It was in the early 60s, I was in the army, posted to Tewksbury, A nice little town, a good selection of public houses, (drinking establishments) to our non British readers, friendly people, and, a fine selection of available young women, many of whom I had sampled. There were two regiments posted there, each having its favourite pub. i.e. publiic house. O...
My name is Max, and I'm your typical high school graduate. White, short brown hair, blue eyes, skinny, and 6'4. I never had muscles or any masculine traits other than my lanky height. I had just finished high school, and had 4 months off before university to myself! As you could imagine, an 18-year-old horny boy like myself really got into my porn, which f...
Author's introduction. I've not published to Literotia.com for long, with just two stories up. I'm pleased with the views, the hits my work gets. I'd like to see more comments. I've received some nice letters. I've been writing in open forums for about a decade, so I'm used to ignorant comments, somehow the reader mistaking my characters for me. I write s...
That Monday afternoon I felt something change inside me, no more would I be satisfied with mere fantasy masturbation, I now wanted more. All that morning I had been playing in my girlfriends closet, we were on the verge of breaking-up for a multitude of reasons, and had slept in separate beds, like a long married couple, for months, so I had no inner confli...
First let me set the stage, I am a lifelong cross dresser, since I was 13 and trying on Mom’s things when she was out. I am NOT gay, nor bi-curious, I am heterosexual and this is my story. My wife travels a great deal in her job, I am lucky and stay home, we have no kids even though we have been married 10 years. I went through 8 years of secretive panty we...
I was sitting in the staff restaurant spending lunch time, as I often did, with a colleague from another department, Dot Masters, a very fanciable forty-something lady whom I had known, not in a biblical sense unfortunately, for many years. We had both successfully worked our way up through the company into responsible positions over the years, and we now he...
Melissa was a friend. She is in the more modern sense. Cynically speaking. I never see or hear her, none of the five senses. I heard Britain was that way. You never really see your friends. But I don't mean it that way. Wished I could see her for a long time after I made her mad. Melissa was like me in one respect. She grew up going to church. She loved her...
"Well, yes, I did sneak a peek," he managed in a squeaky voice. "You know, I guess it's a guy thing to want to check out a woman's undies." "Well, how would you feel if I rummaged through your underwear and wore some of it?" asked Miranda. Josh wanted to withdraw like a turtle into its shell. "I didn't say I wore your things," he countered. "But you did,...
Episode Three: Being Prepared The next day all seemed to be quite normal. The birds were singing, people, laughing, jostling through their usual morning activities. After breakfast I prepared Sarah Janes horse for her early ride. Danny was a powerful stallion, black, shiny and beautiful. I polished his saddle, bridle and the rest of her gear in preparedne...
Katie Sugden carefully guided her bay gelding down the narrow path deep in thick woods on a remote part of Home Far. Not far behind Masie Wylde followed on her grey mare. Emerging into the open, they found themselves in a very secluded meadow, with a sparkling clear stream leading to a small lake, the whole area was so tranquil and on a hot summer day like...