I had taken the decision to live full-time as Georgia about 5 years ago and now, in my late 20's almost 30, I have finally allowed myself to be who I really am – a fun-loving, dead-sexy Tgirl who wouldn't change anything I have, or am, for anything in the world. As an example of that, the following is an example of how my life has evolved and the full-on sex...
Hi, I'm Peter, and this is my story. I am writing it as a warning to others, mainly about not breaking the eleventh commandment – i.e. "Don't get caught." I did and the results were incredibly painful for others and myself. Anyway, to go back a few years, when mobile phones and text messaging were new, and rather trendy, I was working for a guy called Nick....
Dan was in a familiar position. He wasn't baked but he was a little stoned. He was drinking less these days, he figured it was a good thing. He was handcuffed to Dolly's iron bed, his arms extended above his head. She had his legs spread and she was sitting between them. She was a plump little thing and when she rolled her chubby thighs up under her round be...
Note to readers: this is a greatly revised and expanded version of the story with the same name that I posted a while back. I received a number of helpful suggestions about the first version and incorporated them all, as faithfully as possible. I am grateful for the interest and assistance, and hope you like it! * "Eric, I think you'd love having huge tits...
On reaching 18 and having had a big party, and then securing a place at university I felt things couldn't be better. But whilst I studied in a seemingly male dominated year and location I began to have envious feelings for those I'd left back home. Most of my friends were hooked up with girls, some that I'd even wanted to get hooked up to myself, and here wa...
The young man, brow furrowed and glasses perched low, bent over the table. His scalpel gleamed in the low light as he sliced through flesh and sinew. A thick tube was twisted with some force into the opening he created, allowing a dark viscous fluid to ooze toward the drain. Mr. Walker didn't move, but that was expected. Corpses tend not to do that. He turn...
After my post-dinner dumpage was done I took stock of the clock and the training exercise in front of me. The smallest plug was a slender-looking pole of black rubber about four inches in length. Compared to its comrades it was petite, I reassured myself-- small comfort that was, since if Matt was to be believed, those would also be going inside my tight li...
"A nudist camp?" Margie Stone's eyes grew as large as the saucer under her cup. Several of the Starbucks customers turned from the their lattes and stared. "Shhh! You don't have to announce it to the world!" Tina hissed. "A nudist camp!" "Jeez, Margie, keep it down! I had like twenty places on my list. I didn't read the ad carefully." Margie shook her...
Once again, thank you to Blackwing for fixing all the spelling errors and whatnot, your work and advice is priceless. This is the first in an anthology series of stories I'm going to do, although this is actually part six in the series, revolving around the Castle TV show and many of its characters. As the title suggests, this will be focusing on the swing...
Hema returned to her room in a visibly altered condition. Besides the orgy which had lasted 45 minutes, she also was accosted on the way by Selvam who refused to give back her bra and panty, chilling her with ' You will not get these and if you want them, let us discuss sometime along with Ashimendu. ' Ashimendu was a local Casanova, a close friend of Venka...