A summer fling leads to love. It is lost & then regained ^^^ "Summer Wind" is a great song. I thought it's theme of a summer romance would provide a good basis for a Summer Lov'n story. My tale includes exhibitionism, oral, loving regular sex, and anal sex. All characters having sex are over thirty-five. A good primer for this story are the lyrics to the...
Pesticide Turns Males Into Females BERKELEY: Atrazine, one of the world's most widely used pesticides, wreaks havoc with the sex lives of adult male frogs, emasculating three-quarters of them and turning one in 10 into females, according to a new study by University of California, Berkeley biologist Hung Lo. The 75 percent that are chemically castrated ar...
The following was inspired by Hidden_Submissive's post, "A New Cuckold Ch.01," in which a husband finds his marriage and his life turned upside-down by a wife who decides to take total charge of her marriage and her husband. The characters in this story are different and the story is written in the third person rather than from the husband's perspective, but...
"Why did we ever come to this godforsaken planet, Carl?" The questioner was a blonde, striking woman, perhaps thirty-five or -six. She was dressed in slacks, an opaque blouse and a light working jacket - not native garb. The man of whom she asked her unanswerable question sighed and looked up from the papers he was trying to proof. "We-the team-came to le...
I'M SORRY ITS' BEEN SO LONG! I would like to say hello to my friends and readers who have toughed it out while waiting for this short chapter to arrive. I can't tell you how hard it is for me to walk the 12 feet from my bed to this computer console, which contains everything I need to move this story along. My brain feels and reacts like under-cooked oatmea...
"Gregg can be such a dickhead," I thought to myself. "He's a friend, and I like hanging around with him, but sometimes he's an asshole." I sighed, put down my glass of wine, and got off the couch. "Where you going?" Gregg asked. "The back deck. Between the cigars and your BS," I waved the Cuban that Gregg had given me and grinned as affably as I could at h...
*Death is inevitable; no one can force it upon you or save you from it* (My editor Frontma takes my ramblings and forges them into something that makes sense, so thanks) (This one picks up soon after the previous chapter ends) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a...
I was in the middle of preparing my evening meal when the phone rang. It was my dear sister Phoebe who as soon as I got the receiver to my ear sounded off about her latest ailment. "You what...?" "Been to the doctor...?" "What is it...?" "Ah, pain in the tummy." "It's not...!" "Oh, a touch of indigestion... I'm..." From the upstairs flat came the...
How do I start the story of my transformation, from a young punk to a cock-hungry whore? I guess it begins with the summer of senior year of high school, a night I still look back to with shame. Those were dark times, when I was mostly a bundle of hormones and vanity. Still, I guess I need to start from the beginning. Looking back on the night, I never shou...
Prologue I knew what was coming. What he wanted. I was reluctant to play along, to let him, but it had been some months now since I last relented and I was resigned to the fact that it would be unfair to deny him any longer. His roaming, stroking hands had infiltrated my nightwear - a silky shorts and vest top combo - rousing me from my sleep. He had been...