(It is not necessary to read the first six installments of this series, but recommended.) * I couldn't believe how much my ex-wife loved cock. Absolutely loved it. It was one thing for her to suck my dick twice a week in return for certain monetary favors, but on the recent trip where she blew me in the car under the watchful eyes of several onlooking truc...
The first time I ever wore that tiny white bikini in public was at the pool of the Flamingo Hotel in Las Vegas, Nevada. It was an intensely erotic experience for me and would become the catalyst for many more to come. The rush I experienced is hard to describe; it was like being completely nude and covered at the same time. Except that it was better than bei...
Authors Note: This story is FICTIONAL. After my wife's first infidelity we had a good heart to heart and she swore to me that it would never happen again. We still love each other. So, this follow up story is FICTIONAL. All of the characters in this story are FICTIONAL except for my wife and I and Jeff. All of the activity and conversation in this story is...
Note: this is my first story about a crossdresser. If that's not your cup of tea, you may want to move along. ***** Sean and I had grown close during our time in college. We were both computer science majors and both had struggles dating. We would hang out all the time, normally playing some games or watching movies, but I could always tell that Sean wishe...
After Erica left me alone at the food court I sat quietly and nibbled daintily at my sandwich. I stared blankly at nothing in particular, but was jolted back to reality when Derek leaped out from somewhere inside the gate surrounding the food court's fountain and landed on the chair Erica had so recently occupied. "Riddle me this?" Derek asked. "What?" "R...
Whoever came up with the phrase "life goes on" certainly has a point. No matter what you're dealing with, life does go on. The trouble, however, is that life doesn't necessarily go on very well, or in a way you want it to—nor does life tell you what you should do next. My two choices were apparent from the moment I spotted Eileen's minivan parked next to Ma...
This story has a slightly different end to it than most, but I thought it would be interesting to see what the readers want. A "choose-your-own-adventure" style, if you will. Could be very fun to see where it goes. This is my first story. I know it has a different tone than many of the others on the site; but I see no reason that these stories cannot be wri...
Lynn sat in her car. She'd worn a large t-shirt over a bra that didn't at all fit properly, even at the furthest clasp. She wore her black yoga pants and the fabric stretched over her ass. Her tail rasped slowly over the wide elastic band around the waist as it moved. She'd tried to hide the tail in the pants but it hurt to have it bunched up. She couldn't p...
I was on vacation. I had two weeks on this gorgeous tropical island, and I was feeling lonely as hell, but also loving the freedom that comes with solitude and independence. I had been on and off with my boyfriend for a few years. After a while I just got tired of the same old cycles of irritation and frustration, and I decided to walk away. Make a fresh sta...
Authors note: This story is a revised and re-edited version of the original story of the same name. Because of several comments and lots of feedback, actually more feedback than for any of my other stories, I decided to re-write and re-submit this story. Also some small changes to the story line have been made. * I guess I should start this story off by te...