It hit me for the first time when Samantha called me at work that day. She was wondering what was happening with me and I was telling her about meeting you when the whole thing crossed my mind. How erotic would it be to share a woman with you who I had already been with before? I decided to invite Sam over for a drink. We were all sitting in the living room...
The steady beep of the monitor was the first thing Tony heard. Its rhythmic pace was almost soothing in a way. It certainly made up for the harsh light of the room that he was in after he opened his eyes. Tony blinked. Once. Twice. Three times. When he felt that it wouldn’t hurt to look around, he found himself sitting in a very plain looking bed, its starch...
For those interested in timelines, this story takes place about three years after my story Her Parents Were Not Home. It's based on a true experience. No, I still don't know what they talked about while they kept me waiting. "Go to the bedroom and get naked" Erica told me. Turning to Dianne with a grin she added "We'll be in there in just a few minutes." Di...
Melanie was on stage doing her 'In the Navy' act, and had just removed the sailor's hat from her starboard breast when I saw one Ebony escorting a gorgeous latin woman towards the bar. She was dressed for the weather outside, which meant she was wearing more than every other woman in the joint put together, but I could still see the outlines of an astounding...
Author's Note: It's a build up story, so if you're looking for a quick fix, this probably won't do it for you. :) Additionally, the below includes references to transmale genitalia using traditional "feminine" language. ____ Wiping the steam from the mirror, I stepped back. It's been almost 8 years since my first dose of testosterone, and still, this body...
It is the evening summer sun of August that draws me to the sand and sea. I come late afternoon with a chair, a book and a small carafe of white wine. My name is Susan, about as banal a name as you can have. There is nothing in my family history that should have endowed me with this name. My parents are dead, lovely people who seemed confused by our world. T...
Walter watched the cartoon video in some awe. It explained, in the cheesiest 1950s-style way possible, how nanobots were injected into a woman's bloodstream, made their way to her brain, and then coated her synapses, changing her impulses and desires. He looked around the room. A circle of men in matching jackets watched him -- beta-male types mostly, excep...
"She's here, she's here!" Jameela squealed with joy as she pulled me by the hand. We were on our way to the front entryway of the mansion, having just been notified that Kristen Bell was almost here. This was something Jameela had wanted for some time now. It was during her first visit, after a threesome with myself and Lily James, that Jameela had gushed ab...
Meet Miss Yan, a young Asian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. A recent graduate of the University of Ottawa's accounting program, Miss Yan is struggling somewhat in her personal and professional life. When one first meets Miss Yan, one is inclined to think of her as soft and sweet, an easygoing if somewhat nerdy person. Well, Miss Yan is feisty w...
When Jamie moved to London, he was just 20. After two years of working in the advertising department of a West Country regional newspaper, Jamie had managed to build up a portfolio of work that was good enough to convince the powers that be at Mackenzie-Marshall that he was worth a punt. He had also been lucky enough to find a small, furnished one-bedroom...