George stared at the glowing computer screen from the depths of his dimly-lit "man cave", as he called it. In reality, it was the basement of his mother's house, where he spent most of his spare time. It was very cave-like, being dark, damp and smelling of moldy things growing. There was little that would be considered manly about it. It had a furnace in on...
This is a true story that happened about three months ago. This is the first time I've ever written a story so I apologize for my current story writing skills, which I hope to improve with experience and help. I hope you enjoy. Thanks. ************ For many years, my wife, Vicky, and I have had a bedroom fantasy about her having sex with another man. I've...
Since we had to wait a few weeks until Spring Break, Katie decided to do some basic research on a female led relationship over the internet. At least that is what she told me, I think a lot of this stuff just came from her own fantasies. But it isn't my place to question what she tells me; we BOTH agreed she would be my boss. We maintained our social lives...
I stood by the bedroom window, letting the morning sun shine bright lines across my face. I closed my eyes and inhaled deep through my nose as the hazelnut flavored steam from my coffee reminded me of when everything was so ordinary. Ken was still in the shower and I wondered how he would like seeing me in my new XL knit sweater without any pants or underwea...
Growing up, I had always been a weird, lanky nerdy with long hair and a quiet demeanor. Even when I signed up to play sports in middle school, I was never what anyone would consider to be masculine and preferred hanging out and talking with my female friends than getting rough and dirty with the other boys. That's not to say I was particular effeminate eithe...
"Boo, either we're fucking or I'm fucking," Wendy De Jacmel said to Steve Vladimir, looking at the big and tall young black man as he stood before her, a worrisome frown on his dark, handsome face. He'd been stroking his big black dick with both hands for some time now, but it remained flaccid. Steve had been mumbling apologies and making excuses, blaming hi...
She stood up and followed us into Julie's room. As we stepped in, Julie dropped her robe, exposing herself; ass just a little bit round, beautiful back, then, as she turned, her round breasts and gently full belly. Leah looked at her, glanced at me, and dropped hers. She stood there, slender and dark, with wavy black hair to her shoulders, small conical bre...
Please note: This story is not intended to be a realistic portrayal of psychiatric best practices, so if you are a patient or mental health professional, please reconsider the angry comments that this is irresponsible, inaccurate, etc. This is an erotic fantasy story to entertain and I hope you will enjoy it. Thanks for reading. ***** The young man slumps...
Author's note: This is a continuation of "The Bet" chapters 1-3. The plot will make a lot more sense if you go back and read the whole thing. Also, this story features a female-to-male transgender character with a gay man. If that's going to bother you, this story isn't for you. * I took his hand in mine and held it where he had it pressed up against my fa...
Sheik Fouad was looking down at the parade for the 10th Emirate Day celebrations. Although it was still before noon the sun was blasting down on the assembled crowd. From the shaded balcony of the governmental building he scanned the stand on the other side of the street. When would the messenger come and bring the would-be assassin his bomb? His secret po...