Esther Park Cognition Stories

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The Seducer

by heartbreakkid96 on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

I was bored as hell. My friends if you can call them that were all busy. I had recently broke up and so I couldn't go and pass on the time with her. Ugh! What to do? I suddenly had an inspiration. I proceeded towards the park. At least I could check out some hot babes. And usually the park always provided entertainment. I sat down on a bench at a busy spot....

The Strangeness Within Pt. 06

by rockchaser on Nov 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

..........................*** Chapter 34 ***........................... Esther paused, breathed deeply, and tried to listen. It was ten minutes since she'd last seen Mark. She was still too loud, her lungs wheezing a little, her heartbeat drumming in her ears. She could hear a distant stream, an airplane, and a very faint rustle of trees. Nothing from Mark...

A Trailer Trash Tale

by blozo on Jun 11, 2019
Loving Wives

Our story is set in a large run down trailer park a few miles from the North Texas town of Weatherford. Most of the story is true. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. ***** Mike and Julie Adams had a cheap little wedding, paid for by the father of the bride. He could barely keep up the payments on the trailer, so it says something that...

The Queer Femme Manifesto

by maevestrom on Mar 12, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

Oh my. This is easily the rawest thing I will ever write. I really wanted to get in a lot of aspects of the queer femme experience in, not just the stuff I knew. While a lot of it is inspired by guttural feelings, it's meant to be the main's story first and foremost, and branch out into the stories of others. A lot of it was the desire to really communicat...

Al Andalus

by FrancisMacomber on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

December 26 I'd just settled down to my morning coffee and an extreme Sudoku when my phone rang. I always do one of the puzzles before work to limber up my mind, and I'd gotten so accustomed to the exercise that I did it even on the days when I wasn't working. I guess you could say that solving puzzles is my profession. The group I'm in gets suspicious com...

The Old and New I Ch. 02: Hope

by Neira4 on Sep 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I've been very busy lately. My life has been going to hell lately, and I don't think I've been in a worse spot. I'm beginning to fear for my life because I may not be able to afford more medication for myself. I hope this isn't my last entry. I doubt it will be, really. Please don't worry. I'll live. In fact, it's you guys who keep me going. Your support kep...

Made to Obey Ch. 04

by madetoobey on Jun 24, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

Reprise: I'd been caught wearing my Sister-in-law's underwear and jerking off to a shemale porn site by wife (Ruth), Sister-in-law (Esther) and their mother (Donna). Ruth, as a part of my punishment, was setting me tasks until Esther (who'd taken my laptop and mobile phone) could verify I'd never visited such sites before. I'd been forced into a chastity cag...

Lost In Translation Ch. 03

by MissWizz on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Please read Chapter I and II first, as this is an ongoing story and will make little sense without them. Chapter III Esther was silent until they pulled into a parking garage. He drove all the way down to the bottom level. They got out and he led her to an elevator. When the doors had closed he inserted a key into the panel with the buttons. She knew those...

Bisexual Men's Wives Ch. 17

by Samuelx on Jul 30, 2019
Group Sex

Meet Antoine Jean-Phillippe, a young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. He's going through a hard time. It's not something which he can discuss with family or friends. Riding the 44 bus from Portage Station in Gatineau, Quebec, to the Rideau Shopping Center in Ottawa, Ontario, he looked out the window. Antoine thought about...

Pale Painter Ch. 09

by DreamerByTheDiamonds on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The prince had purchased a charming old townhouse not far from the palace. There was a plaque on the front door that read, "The Crossed House." It was a few hundred years old, but it had been renovated to make it safer by contemporary standards. Instead of fashionably rectangular bricks adorning the outside, there were ancient gray stones, taken and reused f...