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Becoming Cassie Ch. 01

by TGJamie on Sep 25, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Money was hard to come by in our household. Being the oldest of four and my mom being a single mom put a real strain on our resources. Rarely did we ever have any extra money in our family to spend on things like eating out at a restaurant or going to the movies. If we wanted to do that, we had to save our own money to do it. Things were just tight. That sai...

Suguna's Tuition Classes Ch. 02

by misterwho on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

Author's Note: all characters are 18 or over; that being the age group of those in the 12th grade. The episode with Sundar swept away any doubts Saroja had over engaging Suguna the maid for her next plan of action. The young man had suddenly showed up and begged his uncle's wife for a repeat. Between her unwillingness to disappoint him and her own memori...

Chair in the Corner

by brainfade on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Before I start I should really tell you a bit about our village. If you are used to planned gridiron building then our village will be a shock to you. People have lived here and hereabouts for at least a couple of thousand years. There was a Roman camp nearby, and there are carvings in rocks that are much older than that. What I am saying is that the villag...

Brenda & the Boys

by tenbears43 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

A woman finds that sometimes wishes do come true! My name is Brenda Smyth, and I am in my mid-fifties. I think that I am not hard to look at, as time has been rather good to my looks. My body, is what you would call voluptuous as I have nice smooth thighs, firm strong ass cheeks, lovely breasts with nipples still pointed sky ward, although they sag a little...

Murder and Mayhem Ch. 02

by RedHairedandFriendly on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

It was a week before Diane returned to work; Joe had insisted she take more time off, but she told him she had to work, even if it was just serving drinks from behind the bar, which is what she was doing. The stitches that her sister Carla had put in, after swearing and cursing her for not going to a hospital, still pulled, but not enough to give Diane too m...

The Davie and Trina Story Ch. 4

by WickedDrX on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: This story is total fiction. The characters do not exist nor are they meant to portray anyone who does or ever did. The story is ADULT in nature. That means its porn boys and girls and therefore not meant to be read by persons under the age of at least 18 years. In fact, 20 would be better. If you don't fall into this category,...

Bisexual Swingers of Saudi Arabia

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

Farouk Alharbi, heir of the House of Alharbi, husband to Noor Alzahrani-Alharbi, father to newborn twins Amir and Amina, and the newly minted Minister of International Education at the Royal Court of Saudi Arabia, can definitely be considered a fortunate son. Born in the City of Dammam, Saudi Arabia, to a wealthy Saudi Arabian Muslim father, Omar Alharbi, an...

The Best Birthday Ever

by FRED_S on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Where have the years gone? Paul sat in the back yard in the shade of the 100 year old magnolia tree. He sipped from his glass of Jack Daniels old no. 7 while watching his grandson Nick play fetch with his golden retriever, Buck. His thoughts drifted back over the years to the night he met Bettie, his wife of 32 years. It was the summer of 1960, just prior...

See and Be Seen

by Leroy on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The word "hardbody" was not in his vocabulary. He didn't go to the gym to become muscle-bound and ridiculous looking. Nor did he go to the gym to try to pick up the "gorgeous" women there. No, he went for two reasons: First, to make at least an attempt at ridding himself of the spare tire around his middle, and second, so he could walk up a flight of stairs...

Company Car

by murky on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My job involves walking around with weapons under my clothes (hell, next to my pecker) that would get me thrown under the jail if the local police knew I had them, and using them when I must in order to do the rest of my job, mainly getting other people out of trouble. So I'm sort of a crook, and sort of a soldier, and when I deal with people who are no loss...