In chapter 1 of this story Margaret, a fifty something year old grandmother, starts a relationship with the eighteen year old son of a friend. He comes to live with Margaret and John prior to finding student accommodation. My sincere thanks go to the volunteer editor for his time and expertise. ***** I woke from my slumbers slowly and it took a few second...
Scott called on Thursday and said they were in town and confirmed the time for dinner. When they arrived, we greeted them at the door and I took their coats and we all went into the living room. Mary was wearing a sheer button up dress she had made, with seamed stockings, a garter belt and sexy 4.0" sling back heels. The dress was unbuttoned enough to show o...
My name is Kerr. In the spring of every year after the snow retreats to the high places, I walk into the mountains to peel away the layers of habit and sloth that have accumulated in my head during a winter of work. It's just an annual thing I do. Early this June I started from Cairn Lake with my life in my backpack and headed up, climbing west on the trail...
Sex was my undoing. I was desperately in love with two guys. I was fucking Pierre whenever he could get away from his over-vigilant mom. Danny, I was fantasizing having hot sex with. And I was regularly getting a good licking (usually followed by a rhythmic, legs-spread thumping, just to make sure) from Ken, a friend of my sister who was in his mid-twenties...
My name is Kerr. In the spring of every year after the snow retreats to the high places, I walk into the mountains to peel away the layers of habit and sloth that have accumulated in my head during a winter of work. It's just an annual thing I do. Early this June I started from Cairn Lake with my life in my backpack and headed up, climbing west on the trail...
If someone had told me that what had happened last weekend would have happened to me, I think I’d have laughed in their faces. I don’t really believe even now that that it actually did happen. First of all, I’m recently divorced from a childless marriage and on my own again with no ties or responsibilities. It might seem that I had a lot to look forward to,...
This story is pure fantasy (obviously). ————————————————— A classified mission, no details given when it was announced and barely more once things got underway. Usually we found out something, some morsel of information, but this time, nothing. No location, no timeframe. So I had no idea what to expect when we touched down, but as soon I stepped outside I...
It was an otherwise ordinary Friday night in my life. I had been out with friends while my girlfriend Gina was away enjoying spring break in Florida (and probably more than a few cocks and pussies as well). I hadn't been able to join her because I needed to bear down to get a passing grade in two classes at my first year of college. Soon enough she would be...
This is a continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures. In the next two instalments I will tell you about some of my encounters that were not particularly satisfactory. As most closet Transvestites will know, there are a lot of losers out there and some of them can even be a little scary. * Story One - The R...
The Misadventures of a Celebrity Slut: Calista Does the NBA By Ally McBeal as told to Greg Lee Hunt Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction written in the first person. It contains adult material of a graphic and erotic nature for the enjoyment of adult readers. You must be 18 or older to read this story; you must be able to read erotica in your ow...