Michelle walked into the supermarket, ready to fill her shopping cart; her cupboards and fridge were alarmingly depleted, so she was ready to tackle her long list. As she passed the produce section and sighted the cucumbers on sale, her body tingled with longing. It had been a while since she'd been laid. With her slim body, brown hair, and perky 34C breast...
"I don't believe this," Patty said in a monotone voice, completely dumbstruck. "Yeah," Alex said in a subdued tone. The two of them were sitting at the kitchen table of Patty's apartment, on top of which was her laptop. They had finished watching a very interesting video. Alex had dreaded Patty seeing it, but knew that she needed to. Patty had enlisted he...
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and Michelle Palmer was driving through a lonesome country road. In this part of the county, it was so rural that the houses were spaced apart by entire blocks. There were no parks, schools, or shopping centers for miles; the closest thing out here that was of any use was a small, off-brand gas station. Why was she is s...
"I'll see you tomorrow," Mary said. "Yeah, see you." Carmen watched the car speed away, hastened by Mary's libido no doubt, and sighed when she looked upon the miserable motel. Compared to Ashley's home, or any domicile with a modicum of care, it resembled a punishment. How could anyone sleep there? Let alone eat and relax. On the way to her room, she pass...
"Um, Mistress? Can I, uh, can I get up now?" She asked, squirming slightly where she sat, partly from the growing discomfort and embarrassment at calling Gwen by such a title. The redhead looked at her, almost seeming not to realise what she was saying, but realised the brunette had been sat there for quite some time.. "Oh, yeah. Sorry, um, you can move ar...
Michelle Palmer loved futanari sex. Her job, her free time, and her relationships all revolved around her addiction. If there was any chance for her to have a futanari inside of her, she would drop whatever she was doing. It was her life. She could still recall her first time at age 18. While at a raucous house party to celebrate the end of the school year...
"2020. The year everything changed. A chemical spill occurred on a worldwide scale, affecting all of humanity. No one died, at least not any more than usual. At the time of this report, the year is 2035 and men are naught but a distant memory. No one knows why it was just men who were affected by this toxic chemical, and quite frankly, no one really cares an...
After basking in the afterglow of her powerful orgasm Emily fell into a strange dream. In the dream she stood in a meadow filled with flowers. She looked around noting how the grassland and flowers seemed to stretch on forever, all the while she noted the scent surrounding her. It was similar to the smell of sex, but weaker, yet somehow stronger. As she mull...
Warning This is a story about my own kind of Futanari. Futanari is a Japanese word meaning hermaphrodite, but over the ages in Japan it has had other meanings too, just as how in western society today it can mean a few different things. My story holds true to the hermaphrodite meaning and the futanari in this story all have a pussy and a cock. They all see...
"Remind me again why I'm doing this?" Alex asked. "Because, you're a great friend," Patty said reassuringly. Alex grumbled quietly, begrudgingly agreeing that only a good friend would be standing in his friend's apartment while wearing a blond wig with pigtails, a blue half-sleeved round neck A-Line dress with white frills, white thigh-high stockings, and...