Yeah... where do I start? Long story short, I have a handful of start-and-stop stories on this site, and they're basically a bunch of beginnings, middles, ends, kinks, scenarios, and 'plots', that kind of ended up being a giant garbled mess. And even more that I haven't even written down. So instead of going crazy by trying to cram and retrofit them into pla...
Okay, so either: A) You want to read a particular kind of story, but chyoo doesn't have it and you have no confidence as a writer, or... B) You are a writer suffering from a block and need an idea to help get yourself out of your funk? Here's where you can make suggestions for an idea for others to write, or browse for the kinds of ideas you can get behind w...
I thought my marriage would be over when my wife discovered my addiction to interracial pornography. To my surprise, not only did my wife accept that I liked to watch black men have sex with white women but she actually began to like it. Both my sexy white wife and I became so wrapped up in fantasies of interracial sex that in the heat of my passion I confes...
When my now husband mentioned marriage, I doubt he thought it would lead to a three day inquisition. As a single mother with two failed relationships, I wanted to discuss in depth some obstacles from the past; among them was sex. Admittedly, I have an unusually high sex drive. By the end of my fourteen year marriage, sex had become contentious rather than en...
It had finally happened. T'Challa, the Black Panther and king of Wakanda, lay on the ground bloodied and defeated before him, his body pinned in place under a heavy rock. All around him, T'Challa could see his forces being routed, proud Wakandan troops fleeing from the combined aggression of the Jabari tribe and the Atlanteans. And above him was the grinning...
Mykel Turner was nervous. There was no other way to describe the way she was feeling. The man she once loved, then hated, and later on sent to prison for the last five years, was out, and according to the letter she received the other day, he was coming back for her. Why once a person became part of your past, they thought they could be part of the present...
This is in fact a true story compiled of journal and blog entries I have made about the subject. How it all started for me, My marriage has always been an extremely happy one, I was lucky to find the love of my life. Our sex life was a bit "vanilla" until a year or so ago. I didn't really think of myself as a sexual being at all. I would always let my hu...
The name is Julianne Bosworth, and I've got a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, to an English-Canadian father and an Aboriginal Canadian mother. Five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with light bronze skin, long Black hair and light brown eyes, that's essentially me in a nutshell. Exotically beautiful, those are the words I hear...
A lot of people talk bad about the Dirty South, and I can totally understand a lot of their viewpoints. My name is Claire Jane Warren-Sankara, C.J. to my friends, and I was born and raised in the City of Fayetteville, North Carolina. My family, the Warren Clan, is as redneck as they possibly come, and they had a veritable fit when I fell in love with Ibrahim...
That may seem to be too much of a generality, but I will use my own experiences and the scores in the top lists to show why I believe it to be true. This is strictly my opinion, and you are perfectly welcome to disagree with me, and to express that disagreement. As of right now, the evening of December 11, 2006, the four highest ranked stories in the Anal c...