Tuesday 13th October 1998, Portsmouth Sophie's Flat Sophie and I had a much needed lie in. What a night or should I say early morning. It was like a Scottish hogmanay. I would be out with friends, see the "Bells in" in England Big Ben striking twelve announcing the arrival of the new year. I awake first, Sophie is well out of it. That girl can drink. Me no...
Note: Although I am a tomboy lesbian, this story is an attempt to write something from the point of view of a guy who is attracted to masculine women. It is dedicated to good male straight friend of mine. From the moment I saw her in the student union, she filled my fantasies She wasn't what the world called raving beauty, her body shape being quite squar...
This is in continuation of my story of Halala of my Virgin Cousin. The tale of my first sexual adventure, which I narrated to my wives and sisters-in-law on their insistence to know about my prior sexual life. Up to the age of eighteen, I had remained in perfect ignorance of all those sex related matters, which careful parents are always anxious to concea...
The next day, the girl got up late and sat in her pajamas reading the newspapers with her flat mate, she wanted to tell the flat mate about the previous night, showing her body to strangers on the museum steps, but knew that she wouldn't be understood, and wasn't quite sure that she understood herself. Lunchtime came and went. Flat mate went for her usual l...
What you've missed: I woke up from a coma after a motor cycle crash, to find that my penis could talk, and more than that, when it wanted, it could take control of the rest of me. It was able to sing in a way which it called 'pussy charming' in such a way as to entice nearby females to come and shag me, which it demonstrated for me with a 50 something overwe...
After couple of days I had settled in to Roger's spare room. I cleaned and cooked for my room and board, not that I was a great cook, but I could warm up food without burning it. I was living full time as Brenda now. My last outing as Brian came when I went to my Store job and quit. I had only worked there a few weeks but the manager wished me well when I t...
Chapter 6 Home truths and Option 3 We talked about it next day. I commented that she must have enjoyed it because when we got home she was as horny as hell. She claimed that Joanne got her drunk. 'I didn't really come into the lounge without panties, did I?' 'You certainly did, strolled around the room like you owned it and when you sat on my knee you l...
Man, sometimes the things I do surprise the hell out of everyone, including me. The name is Adam Jean-Pierre. I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the town of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I'm a business major at Algonquin College. Next semester I will transfer to Carleton University. It's going to be a really busy time for me. And...
Monday A year ago. I was sitting in my flat, as a university student just browsing the men on grindr. I was inexperienced at the time and I had only been with one man, and that was just for oral. So, I was intrigued when I saw someone on my page, just nine meters away. A crossdresser, stocky, but wearing a maid costume, with his ass bent towards the camera....
The first time it happened by accident, at least on my end. On the Friday, I had moved in with a new flat mate, a woman I know from work. She'd given me the keys and gone to off to Brighton. I didn't expect her to be at home when I walked in on Monday afternoon. In fact, I thought that the noise from her bedroom was the alarm on her radio which had gone off...