***This story involves voyeurism between a male college student and his female roommate with a boyfriend. If this does not interest you, do not read.*** In my junior year of college I was desperate to find living accommodations. My current housing was no longer an option and since the term had already started, all my friends were living elsewhere. I looked...
After our amazing night at the club with Tina and John, we knew we had to have more. We were both so excited by the experience. We decided that we would go back the next weekend. To try and top ourselves, we decided to try something a little different. Instead of staying together, we'd separate once we got there. That Saturday we were off again, on our way...
As I nervously slurped up my scotch on the rocks, Alex began to explain the presence of so many men during what was supposed to be a sexual-business transaction between only me and him. "You see, Annette, we are a group of men who do not get what we need sexually elsewhere. Some of us are bachelors and don't want to bother with dating just to get sex. Othe...
Wondering around cleaning the house up from the previous nights exploits, Bridget was again amazed that she had done all seven men. She looked in on Ken asleep in their bed. He was completely spent from the many hours he, and his new co-workers had spent enjoying her. She knew she should be completely exhausted, but somehow felt even more energized by what s...
Naani was there the next day. There was a radiant look on her face. She did not look at me directly as Granny was around supervising her work. She pretended that she did not see me at all. I was very upset. But then it was better to be discreet about it as word travels very fast in villages. Nothing happened that day. It was disappointing. One of my relative...
Author's Note: This story includes MF Non-Human sex and some bondage. Enjoy! -------------------------------------- Chryssa curled up in her new bed, eyes wide as she looked around at her surroundings. Although she knew that she was being used as chattel, that she should be angered at the degradation of her body... she was also in the nicest room she'd eve...
© FnstyMn Jason's Story: That night when I got home after work, Janice greeted me with a kiss, as usual, but what was unusual was that instead of a simple peck on the lips, this was a deeper kiss. I passed through the living room where the kids where watching TV on my way to the kitchen and kissed them and messed up their hair. Layla was preparing a salad...
December 2012 - What Happened in Vegas or Jaye is broken If you have been following my ongoing narrative of how my wife and I transitioned from Mid- West white married couple to Black-owned sex slaves, you have seen references to the trip to Vegas my wife Jaye took with Robert, our Bull, about 4 years ago. When I first wrote it up based on her reports, it w...
Having made her decision, Nicki felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. The future was now something to be savoured, rather than feared. She busied herself with preparations for her next exploration. Exploration! How she loved Tom's use of that word, what a concept! Like a taking a canoe up-river into the darkest regions of an unexplored...
Jakki's silky hair arrives in my lap like an indulgent gift, a cool tumble of platinum, a golden river that brushes my thighs and drapes over my hips. A ragged sigh leaves me at these first feather touches. Jakki's mouth and neat upturned nose grazes my abdomen, plants slow leisurely kisses along my wide spread thighs, onto the folds of my buttocks where th...