The morning arrived, shafts of sunlight pressing in through gaps in the thick curtains. I awoke, half in and out of sleep. I had been dreaming of the 'Kitty Litter' and of a pressing need to return for another outdoor pee with other girls from the University. In my dream I had been denied my intent, always turned around before I could reach the spot by the t...
I first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa five years ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four year assignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normal country and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on the internet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send her daughter to meet me...
Note: This is a sequel to "A Gift From His Wife" but can be read independently. * * * It was a sad day and it was a happy day. Jeff, their well-liked finance manager, was moving away. Their company had a habit of moving finance managers from one location to another every three to four years, claiming that this prevented fraud by not giving them enough time...
It seems that I finally have gotten the time to finish posting this story. If you have not read the first four chapters, I highly recommend it as the story will make much more sense. Enjoy. As he sat there on the thin mattress, pondering his new outlook on life, Justin appeared with his supper. Justin opened the door to the cell and placed a folding chai...
It was her nipples that got me. Of course, I found her breasts themselves interesting enough, but it was truly her nipples that sealed it. The stripper’s tits jostled and cavorted upon her chest like fleshy grapefruits. She was tall too; yikes! the girl must be 6’ 5! As appealing as her toned and Amazonian physique was, ultimately it all came down to her ti...
Note that this story stands separate from other stories I have posted. * "If you hunky men will excuse us for the moment, we girls have to go... powder our noses!" Robin said as she scootched around on the cushions of the private booth. Jamie rose and joined her. Their dates watched the two girls' rounded asses sway back and forth as the two sissies walked...
Mike Flannigan is a wealthy man who, at the age of forty, could certainly afford to retire from his law firm with a lot of money to spend. He had always been the most driven person in his family. He was born in 1951 in Dallas and lived there for most of his life. His parents were a working-class couple, a policeman and a teacher. Mike Flannigan went to colle...
Chapter -1 - Beginnings "We really have to do something to help grandma and grandpa Honey. I mean they aren't able to keep up with their house cleaning anymore and they aren't eating properly!" "I know Tom, I know! I'm sick over it. We can't afford to pay for a helper and they love their independence so much! What can we do?" And that was the conversation...
My name is Lars Bach. I'm forty-six years old and for the past two months I been fuckin the gal of my dreams. I had to wait twenty years for that pussy but it was worth the wait. I've been working on cruise ships in the Caribbean and Mediterranean since I finished college and I'm second in command of a really nice ship on the Seabourn line. I cruise for thre...
Hi, Lisa again. I haven't written anything in some time. Not that I haven't had much happening. I just had to work through some events in order to know how they would turn out before I write about them. As I stated in my last story the men I play with had offered to pay for a transformation procedure and drug expense to become a "woman". In my occupation I...