This story contains a transgender (FtM) man (post-operative chest and pre-operative genitalia) and (trans)male-to-male sex. His enlarged clitoris will be called a dick, cock, etc. Finally finishing the series, but I may revisit these characters in the future! ***** It had been about a week since the embarrassing mess they made, and Peter was far from heari...
Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Rose turned and looked at the red numbers on the clock: six-seventeen a.m. The bedroom was beginning to lighten as the sun rose, heralding the new day a...
Azri ascended the stairs to the high wooden dock that served as a back porch for the large three-level craft. The structure was out of sight from most of the docking yard, but afforded a panoramic view of the sea of trees to the northwest. Azri admired it on her way up. As she approached the back door, Mayra emerged, clad in flannel moose-patterned pajamas w...
This story is fiction. It concerns two older people who wind up as seatmates on a tour bus, and get into a "hold it" situation. There is no hard sex, and the activity is all consenual. Watersports, including "hold-it," and a bit of exhibitionism. M/F, ws, exhib The characters are older people, reflecting that watersports activities can be enjoyed by those w...
Willow had long been a fan of wetting herself -- in fact, she couldn't even remember how it had started. When she lived with her parents, and then in a college dorm, the opportunities for enjoying that activity had been few and far between, but now that she had her own apartment, she could partake in that particular pleasure as often as she wanted. And she a...
Imagine having a room that your most wild fantasies and dreams can come true; a place to be as wild and crazy as you have only imagined and wished for. I have such a place; a plastic covered room. Everything is all prepared the floors, the walls, and the single mattress in the center on the floor. In one corner there is a chest filed with ice cubes, among th...
Gary often did his work in the nude. Who else was going to enter a cabin that wasn't being rented 11pm to 7 am? He always kept the doors locked and his bosses never checked in on him. Perfect for him, he could do whatever he wanted, as long as he got the empty cabins cleaned by morning. With all but 1 cabin occupied every night, which meant 8 hours to clean...
(Note: The following is dream based, and might contain certain scenarios and/or observations that may be confusing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.) I can distinctly feel the winter chill penetrate my thin woolen gloves, which cling pleadingly to the near empty coffee tin. I am hunched over in a fetal position hugging my knees close to my ches...
Paul had just finished refurbishing the fourth of his flats. He had retired from the British Army last year just after his wife had died. With his pension and his rental income, he could live well. His mobile rang, it was his old Commanding Officer, Colonel George Portland. Paul said, "Good evening sir, what a wonderful surprise. How are you?" George replie...
*N.B.: All characters depicted in sex scenes are 18+ ***** Part 1: It was the end of another long day of High School, and the end of Phys. Ed. (aka "Gym"), which was perfect for Senior Jake, who liked having the locker room to himself. He could take naughty pisses anywhere he liked, such as some of the lockers, a sink or two that was plugged up, but espec...