Characters are at least 18. The title is kind of a misnomer at this point. Probably should have thought that through. Also, mind the tags. This story has cross dressing, feminization, snowballing, and pegging. If that's not your thing you might want to skip this one. ***** "Good morning, cupcake," Renee whispered as she awoke and gave Chris a sweet littl...
All the characters depicted in this story are 18 years old or older. * "Have you ever done any riding Dan? You've grown up a lot in the last couple of years. You look like you'd be pretty comfortable in the saddle." "Well mom did take me to a pony ride when I was eight..." Dan answered, rather cleverly he thought given how much trouble he was having keep...
Michelle Stewart crossed her arms and watched the bitches leave the apartment. Every girl, except herself, had been invited to a photo shoot today and Michelle knew it was because she had almost called the clumsy black waiter the "N" word. Both Tyrone and Solomon had given her mean stares afterwards. Why did they have to be black? And who ever heard of a mo...
I tried really hard to find new players - male players - for the bridge club. There was one guy who worked with me, named Pete, who admitted that he used to play. I invited him out for a beer after work, in order to check him out a bit. It wouldn't do to invite a psycho, or a social reject. Pete was a little shy, and a bit of a nerd (not that there's anyth...
Author's note: Many thanks to Literotica's own LadyCibelle for her editing expertise in making my stories more readable. When I walked in past mom watching the late news, she asked if everything was okay and I said it was. She asked what I'd had to eat and I said that I had a sandwich and some other goodies and assured her that my teacher was a nut about ea...
Chapter 5 Three hours later Marla was a wreck, begging the clock to speed up so she could leave, but it stubbornly went at regular speed – or maybe slower, she thought – counting down two more hours before the early departure time Sandy had negotiated for her. Not that she'd been much use in the office so far today. She couldn't concentrate and kept slippin...
Chapter 2 - Carla's Remodel Carla woke, feeling like a new woman. As she stretched, naked under the sheets, she recalled the previous night's events. After days of soul-searching, Carla had decided that she needed to reinvent herself. Whether or not it would bring her and her husband closer to each other was yet to be seen, but after last night's mind alter...
***This is more of a guide than a sex story. There is some exciting things but it is not focused on fantasy at all. This is about my life and how I work at making things work for me. I am not a doctor or a counselor; nothing I write is meant to treat or diagnosis anything. I am just a girl with a very little bit of life experience. This is "My Guide to Sex i...
That was the second time she'd sent me home naked, and this time the night was darker and colder. I was exhausted from both abuse and pleasure, and was feeling decidedly icky from all the cum that coated my breasts and matted my hair and filled my belly and dripped endlessly from my pussy and ass. While I hadn't minded Annabel's cum so much, this was mostly...
(to Janet, forever unrequited; and Sarah, forever unattainable) * I can never explain the how, or why of this, but for as far back as I can remember, I've been captivated by girls inundated with freckles. Not merely a thin scattering across the bridge of the nose, but a dizzying display from head to toe; the more, the better. To this day, when confronted w...