I took out the scissors and cut my beard and mustache as close as I could then used the electric clippers. After that I finished shaving my beard and mustache off with shaving cream and lather. I looked strange without a beard, younger; my face had a feminine look to it. I had not seem my upper lip and chin for at least twenty years. I did the same process t...
The room was white, all white. The walls were bright, sanitary white. There wasn't a visible door. The floors were white and the overhead lights cast back from them with blinding brilliance. The ceiling was one vast, white light. Each wall had one table distending from it. Each table was painted white and was about waist high and had a white cushion on it. E...
"Hi!" I said cheerfully. "I'm Ali, a gorgeous blonde with 42DD breasts and legs that won't quit." Fiona gave me a baleful glare. "What are you - the narrator?" "As it happens, yes," I agreed, unfazed. "What gave it away?" "The fact that we're suddenly in some weird fantasy world where your hair is no longer Mediterranean-dark and your breasts are twice th...
To me going out anywhere with my beautiful and vivacious wife provides enormous excitement mostly because of the attention she gets from prying eyes. Malavika is 34 and I am 36, but some friends say we look much younger. I get very stimulated watching men of all ages staring at her and trying to get a good look. I don't need to think hard, to guess what thes...
Synopsis: Pete has found a job in a cabinet shop. He and Sarah have formed a close friendship with Pete's boss and his wife, and have fallen into the habit of regular weekly card games. Until one night . . . Part III -- Our Story Chapter Thirteen Both women had been sipping wine during the evening while Rick and I enjoyed a couple of bottles of Molson's....
I placed the jardinière beside the window seat, as she instructed. 'Thank you,' she said. 'Thank you very much. There's no way I could have got that home from the store on my own. Now ... I must get you some refreshment.' 'Thanks,' I said, 'but I really should be getting back. We're a bit short staffed today.' 'Nonsense,' she said. 'We'll have some tea. Y...
Well, once again, I've fallen in love with my characters. This is the fourth part of their story. While I hope that this story may be read enjoyably by itself, reading the preceding parts first will provide context. The reader should know upfront that this story flirts with incest. However, there is no actual incest. This story is, of course, a work of ficti...
The department of Anomaly Research Department or ARD for short, is a new branch of the US governments intelligence apparatus tasked with tracking and gathering information on all anomalies domestic and abroad after the Quark-Tek explosion had unleashed strange energy called collectively Qrads. When intel reports from the CIA, FIB, DIA, DHS and the independen...
Ned thumbed his cellphone to re-read the incoming text. 'Taxi driver got lost, dropped me at the Strip and Fuck Club. Can you come get me? Please?? ... Farrah' Ned summoned the chauffeur and rode the hour through afternoon rush hour traffic to the exclusive club. He asked the driver to park nearby, explaining he needed to bailout the latest TWA tune-up at...
Tricia was dining, in the nude, at an expensive restaurant with her intriguing new lover, and talented artist, Nigel, in chapter seven. The story continues; He laughed, teasing my upper leg. I giggled along with Nigel, sliding my bottom forward to meet his wandering feet, feeling playful again, beginning to enjoy behaving like a wanton slut for him. He seem...