Dearest Greg I am in a dream, as I see, from across the wide marble floor of the art museum, your face again. It's too much of a coincidence! I saw you earlier, I'm sure at the fountain in the park. I was watching the cute little stone cherubs peeing into the water, while you were staring up at the muscular nude goddess towering above the main geysers. And...
Bobby Flanders sat on the couch in this living room watching television when he heard a car pull up in the driveway. He peeped out of the curtains for the hundredth time and breathed a sigh of relief realizing that it was his wife Michelle that had pulled in. His gaze shifted to the wall clock and he saw that it was 11:00 pm. This was unusually late for Mich...
(Writer's Note: This is the sequel to Country Road) "Damn, I'm going to cum in you now, you hot little bitch," he groaned. She could feel her own orgasm rising again, each slap sending an electric thrill straight to her clit. Her breasts were on fire, throbbing in time to her pulsing pussy. She felt him stiffening, the rigid cock driving even deeper and she...
Authors Note: This is part of a series and is built on characters and settings from previous chapters. * The morning after returning from the wedding reception I still felt hung over, and surprisingly horny given the amount of sex I'd had Saturday night and Sunday morning. To a large extent, much of it felt more like a dream world than reality, but at the...
Raven walked up the front steps to the house. She looked at the piece of paper in her hand, confirming the address. It was a very ordinary house, on a very ordinary street. Only the fact that heavy drapes covered all the windows suggested that it was other than a typical suburban home. Raven had received the letter that morning, with the address and direct...
I discovered my bisexual inclinations fairly early in life, so by the time I was 19, I had done nearly everything you could do with any combination of genders and numbers. I'm a regular guy on the outside, but in private I am comfortable in both the masculine and the ultra-feminine role. I could pass on the street as a hot, high-heeled slut, blowing straight...
The walk through campus nearly killed me. I could feel myself growing more and more painfully aroused with each step, with each flirty skirt, with each muscle shirt, with every single pair of heels. It was like men and women alike were trying to drive me beyond the point of control. I had to duck behind a few buildings and stand there like an idiot breathing...
At last it was 6pm and I had just left the office and on my way home. The last Friday of the month was always a very special day in my calendar. My mind was racing, as I knew that Caroline would be waiting for me, waiting to tease me, punish me, and pleasure me whilst transforming me into her T girl. God, how much I looked forward to the last Friday of the m...
It had been a long and exhausting day and I was so relieved to be home and able to shut the door to the demands of the world, my job, my circumstances. So, I got out of the car, unlocked the front door and stepped inside to the freedom of my sanctuary, my home. I proceeded with my usual habit of leaving all the supplies of work(Blackberry, briefcase, files...
Oh my God. Today was even worse. I can't believe what's happening to me, it all seems like some kind of nightmare. Justine is actually sleeping in my bed now, but once she found out about my diary, she made me write down everything that happened today. I started the day with the same confidence I had going to bed last night. I decided I needed to dress mys...