James Hunt was a successful man. He made fought his way through the bramble of people calling themselves photographers and found his place in the world of fashion photography. At a mere 29 years old, he lived in a beautiful flat in North London, appointed with designer furniture and all things nice. He even had a small collection of reasonably impressive art...
It had been three weeks since Layla and James shared their first erotic moments together. Layla had lost many hours of sleep lately. James constantly ran through her mind. His piercing eyes and intoxicating musky smell lingered on Layla's mind constantly. She fell asleep thinking about him, dreamt about him, and woke up wishing he was cozied up next to her....
James woke up some time later comfortably tucked into a familiar bed, he was snuggling his naked wife while she snored and drooled into her pillow. "Stephanie!" He whispered in her ear. "I just had the craziest dream!" "Oh yeah? What was it about?" She yawned and stretched. The warm summer breeze blew the curtains around letting the sunlight in. "It was c...
"Jesus Christ," he cursed and extended his feet to the end of the couch. "Get your fingers out of your fucking pussy. I'm trying to watch something here." Meredith tried to readjust but could no longer remain on the sofa. "Please," she whined, perching on the upholstered arm like a bird. James lowered his voice. "Get out of here, slut. I'm not going to sa...
James hung his head in dejected shame. Here he was on assignment, with orders to remain low-key, and he had just become the center of attention, jerking off in front of a group of onlookers as he did. Those onlookers included his co-worker, Patrolwoman Lisa Podolski, and James was sure that she'd never let him live it down. But at the moment Lisa had other t...
She was rather plain looking. Or at least I thought so from afar until I saw her deep green almond shaped eyes. As she came closer I could see her slightly upturned bow shaped lips. Her hair was as black as raven's feathers. She walked right past me into the bar. My eyes followed her incredible rump as she made her way to the bar and sat right next to a ve...
It was rather ironic, James thought to himself, as he took stock of the situation. He had infiltrated the Donkey Productions porn shoot to see whether unsafe sex was taking place and, as it turned out, it was. The only problem was that James himself was the one who participated in it. He couldn't go to the Captain with that. He'd be a laughing stock. Any goo...
Hi Guys This is the second part of my Generation Z story. This story follows a young transvestite, this particular chapter is more world building, developing the character. There is a little dressing, and some male on male smut. Hopefully it is worth it in the end. * Chapter 3 - Market Day James A new world had opened up for James. It wasn’t long befor...
Sorry it took so long, guys. I'm back! This story is part of a series. You don't need to read the other chapters, but I would love if you did! You may be a little confused, but not so much that you won't enjoy the story. The university that I name in the story does not exist, it's just a name I pulled out of my head, and like the characters, is fictional....
Katy moaned lightly as her husband ran his soapy hands over her body. She pulled James against her and kissed him passionately as the hot shower water rinsed the soap off of them. "I love you, James," said Katy as she broke their kiss for a moment and began tugging on his erection. "I love you, too, baby," returned James as he nibbled lightly at her ear....