[All characters appearing in this work are over the age of 18. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.] Chapter 3 The hallways inside the school's main building were completely dark, the fluorescent lights having turned off exactly at 8pm. The meticulously trimmed path...
Chapter 2- Missing Big Frank Coming Out Telling our wives wasn't easy especially for me who had seduced Shirley's gorgeous hetero husband by dressing up in my wife Doreen's lingerie and make-up and offering him full homo sex as a limp wristed effeminate lady-man. It was my first experience as a queer and when Frank asked me to marry him; to be his gay wi...
Steve looked helplessly up across the garage interior with all its apparatus. He gazed up at the window. Being anchored to the wall with no means of retreat or escape Steve shuddered at the thought of his workmates standing at that viewing window, staring down at him as Marie smiled that prim little smile of hers. “Oooh Baby has got a hard one hasn’t he?” M...
It was mid-1950s America. It was Mrs Reilly's house- one of the finest in Brewer, Minnesota- on a sunny afternoon. Under the chandelier, below the big oil canvas of naughty Cupid being spanked by Venus, in front of an audience of well-attired ladies smoking cigarettes and shrouded in their perfumes, and schoolgirls excited to be witness, the drama was now re...
Chapter 2 Thank you for visiting this story! This is the second chapter in The Consortium. I recommend reading the first chapter for clarity on the characters, although each story is a progression of the first, you can understand it entirely on it's own. Thanks again, Amuse'Moi. P.S. Thank you all so much for your positive feedback, I really enjoy reading...
Mad Women: A Futa Story Hiring the Interns It was barely 11 AM and already there was a large group of people gathered in the center of the office. In fact, it seemed to be just about everyone who worked in the office gathered around in a circle. The women of the marketing agency were all pushing and prodding each other to get the best view of the action....
Anna's Humble Home Anna and Gina chatted away ignoring me as I followed a respectful three paces behind them walking out of the restaurant. I fetched coats at the door. The coat-check girl, a kitschy tart who habitually flirted for tips, pointedly eyed (sparkly purple eye shadow) my crotch as I handed her the ticket. With a sniggering grin (glossy scarlet l...
Pavithra is probably the sexiest, instant erection-inducing MILF that I have ever come across; she is also my aunt. She is married to uncle Madhan and, since when I was a young boy, I have always referred to her as Pavi aunty. She must have had a perfect hour glass figure when younger but age had inevitably taken its toll. Nevertheless, she was still a verit...
The carriage couldn't wind its way through the crowded streets fast enough for Alan Tinsley, Sir Alan Tinsley now, leading his anxious eyes to stare out at the people scurrying to and fro as they sought shelter. The rain had come suddenly, and the downpour cut his own errands short. Now, Alan could hardly wait to get home to Elizabeth. The very anticipation...
Sharon Winters unlocked the door and entered the room at the end of the second floor hallway. Though it was rapidly approaching mid morning, the room was dim due to the drawn blinds. Careful not to awaken him too soon, she took off her shoes and tip toed across the carpet in her socks. Sun spilled into the room as she slowly rised the blinds. It landed on hi...