My heart was pounding; my parents had finally, finally, left. On date night, they might be out of the house for four hours, maybe more. It was more than enough time for what I had planned. They were standing by the curb, smiling as I waved to them from the veranda. As they took off and drove, my body quivered with the thought of what I'd do next. The secon...
This is a true story. All of the events are written down here to the best of my knowledge and recollection. My name is Will and I work on the Butcher's counter at Sainsbury's. I'm about 5'11, have got a brown crew cut and green eyes. My build was more skinny than athletic, but I'd still call myself athletic, you know how it is. These events took place in the...
Thanks for reading my stories; I am sorry for the long delays between the chapters. All I can hope is that you continue to keep reading them and don't mind if they take a bit to come out. I do wish you enjoy this next installment. Comments and Ratings as always are appreciated, as too are any possible suggestions you might wish to read Cynthia and Sage parta...
The Pig's Ass porter's taste is bitter. Violent convulsions drive through my tongue and down my throat with the warm creamy brown flood. The Porter, causes reflection of a meal at a Tarbert's guest house years before . We were there eating the local offering of steak pie. It cried for a drink that matched it. The only brew offered came from the local pub. Th...
This is the story of the perfect sissy getaway. This story contains subjects of crossdressing and interracial male sex acts if this offends you please don't read. Everything except one or two events happened, Now, there is some embellishment. I had to tell someone. I decided to tell everyone. A little bit about myself. I am in my late 50s. My adventures in...
You turn to me, reach out and touch my face... ask me if I'm okay. I lean forward to kiss you, and we help each other dress. Neither of us are even aware that we are outside... we don't even care. Walking back to the car, we are shaken, but both of us know just how much the other thoroughly enjoyed what just happened. We get to the car, and you ask me if I c...
This was it, finally moving day had arrived. Part of me would miss this small town I grew up in down the country, but the majority of me was just tingling with excitement at the thought of living in the big City. The endless possibilities that came with living in the heart of Dublin was so enticing, and to get to share a beautiful penthouse apartment with th...
Karen's work kept her busy, leaving little time for a social life. When she did have a break, she was so mentally exhausted she barely wanted to leave her home. Today was no exception. Her day started off pretty rotten when her alarm didn't go off and if it hadn't been for her internal alarm clock she might not have made it to work on time. After the day sh...
[This was inspired by an earlier story called "Whitestone Drive-In," but I wasn't satisfied with the results. Instead of being a role-play set in a later era, this story depicts an event actually happening in 1949.] My favorite uncle was my father's younger brother, Henry D'Amato, or Uncle Hank as we called him. When I reached college age in the 1970s, he h...
Li Su hung up when Kirk didn't answer the phone in his room and opted to call his cell phone. She smiled broadly, felt her nipples harden and her loins moisten upon hearing his deep baritone voice. "This is Dr. Johnson, I am sorry to have missed your call. Please leave a short message and your number and I'll return your call as soon as possible. Have a ni...