Normally a crowded Piccadilly line carriage would have been his idea of hell, but with Sammie pressed against him, her arms wrapped around his waist as he held on to the hanging handle, the constant motion rocking them against each other in all the best places, well, Jake thought he'd found his new happy place. Obviously he'd prefer they were naked, horizon...
"This story is about transsexuals. If you are not interested in this kind of story or find it offending, hit your back button and find something else. It plainly tells you what kind of story this is and if you don't like it, don't read it! There's no point in wasting your time just to read it and tell me how it offends you. I really don't care because you sh...
To: L - Sorry I missed last night's party, but I am in Montreal and have a wonderful story to share with you. I decided to treat myself to a gourmet dinner in the excellent restaurant, located in my hotel. I quickly threw my packages from shopping in my room and did a quick primp in the mirror. My jeans were pretty tight, and those daily aerobic sessions ar...
At four in the afternoon on a beautiful summer day, 43-year-old Clarisse Ward was lounging in an arm chair, anxiously awaiting her visitor. She had prepared carefully for this visit, including what she felt was the perfect outfit; tight charcoal gray lycra pants that covered but concealed none of the carefully maintained curves of her legs and buttocks and a...
Chris was only 26 but had already lived quite the life. He had been a big pro wrestling fan his entire life and when he graduated high school, told his parents he wanted to train to become one of his own. While they supported him in any decision he wanted to make, they told him he needed to go to college first. Knowing that waiting a full four years before s...
Copyright 2016 by PostScriptor It was a bright and clear Monday morning when Chuck walked into the kitchen in the suburban ranch-style home that he and his wife owned. He'd showered and dressed already so a quick breakfast was all that he needed to be out the door and off to work. It was going to be a beautiful, warm day. He was surprised, though, to fin...
I'd been married to Mark for three years when I found out about his cheating. I worked in IT, employed by a small web site design company operating out of a third floor office on 45th Street. The day I met him was the happiest day of my life. He was tall, kinda distinguished with his dark brown hair and wide shoulders. He was a client, manager of a import/ex...
"Good morning." Jake stood in front of the bathroom mirror shaving his face as he heard Amanda shuffle herself in bed pulling the sheet over her bare-naked body. She mumbled and groaned as the sun shone through the open French doors of their bedroom. She could hear the neighbors dogs barking and some cars passing by on the road. "Morning." She mumbled into...
One could say Terry became Simon's first gay boyfriend. The muscular blonde drop in center social worker had taken the lost boy under his wing. He was giving him a degree of confidence it seemed. Very feminine, now thirty year old Simon, didn't feel so completely lost anymore. He was now well known at the West Holly Wood drop in center where he hung out. He...
Salam (Hello), my name is Shahnaz Tabrizi a.k.a. dokhtar dewane (Crazy girl), I am your eyes and ears into Tehran's party and sex orgies underworld. On this blog, I am your navigator into a world of intrigue, betrayal, lust and power. With my fair skin, yellowish-blonde hair, big hazel eyes, slender frame and round butt, I am a popular party girl, but I refu...