WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the celebrities, people, places, conventions, events etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of re...
Somebody recently wrote a story that had the spouse making a cuckold demand that just didn't turn out like she thought it would and it got me thinking about a guy I used to know who took matters into his own hands and improved the circumstances in his life rather dramatically. The interloper was worse for wear and the wife, well, she was just befuddled at it...
The heavy thump of house music was making my head throb. I looked around for my friend, Cecilia, to let her know that I was going to step out onto the patio but she was nowhere to be found. I shrugged a little to myself and headed across the dance floor to the doors that lead out the back of the dimly lit bar. The blast of chilly air that hit my sweaty face...
[The story so far: Thanks to an unusual provision in his neighbor's will, Nick finds himself renovating a house with gorgeous transgender interior designer Lindsey. Both her looks and her personality magnetize him, so much so that he begins to fantasize about her and experiment with watching she-male porn while masturbating. SPOILER ALERT! There is no sex...
Chapter Eight: Wolford Hall Horror Transvixen finished their last concert at Chelmsford dance hall. The series of concerts had made Wendy and the band a considerable profit from ticket and bar. They also sold a line of Transvixen band merchandise. Everybody wanted to buy the T-shirts with pictures of Panti and Cherri dressed sexy in micro-minis with their...
"LOOK AT THESE TITS!" screamed the tanned, gorgeous, and leggy beauty beating upon the wooden frame of Apartment #206. The mammaries in question were scarcely contained in the frilly, lacy cups of a black, lingerie push-up bra. She squeezed and jiggled her pliant boobs in front of the small, circular peephole in the thick door. " I KNOW YOU WANT 'EM! YOU KNO...
Blue ink looped across the paper in front of Diana. Her own pen was writing, and she was the one making it move. But she couldn't say what words she'd scrawled in her notebook, or what her AP World History class was so busy discussing right now. She'd just made some brilliant comment, and she couldn't even remember what it was. What day was today, anyway? W...
Ben zapped the automatic garage door as he cycled up his drive to put his race bike away immediately since he desperately needed a shower. On crossing the threshold he spotted his new neighbour heading out for a jog or run dressed in a baggy grey tracksuit and noted how poor her running style was, a habit borne of his degree in sports science & therapy. He...
Public nudity is not always caused by personal misfortune or the actions of enemies. Occasionally it is attributed to intoxication. This is especially true when a group of girls get together for an evening of mischief. As the alcohol begins to flow, girls have a tendency to loose their inhibitions and attract attention by flashing unsuspecting guys. Girls al...
That week passed uneventfully (save for my first waxing session), but with a great deal of tension. It was in each of our body language. It felt like five days without exhaling. We had agreed to hold off until Friday, by which everyone's packages should have arrived. By the time the end of the week rolled around, Lauren's and my work conversations had become...