This is a follow-on to my second chapter where I had enjoyed the pleasures of being a real female. These experiences were really a very realistic hallucination. This third chapter continues where the first left off, with me being a male transformed into a slutty looking female but still being a male underneath the trappings. It is what really happened as op...
Chapter 5 continues in less dirty fashion. * Here I sat, on the throne, Angie sitting on top of me, her hot golden urine soaking me from groin to ankles, tampon string hanging from her pussy... I still sorta had to GO and I had an erection to beat the band. Whatever shall we do??? Was she kidding me??? This woman THRILLED me! "Well, I can't "go" now sweet...
Author's Notes: *"Chakkar" is a multipurpose colloquial Hindi word, in the present context meaning "affair". To get the best out of this story, I suggest that you should read Ch. 01- 08 of "My Chakkar With SC" before reading on **** Upon my arrival in Mumbai one day, I called SC at her office and suggested a meeting in the evening. Normally, she would...
Joule D'Armon was perfect. In her he saw everthing he had searched for what seemed like his entire existence. In her eyes he could see the sun rise. In her arms he could feel her strength, In her soul he could live forever. Tonight was the night, it had been planned for weeks and nothing was going to stand in his way. Nothing. Least of all that bitch Katrina...
Totally unexpectedly, I came home to find my old girlfriend and my new girlfriend together. Kerry was brown, sultry, skinny, and sharp featured, and Kim was pale, blue-eyed, and full-bodied with deliciously thick lips. They were seated cross-legged on the floor, smoking reefer, and seemed high enough to have been at it for awhile. When I said, "I guess you...
She had spent her whole life suppressing the bizarre thoughts that crept into her mind. Images of acts and wants that she was sure indicated a mental as well as a moral sickness. Sometimes the need was so great and the effort to banish it from her mind left her weak and helpless. Then one day she stumbled onto a web site that changed her life. What a revela...
With our fingers intertwined, we began braiding the strands of brown waste, trying to make a rope. The shit broke in two. Diana licked the point where it tore and smoothed our rope together. I licked her tongue to get the taste back to myself. Our braid was complete and she placed it between her tits, nipples pink and erect. I grabbed her head and savagely d...
To Megs—with joy for her continued high spirits Irene Crawford, Oakhurst's principal, immediately started having second thoughts about Janet Sanders' rather impetuous request to award the "feared 57" punishment to senior Marcie Williams. Irene realized that she had responded in a positive way to Janet's mentioning to her that the request was forthcoming bu...
[This story involved bodily functions. If reading about those offends you, read no further. These stories may be read separately but do gain from being read in sequence.] ***** Gemma and I decided to go to the Weekend School for the first time when we were on a girls' night out and some of us started to remember our school experiences: the ones you don't f...
The setting sun bears down us like a radiation cloud. Whatever wildlife there is left takes cover in the scarred terrain. Ninety-eight days until I'm back in Minnesota. Rodriguez comes out from behind the old outpost still pulling up his zipper. Puffs of dust billow up from his boots. I turn my head and spit on the parched ground. "You jerking off back the...