I opened my eyes and looked at the green numerals of the clock glowing on the bedside table, it said nine thirty and the curtains were closed, it was nearly dark outside, I sat up quickly and then wished I hadn't, my head felt like the hangover from hell. BIG MISTAKE! Resting back down on the pillow I reached for the switch on the lamp, I groped around wi...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
[This is a story, "based on actual events.' I put it in Romance because that's where I want the story to be. There were times, years, when it was not a romance. The wedding didn't happen where the story says it happened. Names have been changed to protect both the innocent and the guilty.] * We got married. I had been stationed overseas and had written Mar...
1st movement. Freda There is no doubt in her mind that the thrill of exposing yourself to an attractive, sexy man, is not quite like any other thrill. At least, that was what Freda thought. And on this warm sunny afternoon, lying naked in the corner of the sofa, she was displaying her feminine charms to her partner Frank. They had returned from the local pu...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 2 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. ***** THE SISTERHOOD SOLIDARITY I brought 9's glam dress to th...
The next morning, I awoke with a heightened sense of excitement knowing I would be spending several hours with Mable after school. Yesterday had been an absolutely monumental day for me, and beyond even my wildest fantasies to have cuddled with her on her sofa with my hands all over her amazing breasts while I literally came in my pants. Even more astonishi...
The following story contains scenes of a big-dicked trans girl having her way with a guy. It also contains strong religious elements, and could well be considered blasphemous by those who believe in such things. If you find either element offensive, this isn't the story for you and you shouldn't read it. Everyone in this story is over 18. ------------ "Of...
CHAPTER 1 Eva Everett was dropping out of college because she thought the systems sucked and she'd stupidly chosen to study biology instead of drama only to find her interest waning faster than her staccato sexual interest in any guy. Now her interest in drama was returning. What a fucking mess, she'd fumed, coming to the 'I'm quitting' decision. Her coun...
Sandra stood on the dock extending out over Lake Alexander watching the sunrise though the morning fog. Her crutches rested gently under each arm, a short tee shirt covered her upper body to just below her otherwise bare breasts, and a small thong of a bikini bottom hid little, and the legless left hip was smoothly shaped as she had always dreamed it should...
Wherein I meet the rest of the Brothers and get a Royal Fucking Author's note: this is part 2 of a 12-part story arc which I've put under Group Sex (see Chapter 1). Like all my stories, it begins with character development and in this case, over several chapters. The chapters can have the elements of a number of different categories and I will try to give...