My name is Janice Ellery Bronson and I am a six-foot-tall, plump, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, green-eyed and blonde-haired Irishwoman living in the city of Bangor, Maine. By day, I work as a field researcher and assistant for one of the city's most respected attorneys. Who is this attorney? My beloved husband Thaddeus Bronson of course. He's a six-foot-tal...
Bahamas, Day Nine - Sunday The sun rose over us the next morning, beaming it's energy down to us. We all awoke around the same time, and as we gained our senses, we stirred under the blanket and began to rise. "What a magnificent night. I will never forget that one." Keira told us. "Me either." Jessica and I replied. It was truly a night to remember. "We...
My first blog of the day was long, describing the events at the restaurant the night before combined with my intimate thoughts of entering this new lifestyle full time. As I typed, I knew Nick would be pleased. I reflected on my life before I had met Nick, what my view of all of this would have been then, what I knew other women would think of all of it. An...
For descriptions of the people in this story, you can read the first four paragraphs of Slight Indiscretions 01. This story picks up where that one left off. * "Sam called while you were in the shower," said Lynn as I walked out to the living room. She was sitting on the floor, her skirt up around her knees, fanning herself and trying to beat the heat. "S...
Danielle was born in the winter to 1976, but she was born a male by the name of Daniel. Daniel looked like a normal male child aside from liking girly things. Whenever Daniel would play dress-up he'd always dress in his mother's or his aunt's clothes and his parents thought that was cute until Daniel got a bit older then his father sternly told him, "boys do...
A lot of people who know me find my sexual proclivities rather alarming. I don't know what the fuss is about, though. Seriously. What's wrong with being bisexual? I cannot fathom it for the life of me. Bisexual men and bisexual women have existed since the dawn of man. We've been heroes and villains, artists and entertainers, kings and queens, princes and ro...
I was starting to rack up a long list of sexy experiences with multiple guys; being fucked on a pool table, in a locker room and passed around a car of horny guys. Jared was facilitating this pleasure whilst having his own way with me. He is happy to share and watch, knowing how much it turns me on but Jared keeps ultimate control; having final say on who fu...
Becca had fallen asleep on her master's chest and had woken up less than two hours later surprised to not find him there. She looked in the living room and bathroom and he wasn't there either. Then she found the note he'd left her lying on the bed's headboard. It simply said he'd gone out to look into some things and that he would be back hopefully in a shor...
"You are late, slut," said Mistress Chanel, when She opened the door. She was stunning in Her black leather skirt and vest, which showed off Her shapely legs, and deep cleavage to good effect, and Her dark hair swept wildly over Her shoulders. Even though She was a full head shorter than me, She looked tall and regal, and I trembled in awe of Her. "I am sor...
Okay, here goes nothing. My name is Steven Sinclair and I am a big and tall young Black man living in the town of Vanier, Province of Ontario. That's in Canada in case you don't know. I recently moved there from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. My passport says American, and that's true enough but I was born in the town of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti. I...