Continued from Chapter 4. Please read earlier chapters to get the context. Manisha was sound asleep after her brief interlude with Kishanchanji this morning. However, the comparison between Kishanchanji and me were playing in my head. I wondered if she praised Kishanchanji only to make him feel better? Did she really find that disgusting guy so attractive?...
Chapter 02 -- The Next Day "Wake up, sleepy head, time to get up!" Startled, JP sat up and looked around the room. Vicki was gone; but sitting on the other bed in the room was Marketa in all her splendor. Her hair was pulled back and fashioned so that it hung over one shoulder and she wore eye liner and shadow for the first time since JP had met her drawin...
Hey Guys, So I thought this up in several different parts and put it all together on the fly. As a disclaimer, it involves male pregnancy and cross dressing, and transsexualism. Later in the story, I describe features of the characters and don't be confused when I describe boobs as male features, it's part of the story. I hope you enjoy "Surprise." - The I...
I hated the holidays. I didn't used to, but for the last three years they had been hell for me. Actually, it wasn't the holidays so much as it was my mother. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate my mother, but I did hate being around her. She lives far enough away from me that for most of the year my only contact with her is by phone. When I'm on the phone and s...
From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: My Hot Date Dear Ella How are things in S. GA and business school? Good, I hope. Or at least, better than what I'm doing. I thought living in Atlanta was going to be so exciting but it hasn't turned out that way. I'm stuck in this tiny apartment that's all I can afford, all the women at work a...
If you have not read the first part of this story, please do so before reading this one because I am not going to repeat all the background information that you need if you are going to fully enjoy knowing Sally. If you just want sex, this might be the story for you. Basking in the memory of our fantastic Fourth of July fuck, I know that one day I want t...
She turned off the street into her driveway and pressed the button on her garage door opener. The door slid up to reveal that her husband's car was already in the garage. She wondered how long he had been home. Must be nice to have a decent nine to five job; no late hours, no travel, just in at nine and out by five. She realized that it was unfair of her to...
Authors Notes and Disclaimer: This is my one of my latest stories. This particular story does not have a lot of sex in it. I've concentrated on character development. There are many negative comments on stories in the "Loving Wives" category. Other authors have told me posting in this category is not for the faint of heart. So be it. However, if you read...
Tammy was awakened by the sensation of Tom's hand cradling her breast while his swollen penis pressed against her butt. She took the gently groping hand in her own as she savored the reassuring sensation. She had awakened hours earlier to find that she was alone in their marital bed and had wondered why. The groping hand renewed her hope that her husband sti...
BUT NEVER DOUBT I LOVE Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love. Shakespeare, Hamlet, II,ii,116 The voice was saying something I couldn't quite make out. There was the timbre of anxiety in the voice; the words filtered as if I had earplugs on. I gradually became aware of my body – my sub...