I’m still awaiting the next instalment from Roberta which seems to be as eagerly awaited by many of you too. May I thank you all for your interest, and also for your votes. In the meantime I have decided to write, in her absence, what I think Roberta, Margaret and John did. Here is chapter 3A of the The Virgin Tranny and the Bride. Hope you like it. By...
Thanks for reading this story! We are a happily married Indian couple settled in London. Both of us were brought up in India so our values are more traditional and ethical Indian. Her name is Geeta, she is 28, 5'4, 32B with a well maintained body. She is a traditional Indian wife but enjoy sex sessions with me. Also, she loves to talk dirty and explore some...
I know that this story is going to sound fantastic and impossible, but I swear everything is true. I was in a bit of a slump, sexually speaking. My live-in lover of 5 years had returned to school to get her Masters degree and I was without female company for the first time in many years. I decided to go to a local club to hear a ska band I’d read nice thin...
A few years ago I found myself suddenly at the age of fifty living by myself with a great deal of spare time. In so many ways life had become comfortable. I had been paid off from my job as a project manager and I was in the unusual position of being able to draw early on a very generous pension scheme. Yes, I could relax and enjoy life. The only thing that...
It was heading toward some typical Friday night sex. I had gotten off early for a week off-- the new year's holiday plus some extra vacation time I had scheduled. So I was relaxed, feeling good, enjoying myself, feeling sort of free. He was already off from work. I fixed us sandwiches, a cheap and easy quick dinner at 5:00. I had removed my pants. Yeah, I...
This is a true Halloween story, so please don't hold against me any lack of ghosts or vampires. I'm the only vamp, and my MASTER Scott felt way too hard to be made of ectoplasm. ;-) There are skeletons in the treat scene, but they're just symbols of our love enduring beyond the grave. The truly haunting moral is how our own spirits manifest as angels or demo...
"You'll never guess who I ran into this morning," my lovely wife said as she was putting away the groceries. "Pam from college. Do you remember Pam? We were such good friends back then. It was great to see her again." Yeah, I remembered Pam. I felt my cock thicken in my pants. Pam was the first woman I'd met with a kinky streak. Not that we'd had sex. Well...
Synopsis Client and escort both get turned on during a smoking blow-job session * My client told me that he'd been looking forward to this day like no other. He'd booked a session with me, a couple of days earlier, and he said he was desperate to see me. He said that just chatting to me on the phone about the arrangements for our meeting had been an amaz...
My name is Alexandra Brown. I'm a six-foot-two, curvy and big-bottomed, beautifully dark-skinned ( and proud ) Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a Professor of Criminal Justice at Dale Johnson College in downtown Boston. Right in the heart of the city. Folks, I am a firm believer that one must enjoy one's work. Otherwise what's t...
There is no alarm clock which yet exists that is more effective at dragging one from the depths of slumber than a hard and determined cock being thrust deep into one's body. I woke with a scream, part surprise, part pain, part raw carnal pleasure. Instantly, his hands were on my wrists, pinning them above my head, holding them down to the bed. His hips move...