Awakening in a bed, slightly softer than you remember, there is no doubt in your mind that what you experienced in the night wasn't just a dream. At least part of your wish was granted because where you once had the plain chest of an man you now had a beautiful pair of breasts. Excitedly you grab the tablet next to your bed and search for "Human reprodu...
I heard moaning. Not the intense kind but the soft musical drifts in breaths when air and ecstasy collide in one lung. It was musical and came in different tones as though from different voices. One of them I recognized. This is my house and the songs of my wife's moans are sketched to my memory. These passive moans tear fissures in me. I've never heard anyt...
She snuggled her backside into my lap, and I draped my arm over her naked body to cup her breast and gently squeeze her nipple. "So tell me all about it," I said to her. She could feel from the reaction of my crotch that even the idea was making me horny (although her naked wiggling butt may have also borne some of the responsibility.) "Well, we met for...
This story isn't so much about plot. If you like stories with a dedicated plot-line that takes a while to build up to the erotic bits, then this probably isn't for you. This is my first story, in over a year, so please bear that in mind. All characters are over the age of 18. ***** Background to the story: Me and my partner Rosey have just come home from a...
Bridgine was on her knees in the middle of the room. Her eyes blindfolded, her hands cuffed behind her, and a collar around her neck. Her chest was rising and falling underneath her black and white lingerie. She was so excited she could barely stand it. Ari smiled over her glass of wine from the chair in the corner. "Have you been my good little girl scott...
This is my first story. All criticism is welcome. If this is well received I'll keep them coming. Thanks for reading! ***** Riley sighed and leaned back in her chair in the small coffee shop. The change of environment wasn't helping as much as she thought. Math was stupid and whoever invented calculus should be shot. Too bad that wouldn't stop her prof...
At the station we were met by a chauffeuse with a card saying 'Emm and Angie', so there was no doubt about who she was waiting for. She eyed Angie up, as Angie stared at her; this was going to be fun. Angie and Emm held hands in the car. They quite clearly wanted to devour each other, and I felt as out of place as the shy one at some orgy. We swept into th...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This short series is both a prequel and a sequel to Heather's Busy Week (HBW). It is not, however, the immediate follow-on, and can be read independently (although new readers are more than welcome to try out the first series!!). Heather's Hectic Weekend, picking up where HBW left off, will follow in the not-too-distant future. ***** CHAPTER...
CHAPTER SIX (July 2002) Heather and Ingrid started their travels almost immediately after their Finals, taking the ferry from Portsmouth to Cherbourg, then spending one night in a posh hotel in Caen before setting out for real. The ground rules for that opening, European stage of their world tour were simple. Money wasn't particularly a problem but they we...
Sex sections are bookended with "~~~" again. Feel free just read those sections if the rest bores you. The first one is right after the "^^^^^" break. Standard Boilerplate: Contains graphic lesbian sex to be enjoyed by legal adults. Characters not meant to resemble anyone fictional or real. Thanks for all the comments! Quick recap: Against my better ju...