The energy was electric. The entire school roared as both the football team and the cheer squad claimed their respective victories--the first in the school's history. After a grueling road trip downstate, exhaustion should have set in, but the thrill of winning drowned out any fatigue. Students, parents, faculty, everyone was swept up in the fever of celebration. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, my own excitement ming...

I have a confession to make. I never thought I'd be the kind of woman to write something like this. To be the kind of woman who would even have something like this to confess. But here I am, sitting in the dim glow of my laptop, my heart pounding in my chest, knowing that what I’m about to write will change the way I see myself forever. Before I get to the confession, I need to explain how I got here. You need to understa...

I couldn’t help but wonder what Claire meant by service in this context. Was it merely physical submission, or does it extend to emotional and psychological manipulation as well? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of fear and anticipation. As the minutes drag on, I become increasingly aware of my surroundings, taking in the dimly lit room and the various implements scattered about. Each object seemed to hold a...

I had been tutoring Chris in Math for several months. I'm 18, studying at college. A little short, and a bit chubby, but I am thankfully blessed with huge tits and my mom’s blonde hair. Chris, on the other hand, is quite different. He's part of the football program. He is muscular and very tall. His black skin has always been something I found hard to resist. Over time, we had become friends, but today felt different. Chr...

"Shoes?" "Yup." "Camera?" "Got it." "Flash drive?" "Shit. Thanks. Almost forgot it." I rushed to the desk drawer and grabbed the flash drive with my PowerPoint on it. My wife and I had a tradition of this checklist run-through every time I traveled for a conference. It was created out of necessity because I never had my head on straight and would invariably call from the destination whining about forgetting one important...

Karen and I were friends from our college days and have been able to sustain a friendship since our college days. We stay in touch and share many things and some secrets of our dark side. One thing we share is our likes and dislikes of men and women. We are both divorced, and Karen is a bit of a slut, and me, well, I am just a horny old lady who needs some loving from time to time. We were at Karen's place one night talki...

Back in 2015, I had to go to the corporate office in Bloomington for a meeting. I hated working on flights, so I didn't even bother. And I was horny. So I brought up Backpages on my phone and started browsing ads from women in Bloomington. Within minutes, I had found an ad from a black BBW who was looking for men to worship her pussy. We started exchanging messages, and by the time I landed, we had arranged for her to com...

Society had continued to decline in its morals and the year 2024 was indicative of just that. The city of Miami had seen exponential growth in not just Americans from elsewhere but also a lot of foreigners from places like Europe. Stuck in the whole ordeal was a thirty-three-year-old bachelor named Saad. With a two-bedroom condo in Miami, Saad was primed to enjoy some of the moral decay that had come through society despi...

“Clap these cheeks. Clap these cheeks. Clap these cheeks.” The dark-skinned, ponytailed beauty stared into her bathroom mirror and shook her head in an “I knew this bullshit wouldn’t work” motion. It probably served her right for buying into nonsensical urban legends that floated around in the office earlier that day. “You believe what they were saying?” her light-skinned, curly-haired friend asked while adjusting her gla...

Chapter Four-There’s One More Thing Jill said, “Ken, you wanted to know everything. That’s it, and every word was the truth. I don’t know how I found the will to resist letting him take me to one of the bedrooms and giving him what he wanted because I sure as hell wanted him. Maybe you’re pissed after hearing this, but frankly, you shouldn’t be because you wanted honesty and that’s what I gave you. I won’t lie about what...

PART 1 The plan was to go for wings and maybe a drink after work. I got home, stepped out of my work clothes, and still had enough time for a quick shower. I was already thinking about what I was going to wear while the smell of coconut relaxed the day's stress away. I always underestimate how many bubbles my loofah can create. While the scented, soapy white flow continued down my body, I decided on my classic but cute go...

They say you never forget your first time, and I can certainly attest to that. I first met Treyvon at a gay bar downtown. I'd been going out more frequently, enjoying the freedom of being able to dress fully en femme. The bar had several dark corners, where I could sit inconspicuously, drinking cocktails alone, and people watch. He had been staring at me from the bar for most of the night, before finally plucking up the c...

Room 313. Same number as the area code now that I was thinking of it. I almost smiled, but it gave me a sick deluded sense that the perverse poetry of watching my fiancé getting fucked through the sliver of a chain locked hotel door was somehow by design all along. “Thahk you so muh baby, I uhv you.”  Andrea, faced pressed against the adjacent wall, eyes deeply locked with mine, slurred past the finger hooked in her mouth...

I couldn’t believe she said that to me. Was I overreacting at the time? Maybe. No matter what though, I couldn’t shake that icky feeling her statement gave me, and it showed in how I treated the nightclub patrons and my co-workers. Word reached the club owner, so she called me up to her office to have a chat. “Please,” Linda said as she sat behind her desk, “have a seat.” “If it’s all the same to you, I prefer to stand.”...