There are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21. * All about sex. Susan's Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting about men gets her through her week. Another Saturday night with another young, handsome man picked up at the bar, Susan was intent on satisfying her wee...
This is part two of a series; you'll probably need to read part one to get a grip on what's going on. As with the first part this focuses on forced feminisation including aspects of BDSM and non-con, so if that's not your thing, now would be the time to leave. Chapter 2 -- The Next Day Peter was barely able to find a second's worth of sleep that first nigh...
I awoke in a chair. Again I was without a stitch of clothing. It was not an ordinary chair, but more like a slightly reclined barber chair but of a design that was so modernistic as to look unlike anything I had seen before. I was completely secured. My arms were strapped to the arms of the chair by rubber-like restraints that were, strangely, both soft enou...
I stood in the shower, allowing the hot water to caress my body in an attempt to wake myself up. The thought of another long day at work wasn't helping the situation, but at least it was Friday. "Get through today and enjoy the weekend," I thought. I stepped out of the shower and immediately realized I had forgotten to bring a towel into the bathroom from t...
This is a true story with only the location and names of the participants changed to spare their blushes. This story was originally posted on a different web site but at a reunion a couple of years later, the lady identified here as Roanne whispered in my ear that she had seen it and "Please will you withdraw it until it had been rewritten with all the name...
A note from the Author: This is a true story, more or less. Remember that we're talking about twenty years ago, and some aspects of the story had to be fabricated for the enjoyment of you, the reader. I was in the Army and the trip to Frankfurt did take place. The Red Light District, and this whorehouse in particular, is just like I described, to the best of...
Diary Entry 16/01/2012 They say as boys grow up all they think about is sex and pussy. Seven days a week, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, it's always on their minds. In this case, the boy is a girl and that hot juicy pussy is a long, hard dick. But not just any ol' dick. Oh no! There's one special dick belonging to one special man I desire. A...
I knew within the first five minutes that Derek Small was a very special young man -- and I'm not talking about sexually. First of all, it was apparent that he was what you'd call "a good boy" and had obviously been very well brought up. Mike hadn't told him anything about the reality of what went on between me and my boarders, or young men, as I preferred...
Hi folks, thanks for reading my stories. If you're reading chapter 2, I assume there's enough interest left after you've read chapter 1 to continue reading. I'm a bit amazed by the amount of readers and reactions so soon after publishing chapter 1. The number of stars so far is reasonable, I'd like to see more stars in the future. Please don't think that I...
Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for the attention to detail in editing the story. I hope you enjoy the story. Please let me know what you think by commenting. I'd like to know how your found this story ( was it a keyword search, link from another story or just something you saw on the front page ). * Karen shut the door softly and locked it behind he...