Kath had become sexually dominant after we had bought a pair of red high heels from a little charity shop near our flat. We were students and living together in the middle of the city, and had seen them in the window one day. We had both laughed as the same thought went through our minds - 'Wouldn't it be cool to wear those and fuck?' As soon as we got home...
*A bit different than my other stories, but shares some similarities. Let me know what you think. xx Vi ***** Kelly sat in a parked car in the San Fransisco Airport parking lot waiting for her father, Rod, to emerge from the terminal. Kelly loved her father and was glad he was visiting all the way from England, but she was not looking forward to him spendi...
I was just an American tourist in Amsterdam taking in the sights and had this nightclub on my list of places to see. The place was called “IT” and it was reputedly one of the most difficult places to get into and one of the strangest places on planet Earth. I just walked right in. In retrospect I probably got in only because it was too early for the doormen...
********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** That night, that Friday, had been highlighted on the kitchen calendar for weeks, though my wife didn't know the reason why. OK, so she was off to her sister's for the night and that wa...
Please ignore this story if gay sex or discipline isn't your thing. Nothing about this story is factual and forgive my writing errors, not a work of art, just a kinky story. *********** My name is Steve and I thought it best to tell my story as a warning to others on how things you never expect can happen. I'm 28, 5'8", 140 lbs and in pretty good shape. No...
I admit that I'm a predator. Women are my prey, especially eighteen or nineteen year old virgins or inexperienced sweet young things. After fucking a new twat a couple of times, I normally dump them despite the fact that most have become emotionally involved with me. Three, Betsy Smith, Cheryl Thompson, and Rebecca Simpson, took it particularly hard and drop...
I first met Beth when I started going to "straight night" at a gay bar called "The Casbah" that sat on the top floor of an old art-deco building downtown. Beth had long, curly brown hair, brown eyes, and wore a perfume that smelled somewhat reminiscent of bug-spray to me, but there was something about her that I found fascinating. She seemed to know everyon...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills Warning: Angst, Slash Rating: FRAO italics and/or * indicates thoughts ------indicates a change in the point of view This chapter begins from the pov of the participant Guilty Pleasure Chapter 4 I stood there, shocked by my cousin's actions, as I watched the General di...
Alex never thought he'd be living in this moment, a desire that he kept buried deep within for his entire life and now a near reality! His eyes locked on her every move as his heart raced like he had never felt it race before and the battle between pleasure and guilt had all but began leading from his mind to the pit of his stomach! There he was, nervousl...
STRANGE BARS OF NEW ORLEANS Another vacation stop in New Orleans on our way home to Florida from Illinois. I'll be just guessing at what was said. But with the help of my old notes, it went something like this. We were wandering down a side street in the middle of the French Quarter in the middle of a weekday afternoon. Dollie wearing something sexy. Me...