Re-submitted title that was originally posted in Loving Wives yet due to a barrage of hatred caused me to delete. Uploading un-edited in Fetish where it may find a more accommodating home. To be clear, I don't give a toss whether a story is rated high or low, I just don't expect to be abused over a work of fiction. No one is forcing you to read it so please...
"Hi Andy, where have you been all these boring months of my life?" I turned and saw that Polly, a colleague from the recent past was grinning and holding her arms open for a hug. I picked up her 5 ft slim frame and squeezed her, feeling the slim waist and small, firm breasts press against me. "Well I have to spread myself around, and you did leave with no...
"Are you going down to the pool after tea?" Marisa smiled. "After dinner, you mean? My god, I need to! Did you see how much there was to eat at lunchtime?" She put both hands around her waist. squeezed and frowned. "I'll need a whole new wardrobe by the end of the week." We were both stuck in the middle of an interminable residential training course, in a...
My career as a thief was short, but not without reward. I was in my first year at university when I took it up. I had realised too late that I did care about my grades, did well in my exams and ended up at a good university in a small pleasant city that I knew was a bit beneath me. So by the time summer came around, I was a tall, cocky get with a cynical...
I recently moved to a new flat , and had a wonderful room with en-suite bathroom on the top floor. My landlady had just had a new baby, but thankfully my room was far enough away for me to not be able to hear any noise from downstairs. As she found she was getting more & more tired with the sleepless nights, she got a night-nanny in to look after the baby...
This is the second part of my cross-dressing series, I'm now in my forties but these are taken from when I discovered the part of me that loves cross dressing and gay sex. To fully appreciate my series please read "Becoming Marie". * After my encounter with Kevin at his office I knew that I wanted more. I had my own place and had started to build up a nice...
My true story on becoming Bisexual. A follow on from my earlier story Exhibitionist Bisexual. Part 2. *** Towards my late twenties, I became curious about sex with another man, the more I thought about this the more excited I became. These thoughts had been floating around in my head for a few years. I have already told my story of being watched by a peep...
Dr. T has invited me to join him at the university's rec. center as his guest. The university conducts classes on yoga, weight training, tae bo, aerobics, along with everything else for faculty, students, and guests. He has instructed me to wear something that will definitely be noticed. I only wish that I wasn't so impulsive about these things as I now fi...
Brie made a final check of the address on her phone as she scoured the street through the windows of the slowing bus. Already ten minutes late she was thankful the office building was so close to the stop, leaping from the doors the moment they opened. $200 for three hours work, she bit her lip as she entered the building hoping her tardiness wouldn't dera...
The alarm went off. It was 06:00 and Lara woke along with the other five slaves in her dormitory only slightly refreshed from her six-hour allowance of sleep. She glanced at the calendar as she folded her standard-issue blanket and placed it on her bunk in the dimly lit, windowless box room. It barely contained the two three-tier beds for the slave girls. 23...