She walked up the beach, towards her clothes. As she pulled on her shorts and shirt, she heard footsteps behind her, and whirled around to find a girl approaching her through the morning mist. The girl wore a white dress and glasses, her red hair tied in a ponytail that hung behind her head. She was barefoot. "Hi," she said. Tarri didn't say anything. The...
To be clear, both women are trans (MtF). Again, the receiving trans woman's ass is referred to as a pussy. *** I awoke from my nap at about 7 p.m. and decided to go on my daily night run. I put on my black athletic shorts, black sports bra and sneakers. I put in my headphones and began stretching before beginning my run. As I was stretching, I looked out o...
Morgan saw Mr. Baker coming from a mile away. He was a giant to her small 5'3" body. She had lovely soft sandy blonde hair with c cup breasts and a nice round ass. And she was a real beauty at only 25 years old even thought she had a 2 year old. She was currently single and hadn't been intimate with anyone since her limp dick baby daddy had left. But Mr. Bak...
Matthew sighed to himself. It had been a wonderful holiday: just the two of them in the sun. His wife had really surprised him. Twenty years of marriage and never a suggestion, well perhaps not since summer days courting many years before, that she might like being naked outside. Perhaps it was the children off their hands, off at uni. And off on holiday wit...
It had certainly been a bit of a shock. Saturday morning had found Matthew out in town with Sarah, the car had been parked in the multi storey and they were just turning on foot into the shopping mall, even holding hands, and there, right in front of them, were the girls. Not one, not simply Vickie; not just Vickie and Emma but the whole set of them; Vicki...
Author's note: Thank you for sticking with Ellie's story all the way to here. Ruth and Tom are vital in the story too, and I love who they are as characters, but Ellie's the core of this story for me. You reading this hopefully means you care about what happens to her, and if you do, then that means I'm doing something right :) So please, comment on this...
Chapter 1 If someone were to ask just who “she” was, I wouldn’t be able to answer, as I hadn’t the slightest clue. A hallucination? Some kind of angel? For the past five years, I would greet each morning with the last warm fingers of a dream clinging to my mind. I’d roll on my side, and lying next to me would be a girl of my age, but with beauty unmatched by...
Word travels fast on the college scene. Me, and two of my three BFFs - Isabelle and Ellie, all are now starting our Freshman year at USA in Mobile. Our third BFF, Reagan, has gone the opposite direction and is at Florida State in Tallahassee. Sophie, my live-in slave-girl, is starting her Freshman year at Bishop State College in Mobile. Before she met me, he...
Upon seeing his truck, she rolled her eyes towards the sky in silent protest. Pulling her Jeep next to his vehicle, she was greeted by a friendly smile. Melina put her hand up to the window. A lame gesture portrayed as a greeting. She looked down at her cell phone and her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the window. He didn't waste any time. Rolli...
When I was at college, we had a magazine that was supposed to be "edgy" and dealt with lots of stuff about sex. That usually meant a couple of seniors writing sex advice columns and whatever, but sometimes they would also include pictures of sexy stuff, usually of models posing artistically and things like that. Of course, our college wasn't going to allow n...