********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** 7 Feeling my way For quite a few weeks everything went swimmingly. Really well. Michael and Sarah were really supportive of the 'new boy' and I was soon doing more than just helpin...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
Author's Note – Greetings everyone! I hope you enjoy this next chapter after the cliffhanger I left off with. If you have been following along with the Marcus of Duros series you'll know what I'm talking about. If you have not read any of the previous six chapters I would recommend going back and reading them before reading this one. Since we are so far...
Communal solitude sometimes sits in the eaves before taking flight. Beads of sweat burst onto my brow as I muscled my way through another set of ten chin ups on the cross bar out in the barn. The aroma of the recent hay season was in my nostrils as the chaff stuck to the sweat on my back and belly and when I dropped to the floor a pair of rose breasted barn...
My tremendous thanks to Todger65 for editing another chapter! ***** In the morning, Isonei was woken by little fingers pulling at her face and faint light coming in through the carriage windows. Daighe was curled on top of her with one arm stretched out to pull at her lips and nose. She felt cold and stiff lying on her back with her knees bent and twisted...
Snake's POV I didn't want her away from me, but I wasn't going to follow her into a crowded ladies room either. Teri got up to go with her, the female code of bathroom buddies in force. She leaned down to kiss me, stopping just short, her tongue gently licking the sauce from the corner of my mouth. I pulled her in, kissing her, loving the taste of her lips...
The drone of the engines drowned out the sound of Eva's clothes dropping down her arms and legs to the cabin floor. Alexis and I just watched from our vantage point on the bed in the after compartment of our Gulfstream G650 private jet. Eva's gorgeous body raised our libidos as Alexis subconsciously continued to gently stroke my granite hard cock. One of Eva...
Chapter 8 The New and Improved Version Gabrielle stood, waiting for more. An explanation, I guessed. "Doctor Urquhart sat and listened to my tale of woe, not offering much comment, but asking a question now and then. Essentially, he wanted me to spill my guts and get all the anger and hate out on the table. Maybe that's not a very good metaphor, because it...
Hello there. Come right on in. I hope you don't mind my nightgown and me talking to you here from my bed. No! Don't you go getting the wrong idea! My name is Mary Margaret Hawthorne and I'm eighty-six years old. This bed that you see me here in is my hospital bed. You see, I'm dying. No, don't be sad for me. I've lived a long life and all of these people y...
All characters are 18 years old or older. This is one of those one shot stories I mentioned. I am always trying to write stories in a different way or flavor. In this case I alternate between a male and female character to get their point of view. I prefer writing in first person. It is more natural form for me. I like looking through the eyes of my characte...