Bored with my mundane office job and my sexless marriage, I downloaded an app that allows you to vent and share your secrets anonymously. Like most things on the internet, it became over run with thirsty perverts. Myself included. With it, users can chat with people or post publicly. Through using this app, I made friends with an American woman living in L...
Please read the "Perfect Man" before reading this. This story is a continuation of that story. * It had been a week since Justin had seen Sandra. He talked to her on the phone everyday, but she had refused to see him until another week had passed. When he would ask to see her she would always remind him of what she had told him the last time they saw each...
My wife is intelligent, witty, loving, thoughtful, considerate, intelligent as well as beautiful and sensuous and voluptuous – everything any man could want or hope for. And she and I are very much in love. She has a strong, dominant personality while i am quite submissive. Over the past several years, our marriage has naturally evolved into a Female-Led Rel...
Chapter Six: Chantel's Decline is Achieved, Owned by a Black Master as his Sissy Maid and Slut. I cannot believe at what is happening to me here. Master named Gage is about to purchase me and place me into slavery as his sissy maid and sissy slut. I am near in panic, I want to run away, get into my car and drive for the safety of my home. But I know this wi...
Chapter Ten "The Vow and Portrait Ceremony" It would be a night to remember for the guest that were arriving at the manor and a night Martin would never forget. Martin sat in a comfortable chair with his hands on the arms, his legs crossed as he listened to Phoebe's questions. The only other person in the room was the photographer, who had already snappe...
It was incredibly difficult talking to my best friend Liz concerning the momentous changes in my marriage that occurred over the past two months. I had long suspected that she considered me a prude, or at the very least, sexually non-adventurous. Perhaps, compared to her, I was. I had only known Liz a little more than a year and both of us were quite reserv...
Sara could feel her heart beating faster and her pussy moisten as she listened to her professor speak in her college human sexuality class. The class began with a mixed crowd of both female and male students, but had slowly dwindled to a small group of female students as the course was in its final week. The professor was in her late 40's, very attractive...
Meet Bartholomew "Bart" Jones, a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the City of New Orleans, Louisiana, Bart moved to the Canadian Capital to expand his horizons and explore new things. He had a Business Management degree from Louisiana Tech University, and felt like giving life in Canada try. Life in Canada had alway...
As the sun peaked in the sky on a peaceful Saturday, Michelle lay relaxed on the massage table in a secluded outdoor area of the spa. Michelle felt the tension leave her muscles as a young woman kneaded her back, and slowly she drifted into a daydream. She imagined the stranger she met the previous evening giving her the massage instead of the woman, but her...
[Author's note: This is the first story I have written, so it's by no means 100% great. However I'm hoping it acts as good practice for me to start writing better, and to get some feedback.] *** We had only met last week, although it seemed like a lifetime ago. That first image of you walking into the bar, long sleek brown hair, tight fitting dress showing...