It all seemed like a blur, to be honest. I have no idea what the hell just happened to me. One moment, I was driving my parents to my sister's high school graduation ceremony, and the next thing I could remember was some sort of explosion. Some glass from the front panel must have lodged itself into my face or something. I distinctly remember that much, at l...
The name of the CD bar he owned was called 'Over the Blue Moon'. It was the name of the one and only play Gary Stanisloph Kowalski the owner had been in when trying to make it as a stage actor 16 years previous. If he got drunk enough like the character artfully portrayed by 'Brando' he would playfully cry out 'Stella...Stellll-aaaaa' to the amusement of his...
The rain: that's how it all began. Hannelore was standing in the breakroom, staring out the window with an increasingly grim expression. The disproportionate enormity of the window made her look smaller than she actually was, shrinking into nothingness in the shimmering void of the rain. She'd already changed, so she was wearing her street clothes -- nothin...
Editor's Note: this submission contains transwomen sexual content. * Entransed recounted my meeting an elderly woman on a train and going home with her for prolonged lesbian enjoyment, followed by her overwhelming congress with Dulcinda, my longtime transwoman friend. The account of our threesome now continues. The warm tingling in my nipples woke me. Dul...
Yes, you should be on your knees for this. Definitely. That's what you like isn't? To serve me? To submit? To be my little bitch? You look awful cute in that chemise, although it does keep falling down your left shoulder doesn't it? Too bad you don't have actual tits to hold it up. That's okay, we can pretend. I mean, I know you pretend all the time. But I...
All-American strap-on Ch. 3 A lesbian and a straight guy try make their relationship work **************************************************** October in Boston is usually a fun and festive time of year, especially when the Red Sox are in the MLB playoffs. This year, the city was buzzing as the Red Sox prepared to play the Toronto Blue Jays in the first r...
I needed a little time for round two. So I suggested that we take a shower and then have a snack. Diana gave me a kiss on the lips and agreed. "You go first" I told her. There were only three towels in the apartment and I'd been using one already that week. I got up, opened the mirrored cabinet where all the clothes were stored, and pulled out a thick fluffy...
"Fuck me!" Angie screamed, as Sven Gustafson pounded her sweet pussy. Right next to them, on a nearby sleeping bag, Ronald Mitchell screwed Susie Davenport and Samantha sat on her face. There was no doubt of how great it felt for the Episcopal minister to have her own sister eat her out while Ronald went balls deep inside the teacher, but the noise made it...
I was teaching watercolor at the local craft store. Most of my students were ladies between forty and eighty. I was twenty-six, tall and thin, and a walking erection. Not an obnoxious erection, but a conservative one, I hadn't been with anyone in over a year. And every patch of lady flesh was like soft butter smeared across hot bread. I hated my job, the art...
I want to fuck a dragon. I can say I grew up surrounded by them. No, I'm not delusional and I learned long ago, and to my immense sadness, that dragons are not real (though there was a very brief moment of hope when I learned of Komodo dragons). I guess a more accurate phrasing would be that I grew up surrounded by the image of dragons. My parents are old s...