-I think there’s someone at the door. Peter sighed and looked away from the newspaper he had been reading since he had started his breakfast with his family. He looked at his wife and smiled. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous cur...
You and your girlfriend are about to go on the vacation of a lifetime. A magical resort where your transformation fantasies come true. Each room has the ability to let you transform yourself into anything you want depending on the theme. There is a room for people who like to be a different: age species Gender Size (height, weight, muscle, etc) person object...
Author's Note: This story is at the request of a married couple. Their names and occupations have been changed to protect their identity. Please enjoy the start of your story, dear readers. There is plenty to follow in your wife's adventure. ***** Pam Smith was quietly getting ready for work and did not want to wake her husband. His job with the fire depar...
Just a couple of facts about the story below. This story is my first time submitting in the BDSM category. It probably will not meet this category's unwritten threshold for most if you are looking for anything super hardcore or anything in the realm of degradation and humiliation. I love this story and decided to post it for several reasons. Principle amon...
"Skip" Richardson was a sophomore business major at Urban University: twenty years old, a nice-enough kid from the affluent suburbs, and a member of one of the most popular fraternities on campus. Skip was slim, blond, blue-eyed, and good-looking. He was a bit short and a bit shy, but a most likable guy and attractive to plenty of young ladies. It was late F...
Author's note: I receive many requests via e-mail from readers asking that I write about different topics. Many of them supply a theme or at the minimum a suggestion for the story line. I have decided to honor those requests under the title, "Honoring Reader Requests," rather than have the reader have to search for his of her story favorite. Each chapter wil...
Anal sex is considered haram according to the most sacred rules of Islam, but I can't help but feel great pleasure as my boyfriend Marcus Claude slides his pole deep inside my bum hole. I lay on the couch, naked save for my hijab, legs spread and jaw slack as Marcus continued fucking me in the ass. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Abshiro Wa...
Anal sex is considered haram according to the most sacred rules of Islam, but I can't help but feel great pleasure as my boyfriend Marcus Claude slides his pole deep inside my bum hole. I lay on the couch, naked save for my hijab, legs spread and jaw slack as Marcus continued fucking me in the ass. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Abshiro Wa...
The smoothing quiet bass of the music coming from the speakers in the living room awoke me with a start. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 2 a.m. I looked to my left and saw that my wife, Lacey, had not yet join me in bed. She had begged for a night of dancing with two friends and I told her it was okay with me: a wish that I cursed myself for having...
Amy and I had been married for just over a year, and a great year it had been. We just seemed like two halves of the same coin. We had similar interests, similar attitudes, it just seemed like we were meant to be together. Early on we had agreed that we would always treat each other the way we would like to be treated in a reverse situation. That made for an...