Hello, my name is Shweta Singh. I am 19 years old. After submitting my first story I received many emails from my readers encouraging me to continue writing. This story is also true like the first one. Hope you will enjoy it. I apologize for my bad English skills. ***** "You really did it?" Susmita said while laughing. Susmita is my classmate as well as m...
The hardest part about making her way to the class for her Biology exam was not the usual things one would have expected. The notions of psyching yourself up in order to believe you were prepared, the last-minute review over some key definitions, that sort of thing. Truth be told, Lexi found herself wishing that she was in such a normal situation. No, the ha...
Jack was always a good kid, from the time he was a little boy I would babysit him while his parents went on their numerous vacations and weekend get-a-ways. I was an older woman, 43, with no kids of my own and recently divorced, so it wasn't like I had a full social calendar just yet. But Jack was no longer a little boy, he was 20 with the body of a 30 year...
My life changed dramatically shortly after my wife of 23 years passed away last year. My wife knew of my cross-dressing and even supported it. She even started encouraging it after our son moved out to attend college. We had many girls' nights – both of us in lingerie watching movies and enjoying each other. She was diagnosed with breast cancer and kept it f...
"Money doesn't make a fool out of a girl as often as a girl makes money out of a fool." - Anonymous quote * * * * * Fuller started his search in the morning. The Las Vegas casinos were open all night, but he wanted fresh meat. He spotted her by the slot machines doing a poor job of feigning an interest in gambling. Her simple white dress caught his eyes...
I was not very experienced sexually when I married at 29. A couple of girls in college, and the sex was, evidently, rather vanilla. It wasn't that I wasn't interested in a more varied or unusual sex life, it's just that I have always been rather withdrawn, living my life in my mind. Which is what first attracted me to Liz. She, too, was quiet, well-read, i...
With the first year of college behind her at last, Melanie returned to the same grove of trees where she had first found the silver chain necklace with the thin silver crescent moon pendant. From the moment she had first donned that very necklace more than three years earlier, she had felt different, as if a sudden surge of electricity had swiftly risen up f...
This story was written from a female perspective (a difficult thing for one heavily laden with testosterone!) Constructive criticism is always welcome! And, as always, the characters within are over the age of 18. Enjoy! * While checking in a small shipment of estate jewelry, I noticed an ornate box. Done in a Hindu style, intricately carved in the top was...
There was a soft and tentative knock at his door. He smiled to himself as he took a last look around the room before walking over to the door, making sure everything was set for the excitement the afternoon would bring. He took his time and then walked to the door and opened it. He didn't say a word just yet, he let her squirm just for a minute and then fina...
The summer after my sophomore year at college, I got a job in a medium-sized city 1000 miles from my school. I spent three months doing the 8:30 to 5 Big Office routine during the day and the Footloose-And-Fancy Free at night. I rented a room in a large house that served as an adjunct frat house rental during the school year, though during the summer the stu...