Sitting in the airport is never much fun, regardless of the reason behind traveling. I'm a seasoned traveler though and even despite all of the new security measures and increasing delays, it seems that I'm at the airport more often now than not. In fact, with my relatively new job, I'm traveling more now than ever. But who's complaining, right? After all, i...
Mike marveled for a moment at the geometric perfection of the fluttering Fairy bartender's flight path as she weaved her way across the grimy bar. She left a current of glitter in her tumbling wake, a jetstream of twinkling dots of light that settled slowly in the smoke-filled air. He watched as she zipped back and forth across the length of the bar, filling...
I was feeling anxious. This guy was to be the last call of the day, the last call before I grabbed my already packed suitcase that stood in the far corner of this seedy little rented room and I went back home for the Christmas break. This was to be my last transaction of being a paid escort for this year, but imminently about to be my very first time wit...
This story has been published elsewhere by me. (This story is inspired by the superb sleepy fetish story Aunt Julie by Victor) 5:25 P.M., Wisconsin Airport (C-Way), April 2020, My name's Scott Gershwin and I just want to say that Aunt Julie isn't really my aunt as I only learned to call Julie that from my parents and Julie herself. It was a nice affecti...
Part 7 - Seattle The days before departure for the trip in the RV to Seattle passed quickly. Margo and I got our end of term work accomplished, and Edith had us in for a talk about next year. "You are two of my best teachers, but what about your careers? Community college and babies is not good enough!" She frowned fiercely and then smiled. "Perhaps our tr...
"How did I get here?" I asked myself. Of course, the answer was easy: I'm a broke-ass idiot. When I saw an advertisement for an experimental study where each participant would be paid five-hundred dollars if they were chosen, well, I jumped on it. The initial interview and selection process was surprisingly... physical. I suppose I should have expected som...
Introduction For those of you who only read fiction I suggest that you go directly to my autobiographical sex stories contained later on in this essay; but what I thought I would like to do is to take a break form my usual 'physically forced' and 'caught with consequences' Transvestite sex stories and write some of my musings about Transvestism and share wi...
"Totally dusty, girlfriend." "So did you let him get the drawers, sister girl?" "Oh hell no; of course not Ermin. You should've seen the sad puppy dog look on his face when I didn't invite him in. He didn't even get a goodnight kiss, no handshake or nothing!! Shit, I got down with the accessories, if you know what I mean?" "You so savage, Shaila girl; you...
The side effects weren't severe, not in the literal sense. It depends on someone's definition. For Amy, who should be eight feet tall, after growing a foot in a short time, then her bathtub filling exploits weren't much to be concerned about. Amanda, however, wasn't so sure after their last romp left her bloated for hours. At the cost of a class to boot. "I...
An interracial fantasy created by Julie Van and Curt B later joined by Wunderboi ********* Chapter 11 is written by Wunderboi, who traces David's background with his wonderful mother who attended to his every need and offered him wonderful educational opportunities, not the least of which included one of his sexual awakenings. ********** David left the...