Retro sneakers. I love the feeling of the cool breeze, the wind humming in my ears, the sun setting, and the sight of the waves that are wild as an untamed steed. I am excited that I am going to meet with my friend, Isa, who is waiting for…

I walked inside Cheetahs Gentlemen's Club, one of the hottest nightspots in Manhattan. As always, I felt like a superstar walking around the club. I had on my custom-made black Gucci jacket, matching crisp black jeans, and Air Jordan 11 Retro Concords sneakers. Meek Mill's "Ima Boss" blared from the speakers, which was my anthem for 2011. The dark and light-skinned exotic dancers clad in sheer see-through and skimpy micro bikinis aroused me as they swayed their hips in time with the throbbing bass. They made the club sizzling! I sat at a table in the VIP area in a…

Jay-Z's classic street hit, "Can't Knock The Hustle (Fool's Paradise Remix)" blared so loud from my silver 2012 Ferrari FF that the streets were trembling as I cruised by. I was in high spirits! I waited a long time for this day and now it was finally here. I was going to visit Australia, a dream place of mine with my friend, Kaylani Lei. I enjoyed spending time with her because she went beyond expectation in adventures. "Are you ready to do this, Sexy?" I asked Kaylani. "Of course, I'm ready to do this!" Kaylani answered. "I cannot wait to…

Early afternoon, I am playing blackjack with my friend, Sid in his Manhattan loft condominium. I am winning his money! Sid is a 28-year-old tall light-skinned model with a short tapered hairstyle and boyish looks. We have known each other for ten years and would go to clubs to pick up women. We often tell people that we are cousins because of how close we are. Rap music is playing on a medium volume as we are battling like professional athletes. I am not trying to lose any money to him. After winning another hand, I said, "That's right, give…

In the well-furnished dim lit bedroom of a Manhattan penthouse, two women are making out. One of them is nude and stretched out on the king-size bed, with her fleshy thighs open and deep-set brown eyes closed. Her complexion is dusky. She is Namitha Kapoor, an East Indian hottie with a well-endowed figure. Her long black hair is in a mess about her beautiful round face. Her partner is a passionate Floridian woman with a slim figure, smaller curves, and close-cropped hair. She is clad into a silk green bikini. Her name is Monica Hershel. Namitha moans and squeezes her…

Club Harlem World had the streets of uptown shaking. Inside, the music was blaring; the best drinks were flowing; the hottest exotic women were all over the place dancing; and the getting-money fellers spent dollars around, having a great time. Mar’e sucked in the atmosphere with a smile on his face and a drink in his hand. He was upstairs in the VIP lounge holding court with a few friends. Mar’e looked cool in his black Dolce & Gabbana suit blazer with subtle polka dots. "I love Harlem!" Mar’e shouted. "Ain't no party like an uptown party, 'cause an uptown…

My name is Monica Hershel. I am a twenty-eight-year-old model. I have a straight figure with tanned skin, and I sport a short close-cropped hairstyle. I have blue eyes and my body measurements are 32AA-24-32. My face is pretty and I am a proud lesbian. The autumn breeze feels good blowing on me as I lay in bed, clad in my white bra and panties, rubbing my pussy and pinching my nipples. I cannot stop thinking about my sexy Goddess! Her name is Nina Mercedez, and she is 31. She stands at five-foot-six-inch, her mouthwatering body measures 34E-25-34. She is…

It is Christmas Eve night. Inside a luxurious mansion overlooking Beverly Hills, lavish Christmas decorations adorn the house superbly. Walking up the spiral staircase is a nude slim tanned woman with short, curly hair and an hourglass figure. Her name is Halle, and she is 45 but looks 25. Her ageless heart-shaped face is proving that effortlessly. She stands by the master bedroom door and smiles at the action happening in the bed. Two gorgeous women are making out on the edge of the bed. One is a Caucasian woman with long, wavy platinum-blonde hair and a petite toned body.…

It was a fine Saturday afternoon. I roamed around Mercer Street in lower Manhattan and eventually lingered at a small shop called Gizelle's, which was new in the neighborhood. On the windows, innovative Christmas designs were displayed that had caught my attention. The store looked deserted so I decided to step inside and buy gifts to wish my girlfriend a happy holiday. Hence, I entered the air-conditioned store and found a variety of skirts, halter-tops, tank tops, thigh-highs, and thongs. A sexy brown-haired woman stood behind the counter, reading an Allure magazine. Her long wavy hair was shoulder-length, and she…

Everyone has a story to tell, but not many tell the ones worth telling. Well this girl’s got one to tell. As my most recent customer left the store, a frigid gust of wind took his place. I glanced out the window and noticed that the few flurries had become a steady snowfall that had no intention of easing up anytime soon. “Perfect,” I said to myself as I moved to turn up the heat but the sound of the door interrupted me. A young man, probably about 20 years or so, walked into the store almost covered in snow.…

The First day I showed up at the pre-arranged time at the hotel where the room key was waiting for me at the front desk. I went to the room and began to transform myself from man to woman. The clothing was the easy part of my transformation it was the makeup and the wig that took some time. Since I knew I would be here for two weeks I had decided to glue my wig on my head with special glue made for such a task. This would enable my wig to feel like my own hair, so if…