As I explained in my earlier story, "Washing Dishes," doing the dishes is my favorite thing I do for my wife. The least favorite thing I do is the dusting. When I do the dishes, she gets so happy she'll let me kiss her soft pussy, and maybe even let me come, but when I dust she is not as happy. You see it is hard to dust and still remain ladylike. My...
Nervous, little slut? Of course you are. It's your first day at Mistress K's Slutschool and you have so much to learn to even hope to catch up with the bigger, stronger, more experienced boysluts. Well, luckily for you, it's my job to teach little sluts like you how to behave. How to show proper subservience to your betters. Take a seat on that stool there...
She was like no woman I had ever seen before. She walked into a room and everyone's eyes were on her. She just had that incredible presence that just lit up the room and everyone just wanted to be around her. I was working behind the bar of a trendy club when I first saw her saunter in on her long legs, swaying her hips in a short dress. She walked over to t...
The grand opening of Tra'mon's fitness center came only one week later. This day would be the only time that any of the 13 white husbands from the condo community would be invited, and it was a day that I shall never forget. The grand opening was held on a Saturday at 11 o'clock in the morning. It came the Saturday after the stud's grotesque and beligerent...
A Wife's Awakening: How My Wife Became a Big Black Cock Slut ~This is a true story about me (Steve) and my wife (Valerie). All events occurred, with a few enhancements for readers' pleasure. * Val and I had been married for 15 years; she is now 34, and I am 37. We got married because Val was pregnant, and marriage was the best thing to do back then in sc...
Slave boy departed the docks and stumbled back to Femininus, dazed and in despair. He had no idea what to do. He had made the arduous journey, both physical and emotional, to becoming a slave of Femininus, suffered so much heartbreak and rejection to finally find his perfect Mistress, only to get to spend such a brief time with her before she was taken so ve...
I am a gym teacher at the local high school, and also the coach of the ballet club. This year the club consists of eight seniors, four smallish white boys and four white girls, one of whom is my daughter. I had made her join the club against her will, and she didn't like the other girls in the club. My girl takes after my somewhat diminutive husband in her s...
Annabelle Shaw eyed the gawky, skinny nervous boy bagging her groceries and smiled. The Fortune 500 CEO had just gotten out of work and had stopped at the store for a few things -- and a fresh load of boy cum if possible. And with Annabelle's 62-year-old libido firing like a woman's half her age, it was definitely possible. "Be a dear and carry these out to...
Author's Note: As is oftentimes the case when I write a story, at some point, I see more than one possible ending to my tale. After this first post, I will have two more posts, both will be a different ending to the story. And I always appreciate your opinion. Please rate the story, and leave a note if you like. Let me know which ending you prefer. Constru...
The boy was lost. He stood, naked and shivering, in the middle of a huge, white... place. He was used to white. He thought he was used to white. There was definitely something inside him that said that he knew what white was. But there was also something that said that white places were bad. This white place was no better than the last white place, he thou...