Author's note: This story is the second chapter of "A sissy is born" series. Please note that it is a very slow build up and if you are looking for some hardcore sex right away, it is not for you. Please leave your comments to help me improve. It was a fairly uncomfortable couple of hours of the train ride with the constant staring of Mr. King. His gaze som...
Maddie Porter had never thought of herself as a slut, just as her neighbor Mike had never thought of himself as immoral. The last two months, however, saw both of them realize how wrong they were. First, Mike had fucked her. His next-door-neighbor who was 24 years younger than he was. In a lustful, horny haze, they had found their hands and mouths all over e...
Summary: A mom & daughter are initiated into a secret lesbian society. This is a 2017 Holiday Season Contest Story so please vote. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, thor_p, BlackRand, Wayne, and Robert for editing this story. PS: This was inspired by many stories I have read over the years, requests by fans, as well as a video series called Mother-Daughter Sw...
This could go into a number of categories. A big thank you to Linda62953 for editing this story for me. Chapter 1 I woke up and suddenly realized I had no idea where I was. I looked around the room and it looked like a hospital room. What was I doing here? Was I dreaming? I tried to sit up and fell back down due to being dizzy. I quickly found the nurses...
This is the final chapter in the Game On Trilogy. Thank you for all the feedback and pleas for this installment with the tables of submission turned on Danielle. (As I've encouraged with the first two, if you do not find stories that include group sex, spouse sharing, bondage or anal sex enjoyable, no need to read further. Being forewarned, please do not lea...
"We can't tolerate another season like that!" "Unacceptable!" "It's an embarrassment!" "We've got nothing on the inside!" "Something just has got to get done!" The ten old white men continued to yell at each other across the large oak table. The boosters of the Brockton Baccalaureate College football program were always passionate when discussing their...
I realized when I wrote this that it looked like it could turn into a marathon read for you folks. Sorry about that, I wanted it to be a stand alone story. Don't go looking for any sex in this one. I had never closed the door to my den in all the time we have lived in this house so Jacqui must have known I had heard our daughter's question. "Mom, how di...
My name is Layla and I'm telling this story with my friend Devan. We are actually slightly afraid to tell this story, because if my husband, Dave, or my Devan's wife, Cara find it on the internet and read it, they will surely recognize it and things would never be the same again, but we feel we have to confess. We're also insanely hot about it but can never...
I am haunted. I am haunted by that night. That night haunts me deeper now than it did in the past. I am haunted by memories of that Halloween night that rise up like ghosts in my mind; ghosts that rattle chains and summon phantom figures from my past. They come to me and go bump in the night, and then vanish. When that first day of autumn arrives, I'm no...
Copyright 2020, Javahead. All rights reserved Author's Note: This story was my first attempt to write from a female POV. I welcome feedback on how well -- or poorly -- I did. I'm not quite certain where the character and story line emerged from -- I jotted down some ideas, decided to borrow secondary characters from some of my earlier stories, and starte...