Champagne Stories

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Tranny Tales Ch. 09: My Dreams

by erectus123 on Sep 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Wherein Lie My Dreams When I was a student at the Belle Arte Academy in Florence Italy, I first encountered what the locals call Tranvestiti or Madonna della Strada; what today we refer to as Transsexual Prostitutes, sometimes including the rarer Sex-changes. Some of the Transsexuals I'd encounter were obviously men masquerading as women, sometimes sportin...

Husband's Revenge Ch. 02

by Headhuntertales on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

I called her at 7:00 and said in an emotional voice, "I love you more than life. You are everything to me." She had one last chance to be honest, to not go out with her boss. She didn't respond to my vow of love and acted as if nothing was unusual. After some prodding about what she was going to do that evening. She said, "I am going to visit some girl fr...

My Biarritz Babe

by Pussyrider on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I treated myself to a long weekend in Biarritz last winter. I spent my days strolling along beautiful sandy beaches, watched surfers brave the freezing water to ride the waves, and basked in the French sun for a few days rather than shivering my way through cold, dark, miserable Scotland. I sat outside pavement cafés in outrageous Hawaiian shirts, watching t...

Educating Ellie Ch. 02

by Eosphorus on Sep 15, 2017
Group Sex

Pop! The cork flew up, bounced off the ceiling, and ricocheted off the wall. Ellie and Linda laughed as Garret filled the three glasses and raised his up. "To Ellie," he said. "Congratulations!" They clinked their glasses and drank the champagne. Garret kissed Ellie's cheek. She felt a tingle of excitement. It was hard for Ellie to be around Garret and n...

Au Naturel Nature

by JayDiver on Aug 31, 2017
Group Sex

My lovely Siobhan and I live in a very special area. The outdoors are literally right on our doorstep. Kayaking, hiking, fishing, and mountain biking are after work options. By 6pm you can be waist deep in nature. We also live in a university town, so there's; theater, concerts, galleries all over town. Being a college town of course the clubs are always hop...

The Late Shift

by Northcountryboy on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My career as a thief was short, but not without reward. I was in my first year at university when I took it up. I had realised too late that I did care about my grades, did well in my exams and ended up at a good university in a small pleasant city that I knew was a bit beneath me. So by the time summer came around, I was a tall, cocky get with a cynical...

Anniversary Surprise

by manyquestions on Sep 14, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

[Note to readers: I wrote a story called, The Transformation Rings that received a number of comments and suggestions. I incorporated them as best as I could and edited the original version extensively. The resulting story is much longer than the original version, and is in many ways a new story. For this reason I gave it a new name. I am grateful for the in...

We Met Her at a Wedding

by Mistress Maria on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

We met Jana at a wedding reception. It was my younger cousin's wedding. She sat at our table. Jack, my husband of nine years, could not take his eyes off of her. She was very beautiful with her black, long, curly hair and dark exotic eyes. She had long eyelashes and dark full eyebrows. She had high cheekbones and a classic Roman nose. Both of her parents wer...

Patricia's Gauntlet Ch. 04

by Stardog Champion on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

A brief silent interplay unfolded between Patricia and Will as the original object of his desire began to disrobe. As hard as he had tried over the past two years to get Patricia out of her clothes, part of Will was positively giddy over the specter of her impending nudity. Another part of his sexually exhausted psyche however was not quite so ready for wha...

Accustomed to Her Face Ch. 29

by bill33 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Lovely Little Secret The house was quiet but no longer silent. Beyond the ticking of the clock here in the library where you sat at your desk — beyond the sound of your pencil's graphite point gently scratching your notebook paper — there was the distant sound of movement in this old Victorian manse. It hadn't been this way last year when you arrived. Then...