I'm a computer geek by trade, although you wouldn't guess it to look at me. At 6'4", 235lbs, most people assume me to be into manual labor. On top of that, I'm decorated with a few nice tattoos, so I'm not the typical pale-skinned, bug-eyed computer geek most people picture when they think of the "computer guy." I actually only got into the computer field be...
Part I –Total and complete fascination NOTE: This story contains, among other things, male on male sex. If you find that offensive, please move to another story. The club was located in a very trendy part of town littered with BMW's driven by yuppies fresh from the gym wearing the latest fashions. They were in that prime of life, after college before kids....
This is a fictional story exploring my life long fetish for cross dressing and how I imagine being caught by a woman who surprisingly understands this desire and need. The story contains adult material of a sexual nature. If you do not like this topic then thanks for reading thus far, otherwise, hope you enjoy. I would love to hear your feedback. The first...
Life is good. Life is really, really good. As I write this I'm sipping on a very expensive wine and wearing a very expensive dress while sitting in my very expensive apartment. I no longer work, having not needed to earn my own income for little more than a year now. That probably leads you to wonder how I pay for all my nice things. Well while I enjoy my lu...
I was on a two week business trip in Omaha, Nebraska. During the weekend, when the office was closed, I decided to do some sight-seeing. There was a corn maze about an hour out of town that I went to check out. It was pretty boring, so I didn't stay long. I was driving back towards Omaha. It was a beautiful day, so I had the windows open and the radio blari...
Part Eight – Bride Slut Jenny – Jenny Hosts A Party Jenny came home from work the other day announcing that she had suggested to her boss that she host a party as a work social function. Her boss thought it was a good idea. I did too. I asked when it was going to be. She said that it was to be the Friday of the following week, ten days away. I hoped that I...
I'm writing this for the sake of the Order, so that should a threat like the one depicted emerge again, we may have some means of recognizing and defeating it. This account is factual to the extent possible, with sensitive information changed or omitted insofar as doing so would not alter the overall meaning. I appear as a character below, so further data ab...
I was so damn glad to be home. Work had sucked all fucking week long, and I was looking forward to a weekend of not really doing much of anything. If the wife pulled out her "to do" list, I'd simply refuse and deal with whatever repercussions I had to. At the moment, my sole plan was to get inside, put on some comfortable clothes, grab a beer and take root i...
I had made up my mind not to see Derek again. My body fought my mind and I slept in his shirt for far too many nights in a row. I rubbed my clit imagining him cuffing me to his bed, handling me roughly and entering me so hard my pussy ached. I even tried spanking myself once but it didn't feel the same. I dreamed of his kiss and his voice saying my name. I d...
"A woman without her man is nothing" Punctuated reads: "A woman: without her, man is nothing" Daniel Jackson most certainly agreed with the latter statement. It hadn't always been like that though, oh no. Over the past twenty years, Jackson considered that he had conquered the business and technological world. A senior VP for a multi national company, he...