[This story is one of a sequence I've written. You can read the other parts of the story for more details, but here is a summary; I've recently divorced my wife, and am raising my son on my own. After a long abstinence, I've met a woman (Angela), and after some anal play, we finally had anal sex. In the kitchen of all places! I'd also helped out with an ema...
-------INTRODUCTION-------- All the characters in this story are over the age of 18. It is a true story that took place in the 1980s and 1990s. Most of the people in this story are still alive, but sadly, not all. The word "tranny" was not derogatory back then. If you find it offensive, please realize that it reflects love, admiration, and concern. These...
There are some nasty things happening in section 17. If you are squeamish at all you might want to skip that section. Don't say you weren't warned. 11) My daughter Jenny showed up for her regular Saturday morning visit the next day. She lives in residence at the university not too far away. She had a collection of dirty clothes with her that needed to be...
Their relationship so far had been passionate, fun, and sexy, but Maria knew that much of that had been driven by Alan's fantasies, with which she gladly participated. Recently, Maria had decided that she wanted to take a more active role in shaping their love life, and had found her inspiration in a most... unusual place. A few weeks back, in a humorous but...
(It was the autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my new hobby of bird watching. In the grounds of Spathford Grange Academy for Girls I had been captured by five pretty 19 year old girls named Ingrid, Kasandra, Emily, Norika and Sarah. They had stripped me naked and had begun taking an interest in 'facesitting' me in their dormitory.) * I...
The petite naked figure pulled the nun's habit over her red-scrubbed flesh, shrugging her narrow shoulders to accommodate the starched coarse black fabric. She cocked her head to let the stiff outer layer open, allowing her short straw colored hair to emerge as though she were being reborn into this austere life every morning. Rummaging through the top dra...
Since he was a boy, he had a fascination about women's clothes. He wasn't sure how or when it started, but it grew into more that a fascination as he reached puberty. Perhaps it was the lack of a father in the house and growing up with two women. While they were he would snoop into his mother's and sister's dressers looking at their clothes. There were many...
The sex has never been better! Since involving my wife in my fun with the rest of her family, our sex life has really gone to the next level. Lori (my wife) still doesn't know everything (like, she doesn't know I fucked her mom!), but she does know a lot. And now, she will do absolutely anything to please me, because it pleases her, too. Recently, she gave...
In my youth I attended a private boys school in the United Kingdom where I received the best education money could buy. My classmates and I were preparing for our A-Level exams due to be administered at the end of this semester. Receiving an A-Level certificate is highly regarded, but did require an additional year of schooling for young men 18 and 19 years...
I Love My Breasts! Yes, that's what I said. "I love my breasts! Boobs! Knocker! Honkers! Fun Bags! Tatas! Tits!" It all started many, many years ago. I loved stealing glances of my father's Penthouse and Playboy collection. I could barely wait for my parents to leave so I could sneak a copy back to my room, lay naked on my bed and beat one out. I had to ta...