Gender Bend Stories

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Lazdrick of Azeroth Level 02

by CaptainSmashums on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

To the Reader: You may have noticed that in our last adventure, our grim and lethally wicked anti-hero had his name spelled "Lazdrick" in the title, yet in the story that followed, the "k" was left off the spelling. I will explain this before our next tale begins! You see, in Dwarven tradition, ending a name in the letter K is considered a grim omen of misfo...

L.A. in New Orleans Ch. 01

by baremetal on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Pete and L.A. had just arrived in one of their favourite cities, New Orleans. The Company was treating all their high performers and their spouses to a week of meetings and entertainment, and had booked into a beautiful hotel close to the action. After unpacking and showering away the weariness of the flight Pete gave L.A. a low wolf whistle as he checked ou...

Fantasies of Katrina Ch. 02 Pt. 02

by mntnmanor on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

As you remember from Chapter 2, Part 1, Katrina and I had just had an intense experience and were cuddling on the bed. I have added the last few lines from Chapter 2, Part 1 for clarification. Chapter 2, Part 2 She said "That was wonderful, What can I do for you?" "My dear, that is up to you, anything or nothing." "Well first I have to pee really bad,...

The Seven Sexy Sins

by KBurglund on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

.::Most of the parts of this work of fiction are true...mostly the sexual scenes::. It was in that moment, where I stood eying him in his towel, that I knew I would be a slut. Which is exactly why I'd like to nominate myself for the sin, 'Lust'. Sure, I was a scared little virgin then, but that doesn't mean I didn't have the instincts of a raging ho-bag. I...

Charming Jemima

by Nate_Walis on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

There was little to be seen of the finer detail of her bedlah save for the flashes of bright red diaphanous material that swept by along with the movements of her body. For some the improvised dance in which she was engaged would have been termed belly dancing, but Jemima had always hated that term. It was so typically Western to boil something so ancient an...

Letter from Coldstream Canyon

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom: My cousin Glen is married to a dominant bitch called Jocelyn. When Glen and his brother Gavin, both free-wheeling, bimbo-chasing poker-playing drunkards met Jocelyn in a club, they had no idea that the icy blonde would tempt the two of them, and Glen's boss Monroe, into becoming her slave harem! Now Glen hasn't been out for a poker night...

Jo's Story

by carieta on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Jo sighed and standing with her hands on her hips, slowly looked around the bedroom. She stood at an average height with shoulder length blonde hair and the desired steely blue eyes. Her lips were full and red, slightly parted with the beginnings of anger. Her husband, Mike, always said she looked more beautiful when she was roused, either in temperament or...

Seduction

by Jennyeou on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

It is amazing the details the mind recalls from significant events in one's life. For instance, I can remember every hideous color of the dorm room that I was in when I attempted to seduce a man for the first time. Every detail of the room, in fact, is permanently etched into my memory. As dorm rooms go this one was pretty typical of those built in the 60s....

Tutoring the Teacher

by mentobex on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I've never had much luck with women. It's not that I'm unattractive – my looks are average at worst. I stand at about 5'11, with blonde hair, green eyes and a slightly muscular build. It's just that since I was a freshman in high school, I've loved computers. My mother bought me an old computer from one of her work friends and from the minute I turned it on,...

Oiled Up in the Kitchen

by married_but_curious on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

I'm a bit nervous and shy. We each have a beer, and exchange small talk, while sitting at a kitchen table. When some of the shyness has worn off, you offer to rub my shoulders. "OK," I say. You move behind my chair and start to knead. "Mmm," I say, "that sure feels good." You start rubbing my neck, and then slip your hands down my shirt and onto my firm...