Chapter 2 Cheryl takes control. It was morning. I laid in bed. My eyes were closed as my mind started stirring. I was thinking about what had just occurred. I just purchased Cheryl, a fully functional, sexy, robot maid to cook and clean with the added bonus of being the perfect bed mate. She was a refurbished model, returned due to a bug in her old prog...
Thanks to all who have not only taken the time to read my stories, but have also been so generous with their kind feedback and sharing of their own experiences. I realize that this is 2011, and the subject of women's body hair is not all that popular in this era. Because of current fashion and the successful efforts by businesses to make hair on women "disg...
This is the fourth part of the story. They should be read in order to understand the characters. To the people who have written with questions, I have answered all the email that had return addresses. If you did not receive an answer, please resubmit the question with your return email address and I will answer it as quickly as I can. To the illiterate who...
Knock, knock. Cheryl let me into her apartment and I could see immediately that something was wrong. "What's up?" I asked, casually, trying to keep things on a relatively light level. Cheryl wasn't always pleasant company to be around when she was pissed. I just hoped she wasn't pissed at me. "I had a bad day," she said. She grabbed me by the shirt and le...
Cheryl had lived her whole life in Orchard Creek, and she was bored. She was fed up with the sameness, the endless routine, the very fact that the people around her never seemed to want anything beyond their simple predictable existence. Nothing ever changed in Orchard Creek, and she hated it. Orchard Creek had one bus stop, and an interstate bus that pas...
I met Cheryl at a party thrown by my sister. I asked Cheryl to come to my place afterwards and she agreed. That was where I discovered Cheryl was a shemale. I did something I had never done before. I sucked on Cheryl's cock and I took her load down my throat. After that I ended up fucking Cheryl's tight ass and giving her my own load of cum. We had now been...
Dear Readers - You will get much more out of this story if you read parts 1, 2, & 3 first. ~ox +++++++++++++++++++++++ John sat, barely watching the game, wondering what he was going to do. He finally found a woman with a libido as powerful as his, but his wife suspected him of cheating. "I'm not giving up Shauna." He thought to himself. "And I'm not div...
The problem of Cheryl was raised at one of the teacher's meetings at Clendon All Girls School. "Cheryl is totally unimpressed by any punishments we might hand out," griped the English teacher. "She ignores detentions and she's actually hoping for a suspension, so giving her one would be self-defeating." "She's sitting on the maximum amount of demerit poin...
Almost two weeks passed as Scott and Greg continued to talk on-line. They agreed it would be best to let Cheryl cool down before anything was said concerning the website or their meeting. The delay was killing Scott. He was anxious to move things along with Greg and after the two weeks he came up with an idea. The next time he spoke with Greg he brought the...
That night Cheryl dined alone. No one invited her to sit with them, none of her growing list of compatriots seemed to be around. And somehow, it was okay; on this, the third night of her four night package, she was for the first time feeling a little sated. That's not to say if an appealing man asked her to dance she'd say 'no,' but if it didn't happen, it w...