Stuck in my office again. Tired, stressed, hungry, a little bored...I hate admin. Working as a doctor has its rewards. But the long hours and endless paper-work are not one of them. Hubby, though he's patient and understanding, is getting increasingly frustrated. It's affecting our intimacy - especially our sex life which is now frequently no more than once...
This is a true story that took place in San Francisco, in the early Eighties. I love San Francisco -- a great party town. They have all these great bars and restaurants in the North Beach district, which is the Italian part of town, and also the old beatnik part of town. Jack Kerouac & crew used to hang out there, about ten or fifteen years before the Haig...
This is Bec from "Coming Home" again. ***** The first Bec knew of the tractor being broken was when she went outside and tried to start it. Nothing happened. She tried again. She found the choke and pulled it. She wiggled the starter button in case something had jammed. Silence. The tractor was dead. She climbed out and opened the engine bay and had a l...
This story follows on from the previous chapter, picking up, well you'll see. Once again all characters are well over the age of eighteen and are in consensual sexual relationships, no coercion is involved. This is my fantasy universe and bears no relation to the reality we see around us or indeed the worlds you see in your own head. ***** They lay in the...
Summary: With his wife's help and support, a man becomes a sissy for black cock. Note 1: This is a Halloween 2018 Contest Story. Be warned: this story involves sissy sex, obsession over black cock and a bukkake. If this isn't your thing, please don't read any further. Note 2: This is dedicated to the real Paul who requested this story. Note 3: Thanks to:...
This story is just a figment of my imagination and shouldn't be read if you aren't into forced fem, sexual service and discipline. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy the story and I love to hear comments about my writing. *** All I can think about is how out of control this all is. Here I am, in LA, god knows where, dressed up in pink and white and looking like...
My name is Jaime, and this is my story. I was always slight of build, with delicate features. I seemed to top out at about 5'4" and 130 pounds with a face that looked like it could be either a boy or a girl. When puberty hit, I didn't get the body hair that most of the other boys got. I desperately hoped for a beard, but could never get more than a few stray...
Summary: Bree earns backstage tickets to a Selena Gomez concert and... Note 1: Thanks to Jedd for inspiring the story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18, yada, yada, yada. Note 3: In this story I bandy about the names of a number of real-life celebrities, and Bree gets intimate with Selena Gomez herself. In case it needs saying, this is all done fict...
"Can't you just try doing a slap bass? We need that percussive snap, more funk feel," I pleaded with Danny. "What the fuck do you want from me? I told you a million times," he growled, half angry, half frustrated. "I can't slap! YOU fucking play bass if you think you can do it!" "Shit," I muttered under my breath. "Alright, alright. I'll try'n work out an...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Brandon was back at college and although Dustin missed the lovely ass, it was good time for a break. He had signed on a sub-contractor with the management consulting firm and was traveling three days a week. It was a three-hour drive to the client site so he was staying in a hotel...