Never mind what I do (did) for work or what I look (looked) like, details which have become irrelevant since The Day It All Happened. Monday: Forget Monday. I love work and Monday was an all work day and nothing noteworthy happened. Tuesday: Wedding invite reminder for this weekend is on my calendar. Perfect as I am starting to become a little unhinged...
The sun was setting in the horizon and it was time to have a cheer, thus the crew took a trip to a rough inn along a tropical coast that was owned by a fun-loving and yet dangerous pirate captain named Captain "Parrot Charmer" Knuckles where pirates come to relax and recount stories and legends from their days at sea. "What're ye on about, Poop Deck Nadine?...
Authors Note: This and future stories to come are true accounts from my wife's previous experiences. She has been very open over the years in sharing details about previous relationships and specific encounters. While never told as salacious stories (as mine are here), over many conversations I have gathered and mentally cataloged a great deal of detail abou...
Hi all! I'm not new to writing or to erotic stories, but I am new to writing them myself! Please keep that in mind if you're going to leave a comment. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Enjoy! xxx Claire didn't think it was possible to be this nervous, and yet somehow she was. She knew she was risking a lot by being here, but curiosity and the ache...
Will asked if I'd be willing to show him my naked body after I put my wig and makeup on but before I got fully dressed. I said sure—my only other fem adornments being my cherry-red toenails and a matching bead anklet above my left foot. With all the security and body scans and what-not at airports these days, I hadn't even worn panties under my street clothe...
I was enjoying a rare Saturday alone. It was a cool Fall day. My wife had to work until 4pm to meet with clients that were heading out of town in the evening. So I immediately started to do what I do when I have time alone. I dress, cross dress, become a sissy, whatever you want to call it. She had left early in the morning to do the final preparations leavi...
Hell, I was sweating. The steering wheel was almost unbearable to the touch; the cab of my truck was like an overheated sauna. Even though the single lane highway had a few gentle curves I was definitely feeling that mind numbing ache you get watching the grey tarmac edged with worn yellow line snaking past you. Scrub bordered the roadside, occasionally brok...
All characters in this story are over 18 years. *** In the crowded bar-lounge Clement hesitated a moment, looking about for a table. Everyone seemed to be with someone else. And here was he going to a pub to be among people for the sake of it. He made his way through the crowd to stand at the far end of the bar where several couples were hovering. Coming u...
A couple of weeks ago, a close female friend of mine agreed to be my slave for 24 hours. This was a long standing fantasy of mine and she felt that it would be interesting and consequently fun. The idea of being at someone's complete beck and call, to be dedicated to acting completely obedient and submissive seemed to fulfill a hidden desire within her. The...
This story is based in an alternate setting in which laws have been enacted that allow for the 'free use' of females by the males of society. All characters are 18 or over, and fictional in origin. Any names, places or situations are purely fictional. ***** Social Immersion Class Ch-2 (a rough Friday) I give you a long look as you rush into my classroom,...