A night to remember, a story by Marc and Leigh * His Story -- The Scene is set I knew it was going to be a good night tonight. As I was getting ready, I grinned evilly while I contemplated what I was going to do tonight. I was wearing my Italian leather shoes; a pair of black trousers that would help me to remain unnoticed in the crowds and a loose fitti...
I was feeling like I wanted some action, it was a Friday night and I didn't have a date, so I decided to go to this club I knew. It was in Hollywood, and was a place that had, especially on Fridays, a mixed crowd. By mixed I mean not only people of various ages and styles but also straights, gays and trans people. Usually about half, or more, of the ladies y...
THIS STORY CONTAINS THEMES OF FEMINIZATION, CROSSDRESSING AND FEMDOM. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THESE TOPICS THEN PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY. I APPRECIATE ALL CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM BUT RUDE COMMENTS WILL BE DELETED. THANK YOU AND ENJOY ;) I stared at myself in the mirror. Over the past few months my body had changed a lot. I had never been fat but I did have...
Like the first two installments, the story shifts between the first week after meeting Emilee and two months later, when Emilee is further along in her role as my bimbo. after our first meeting. All characters are over 18. I left Bimbo Emilee in the back of the men's golf clubhouse locker room while I scoped out the building for signs of her dad and Mil...
Hunger Games Friday night out clubbing is kinda of a tradition, we always start out the night at the same club. On Friday nights I go with my roomie Ricky, we start with a few drinks then we go our own way. "Hey Carla, aren't you ready yet!" Ricky said as he was breathing down my neck, in the bathroom. "Don't fucking start Ricky, I don't want to get into...
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I would suck dick. After all, I was a straight, red-blooded all-American male. But there I was one Saturday night, on my knees in a hotel room with seven inches of trouser snake jammed down my throat. I knew a load of cum was going to shoot into my mouth. The only question was whether I was going to spit or swallow....
Note: This story is the twenty-seventh episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous twenty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly...
Chapter 13: Raven No one, neither vampire nor human, said much as they escorted Lillith back to her private home, an old Southern plantation secluded by the long arms of willow trees in marshy country outside of the city. Constantine kept Abigail company as Raven saw the distraught vampire mistress to her private quarters. Her grounds were protected by ded...
I phoned Abigail a few days later, and asked her to go rock climbing with me. - "I was going to ask Carmen, but ..." - "You broke up." said Abigail. - "Well, that sounds better than 'She dumped me'. Let's go with that." I said. Nothing. Not even a chuckle. Abigail finally spoke: "Carmen wouldn't be very good at rock-climbing, anyway." - "No." I agr...
"Excuse me Miss, but... blah, blah, blah" a man spoke to me as he grabbed my wrist as I walked past him. "I'm sorry?" I replied, turning to face him. The music in the club was so loud; I couldn't hear everything that he was saying. Still holding my wrist, he bent forward and whispered in my ear, "I said that you have amazing breasts!" Stunned, I smiled an...