I had always been curious about men. I had always wanted to experiment but alas I was way too scared of being "gay" to ever follow through on any of my urges. Chalk that one up to 18 years of living in a conservative Christian community. Instead I left my sexual urges to the alone time I had to indulge in my other fantasy of crossdressing. I loved the thrill...
I looked at the letter in my hand, and read it again. "Dear Mr. Wu, we regret to inform you that you have not been selected for training for the Marine Corps. However, taking into account your desire to serve, we offer you the opportunity to train at the Prissy Boot Camp, following which, you will be posted depending on your aptitude. Contact Maj. Shirley at...
The man sitting next to me driving is Darnell. He's a total black playah who owns a black bar near my house. He has his arm around my neck in a triumph of ownership. Basically I'm trapped in his black Lincoln Navigator, forced to listen to his gangsta rap and he's got a good buzz going. He's really happy because I'm wearing every piece of a little sexy outfi...
Chapter 7: A Past Life **My thanks and my unabashed admiration to Sonia de Beaumanoir for forcing my characters to speak proper French.** * * * * * January 14th. Around us the skies were so gray as to be black. If God herself were to speak over the airplane intercom to inform all of us passengers that we were being diverted to the next to the last airpor...
I had dreamed about sex for a long time but actually doing it was a whole other thing. You see I was brought up a Catholic good girl. Catholic schools and prayers were a way of life for me. Not to say I didn't think about fucking all the time or hadn't learned the classic Catholic girl blow-job to appease my boyfriends but all-in-all I was a good girl and a...
Chapter 1: Getting Acquainted It is that time of the year again. A few weeks and Christmas is upon us; with all the sharing, joy, and good will that is such an important part of the Christmas spirit. What very few people realize is how close we came; last year; to having Christmas destroyed for ever. Not only was the spirit of Christmas in danger of being l...
Gwen opened her eyes for a second before clamping them shut and (with a moments resistance), arching her back as a yawn burst out that she only just managed to cover with her palm. As she lay back, deep into the pillows and the soft mattress, she gently pushed a strand of hair behind her ear that had fallen across her face tickling her nose. Then after light...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. At least it doesn't have L...
© by MiloXarts 2012 =================================== Dear Reader, thank you for following the story of Jenny! Thank you as well for all the comments I've got for this and all the previous parts! And last but not least, many thanks to WarEagle for editing and proofreading of this story! =================================== My experience with Sandra cha...
V sat alone in her cubicle at work, eyes unfocused, skin flushed. It was mid-afternoon. The smokers were outside smoking; the social nonsmokers were sharing gossip and coffee in the employee lounge. V just sat, hands slack on her keyboard, knees pressed together under her desk. She daydreamed sex dreams and breathed carefully, hoping to be discreet, hoping t...