"Now, Henry, tell me some more about how your wife finds you inadequate in bed," Rosetta pushed, adjusting her enormous rump in her specially designed leather chair. She was very interested in getting deep into the psyche of this client. A very small man, only about 100 lbs, he was slightly intimidated by the African-American amazon with hips nearly as wide...
18 year old Conrad Marks unlocked the front door knowing his father, mother and sister were out of the house until later that night. He stepped into the foyer followed by four of his swim team buddies; Mike his best friend from grade school, Justin, just new to the team this year, Barry, the team captain and Tevis, the only black guy on their team. All of th...
Disclaimer: The following is a weird parody. It is not meant to be taken seriously. I stress, I have not figured out all the logic of this world! I don't care if it does not make sense! Just read, enjoy, and try not to think about it too hard! And if people like this, I may have an idea for a part 2! ***** This is a world somewhat like our own. People live...
Mr. Callahan was a sweet old man. He was a resident at the retirement home I worked art-time at in the evenings and on weekends. He was 61, and really didn't need to be there. His wife had a moderate case of emphysema. From what he'd told me, he'd taken care of her himself for the last five years, but his arthritis was making it more difficult. Green Meadows...
You woke up in the apartment were you live with your fiancée Marshall and his best friend Ted Mosby. You look to your right for a morning quickie with your marshmallow but you notice that he isn't there. Where can he be, you think to yourself while starting to rub your tits to pleasure yourself. Marshall is always there compliment your looks in the morning a...
She walk by the bed briskly, as she turned her head and saw "Lil Bunny." Lil Bunny was just sitting there with his usual smile, among the furry friends section of the bedroom. His long ears and whiskered nose, in his poised, upright sitting position. As if he was saying, "Play with me." She smiled, went over and picked the pink bunny up. Curled it into her...
A fly buzzes past my face and I lift my arm to swat it away. Even in the shade the heat is sweltering. How can it be this hot when only a few days ago we were shivering under a blanket in front of the fire? My face breaks into a grin at the memory, not just shivering...wow, what a night. What a weekend! At least, it was supposed to be just a weekend. A fores...
This is the third instalment of my Becoming Marie stories, They are all true adventures that occurred when I found my sexual awakening to cross dressing. To fully appreciate the story it would be best to read the previous two. * On one of my bike rides and visits to the Transporter Bridge cottage I met a guy who told me of a cruising spot not far from ther...
Vanessa had barely made it closing the cubicle door when the men's main door swung open. Vanessa hoped their talking would not distract them from anything out of the norm. "Traces" of an unusual lunch time event that had ended less than 10 minutes earlier could still be spotted, especially if one were to look hard enough - in particular the urinal unit which...
Jack loves to see his landlady Stacey wearing short sleeveless blouse and skirt. She is in her mid-forties, a little fatty, wears blouse much above navel, and the blouse is of dark colour, and ultra low-cut tight design. The low-cut back of the blouse on her smooth coffee colored skin is a treat to watch. Her plump shoulders are exposed, Jack longed to kiss...