Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers (All characters were 18 or older at the time of any sexual activity) The truth is, everything I'm telling you in this story is the truth. Only the names have been changed, to protect - well, not exactly the innocent... I have two lives, which for the most part are discrete and separate. In one part of my life, I am a ver...
I walked to the jewelry stand inside Saint Laurent Mall with a purposeful stride. For months now, I had been saving up for the perfect engagement ring. Today, I can finally afford it. I smiled at the saleswoman, a pretty blonde chick, and indicated the one I wanted. I admired it, and made sure it was the right finger size. Smiling, I took out my Royal Bank o...
The morning broke brilliantly across the countryside, striping Rosebud's face with beveled shadows. She stretched and grinned as she moved her fingers down to her sticky pussy, remembering the touch of Velvet's tongue. She wished that she could turn over and see Velvet sleeping next to her, that she could rub her face in her soft black hair, that she could f...
About this game: This game works a teeny tiny bit like those weird visual novels that the japanophiles keep raving about. You can loop the story as much as you like, and unlock new POV's along the way. POV's can be changed chapter by chapter and you can get a really weird and avant-garde story out of it, or you can stick to one person, but you will need to m...
This story is copyright of Renzajones. Karen didn't speak because she couldn't not then, she needed time to think and process the feelings that raced through her mind. She had before now always been in control of herself and her emotions and somehow she knew she couldn't afford not to be now. She had never meant to be the one to redefine this woman or her...
It was an average Monday morning for Ms. Williamson, droning over the PA system that day's lunch menu, reminding students and staff of upcoming school events and calling students down to the office to pick up late slips. She worked in the high school office as a form of glorified secretary, the work was monotonous and tedious, often times lacking the level o...
Stretched out spread eagle on the mattress, hands and feet tied to each corner post, I hear the door open. Footsteps echo on the hardwood floor and I crane my neck to ensure that I'm not mistaken. The panties stuffed in my mouth have long lost their flavor but I clamp down, drawing a tiny squirt of cold juice. The sounds die midway down the hall and I liste...
This story, while fictional, is based on real life events in the lives of thousands born male with female identity. They are by nature psychologically and emotionally female but anatomically male. It is a matter of gender identity with these individuals. They are not transvestites but transsexual or transgender. In order to correct nature's mistake, as it mi...
"Hi, Shyam sir!" she texted. "Oh hello, my sweet thing!" responded Shyam, pleasantly surprised when Sunita reached out. "I have something for you," she replied. It took but an instant for Shyam to harden at that suggestive sentence. This was flirtatious. "My imagination is running wild!" he texted. "I think you have more for me than I have for you," sh...
"Now be a good girl and live up to everything I promised. I don't want to have to give the fraternity any money back." Was the last thing Professor Gallahay said, stroking the side of Kathren's face a few times before leaving the bathroom and heading for her car. Every time she had to do some work her mistress had acquired for her Kathren was nervous and th...