Man of My Dreams Pt1 Carmens Story Do you know who you are? Carmen awoke with the question burning in her thoughts and though the question was an unusual one it was perhaps just as intriguing. Having a keen interest in philosophy and the deep and meaningful she pondered this question whilst looking out into the night. It was a question that had crossed her...
As every teacher does when May arrives, I anticipated two months off for summer to re-energize. Recently divorced and just purchasing a wonderful 1939 home, I looked forward to the time for the remodeling projects that awaited me. Little did I know the erotic experiences I was about to have during this transitional time in my life. My first project was to t...
So, You're Gonna Fuckin Die: A Self-Help Manual Andrew J. Kolesar, N.A.M.D. Copyright © - 12-17-2001 After hearing that my ex-wife was dying of cancer (which was a lie of course) I was encouraged to write a self-help manual. * * * * * Do you smell that putrid stench of something rotting? Does it seem like you're the only one who can smell it? Does it f...
I've always had a thing for accents. I'm pretty good at them too. I'm not sure if it's something different and new or just that I hate how the American accent sounds. I started feeding my need by hitting international chat rooms. It was fun to pretend to have an accent. Eventually, work and school kept me so busy; I couldn't do much surfing anymore. I stoppe...
Walking out onto my back lawn, I surveyed the open empty spot and inhaled the fresh air. Decked out in my new black bikini, I laid down a red blanket on the ground and chucked my book on top of it. Looking around, I figured that since Mrs. Ginley, my neighbor, was out for the weekend, and I can't seem to spot that other odd man next to my house, it must've b...
We start this day off with me collaring you after a wild morning love making session. I put your shiny metal collar around your neck telling you today you are to be my plaything. That we are going to spend the day out having fun. You ask me what kind of fun with a wicked smile on your face; I put my finger to your lips telling you that a play toy should do a...
Dear Literotica Readers: Some random thoughts, in no particular order, about my story that don't seem to fit into my narrative but should help you know me better, which should help you understand the themes of my transition stories... Thank you to all of the people that have left me positive comments. I haven't been writing the stories for public approval;...
We spent most of Sunday with me dressed in the clothes for work on Monday. I practiced my feminine appearance. Sitting was very natural for me. I was already sitting like a woman does most of the time. With either my legs crossed or together. Walking was getting easier. It was learning to eat again, and carrying myself that gave me the most problems, though...
Michael and Laurie had a dream life. They had married five years ago when they both were in their late twenties. Laurie was a slim, willowy woman with short light brown hair about 5' 7" tall and 120 lbs in weight. She worked out regularly and had a great figure, pert breasts with sensitive dark nipples, round firm ass and silky soft skin. Michael was a coupl...
We arrived at the stables shortly after high noon so it was no surprise that we found most of the groom's helpers laying in piles of straw and dozing in the sun as they idly smoked their pipes or carried on in gossip. It was a shame I'd probably never experience that sort of camaraderie again. I was finding that the ways of women were often more intimate, bu...