I've thought of little else since my rendezvous with Carol. The feel of her beautiful ass hole depositing corn chowder into my waiting mouth was all that seemed important to me. I was so preoccupied at my job that my boss insisted that I take a few extra days off to get my thought processes straightened out. I was home, deep in thoughtful memories of my exc...
This story contains a transgender (FtM) man (post-operative chest and pre-operative genitalia) and (trans)male-to-male sex. His enlarged clitoris will be called a dick, cock, etc. Finally finishing the series, but I may revisit these characters in the future! ***** It had been about a week since the embarrassing mess they made, and Peter was far from heari...
With a huge effort, Arin stepped aboard the small square craft, floating about ankle-height off the raised walkway. It was almost nine o'clock at night, and she needed to get back to her airship. The only problem was her brother Lea: he'd attended the first part of a meeting with her that afternoon, and split off from her around four to get some food. Arin h...
It had been about four years after I met and moved in with my two girlfriends, Sasha and Kathy. Over that time, Kathy and I had graduated college, Sasha -- who had graduated a year before us -- landed an accounting job in the city financial district, I found a job as a 3D designer, and we all moved into a bigger house. The three of us are still just as tight...
All of the characters in this story are completely fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise, is entirely coincidental. Also all of the characters are well over the age of 18 - in fact the youngest is nearer 28. ***** Tuesday Morning "Good morning everyone." "Good morning Miss Sarah." "How was breakfast everyone?" "Excellent....
In this crossover, Ophelia from my story "Life Hack" meets Kumiko from my PWYS series. It's told from the former's point of view. ~~~~~~~~~~ Looking back, it's amazing how nonchalant I've become about using the spare bed in my dorm for convenient self-relief. I deliberately peed on it out of desperation for the first time halfway through last semester, and...
"Now boarding Virgin Airlines Flight 39 to Chicago." When we stood up from our seats to board, Nathan – ever the gentleman – held out his hand to take my carry-on bag. But not before I felt him check to ensure that my diaper was still in place beneath my skirt. I suppressed a shiver as trailed his fingers down the back of my right thigh with one hand while...
I wasn't quite sure what to think. I sat in the back of the taxi,twisting my dense brown hair around my fingers--a nervous habit of mine. I had never met a guy online before... especially in a situation like this. We had met on a fetish website. I had billed myself as someone curious about BDSM, public humiliation and submission in particular. I had never...
In the first chapter, Nancy found his ad in the Personals section of her campus newspaper. His requirement was very specific: "Serious older disciplinarian seeks college freshman for bladder control training and discipline. Must be Lolita type 18 or older. Should look 15 or 16 years old – a hint of 'baby fat' a plus..." If you don't remember Nancy, she had...
Chapter 1 The two women had not before met, but as travelers will, they had struck up a conversation while finding themselves in adjoining seats on the long flight to Honolulu. They discovered they had a bit in common; both going to have a bit of time with their husbands who were returning to Hawaii on leave, for a bit of rest and relaxation after duty tour...