That night when she got home, Kirstin threw her clothes to the ground and immediately ran to the shower. The moment the door to her apartment slammed shut she burst into tears, wrapping her arms around her chest as she turned the hot water on high, the scalding temperature doing little to wipe the shame she felt out of her mind. She knew that stranger had...
Sarah could not believe how wild her friend could be at times. Her best friend Angie was a freshman, like Sarah, and they had quickly become friends as roommates during their first year at the University of Louisville. Sarah, was a shy girl from rural Kentucky. She was five feet seven inches tall was dark brown hair and even deeper brown eyes. She was at...
A Surfer and a Swimsuit Model _____________ Hello! This is part three of a full length novel in four parts. It's a gender-fluid, 'what if everything fell into place,' fantasy about self-discovery, coming out and coming of age. It explores pansexuality, cross-dressing and several fetishes - especially for things like swimsuits and athletic-wear. Some part...
It was an ordinary house, situated in an average suburban neighborhood. The residents were nice. Most of the properties in the area were middle or upper-middle class, with freshly cut lawns and well-tended flowerbeds. Plenty of minivans and sedans parked in the driveways and along the tree-lined streets. Average. Unassuming. Like they'd all conformed to some...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between characters in this story and any person, living or dead is purely coincidental. I swear. Would I lie??? Apart from the mention of Oggbashan - he's real, and I wrote this pastiche of his "Car Maintenance" story to commemorate his volumes of excellent work, and his humour and guidance on these pages. A side n...
SUMMARY: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All scientists in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead or born in the future, is purely coincidental. WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the stran...
Disclaimer: Welcome to chapter 6 of The Square Peg. This story contains a relationship between a mtf and a ftm. Things don't always go perfectly. If you haven't read the previous chapters, much of this won't make sense. All persons having sex are over the age of 18. ****** I stared at Drew's mom, and she stared back at us, looking at me closely for a minu...
The advertisement intrigued me. I was not looking for an involvement of the sort that eventuated but I thought what the hell and replied. I should recap. I'm a middle-aged man living alone after a long and unhappy relationship with a woman who was more interested in money than anything else including my or our happiness. I'm not bitter. I'm simply delighte...
The house was warm, we had privacy so felt no need to dress again. Ally wore a cheeky grin as we made drinks and a snack. She took to caressing my bottom at every opportunity, explaining. "It's nice to see a man who doesn't have a hang up about being nude. Men seem to think that women don't have an interest in seeing their lover naked. They do and I'm lovin...
I woke up in bed, with my dildo, I was hungry, my legs were sore, I slipped off the bed and went to the kitchen, I left the dildo in the bed. I fed myself, took a shower, pajamas were next. I decided to soak in the tub, I brought in a glass of wine, ran the water, sipped the wine, sank in the tub and relaxed. I was still in a daze, I never thought my sex lif...