After the kids had all moved out Robert and I found ourselves alone with little in common. I wondered if all these years it had been all about the children. I wondered if Rob and I really had any reason to stay together. We rarely had sex any more. We did not talk except at breakfast and dinner. We seldom went to bed at the same time any more. We did very li...
( NOTE -- A short erotic story that tells the facts ( using # # # # ) and the dialogue between a husband and wife, and the private story and thoughts of each spouse. FRIDAY EVENING # # # # The sun was just starting to set as the plane landed on Friday. It was a smooth flight, the plane was on time. Before he got on the airplane 400 miles away, Warren...
***We're back to the gang on the mountain in this chapter. By the way, the mountain that they're on is not the one referred to below. It's where they're headed to eventually. I've tried to be a little creative in trying to make use of features which I believe would likely survive the sort of things which have happened. Try to remember that from the viewpoint...
He had told her early in the week that they would be experimenting with a new kind of "punishment play" that weekend, but he hadn't given her any details. He told her in advance because he wanted her to have several days to think about what that might mean; to become more and more aroused and scared; to be distracted and preoccupied all week with thoughts of...
**A quick note. The chapters of this story can fall into multiple categories, group sex, reluctance/nonconsent and transgender/crossdresser. If any of these are not your taste than this story may not be for you.** ***** This was becoming the best day of my life. After all the crap I had been putting up with things were finally turning around. Lela and I we...
For the benefit of those that have not read any of the previous 'Granddad' stories, I would like to make it clear that there is no family connection between John Smith (Granddad) and Anja. See 'Granddad' for further information. No underage sex takes place or is implied. ***** If anyone had asked me how I imagined that first week with the beautiful Anja i...
My name is Steven aka Kirsten. This story is about how I went from a closet cross dresser to becoming a full time transgender slave. This story is mostly true, based on my journals with dramatic license to make it more exciting and readable. Names have been changed. This is who I am. A special thanks to Shy Girl Whore for her help with polishing this story!...
Some Background My wife Jennifer and I have been together for 8 years now, but this story is from about 4 years into our marriage. Jennifer always complains that she feels chubby, but I can tell her honestly that she's got nothing to worry about. Her breasts are average, her tummy is adorable, if anything might be slightly worthy of the "fat" accusation it...
8. Beth. Chloe woke when Ben opened the door to her cell. She turned and smiled at him, still lying in bed. "Good morning Master." Chloe said. "Good morning, slave." Ben returned the greeting. "Is this how a slave presents herself to her Master?" Ben asked. "Sorry Master." Chloe responded sullenly and quickly slipped out of bed, kneeling in presentation...
Everyone in this story is at least 18 years old. If there was ever a Mother's boy it would be Darren Jones. His father left the family eighteen years ago when Darren was only days old, and was never heard from again. Darren's main influence had been his mother Betty. Betty was an old fashioned woman with undoubted stern ideas about raising her only son. Sh...