"How do you feel?" I couldn't talk. I breathed deep and smiled at Sarah. My head was clouded with the events of the night so far. Having never had an orgasm before, having two within close succession was overwhelming. My body was sensitive and tingled with every movement. As my eyes began to clear I raised myself up on my elbow and looked at Jeremy. He was...
I'm a typical man, big hairy and rough on the edges. For as long as I have had internet access I've always been drawn to watching shemale/ladyboy porn, just the sight of such magnificent female bodies always ignited a flame in my crotch area, I had masturbated to these clips thousands of times and I still do to this day. That was as far as that went. I r...
There is little spoken by the free woman as we journey. She does not want to travel with us but she wants it more than traveling alone. She would surely die. In this way she needs me, the killer of her man. That must drive her mad. It humors me to no end. "You are a fool if you expect me to keep pace with your bosk-footed strides," she says. She is always...
Bathing Him was a journey of discovery, navigating every inch of Him. Her slippery hands began firmly on His chest circling around His nipples, not touching as he had told her how sensitive they were, just teasing then moved northward to His broad shoulders, then down each strong arm. She studied each muscle as if to etch it into her brain, to memorise it. B...
MARTIN When Taylor got home he sat and once again pondered what he was doing. He decided that he needed to talk to someone not involved and he called Christine. She was another transgender girl that Taylor had known for many years and they had shared many experiences together. Christine listened carefully as Taylor described what she was involved with. "S...
Breathe in… and out; In… and out. Cycle, repeat. Again, and again, and again. Yuri had lost track of the number of days and nights she had spent training in the mountains. She had even forgotten the reason she began. But at some point, when she drew in her breath and let it out for what felt like the billionth time, she knew she was done. She had mastered he...
"Jimmy, I'm home," came the expected but dreaded call. Jimmy laid waiting, as he had been for most of the afternoon, the knots tightened far past what his numbed fingers could untangle. "Hey, where are you? Get out here and help me with these damn groceries will you." Heather's voice shattered the silence. Next came the footsteps he'd been fretting about...
This story is entirely fiction and does not represent any persons living or dead. * * * * * Jeannie looked around the apartment. She was alone on her first day in the major's (Tony's) house. He had gone back to work at NASA. No one knew anything about her, or at least the truth about her origins, except for major Healy - Tony's best friend. Being a genie h...
Kory and Diana strained against each other, muscle to muscle in competition. Their conjoined fists wavered this way and that, grips crackling with the power poured into the simple arm-wrestling. "You know of Catalina Flores?" Diana asked, her voice slightly pitched with effort. "The Tarantula," Kory spat. "Dick's told me of her. How vilely she used him—"...
1686. England. The crypt of the ruined church was cold, and Eloise felt her nipples harden and ache as she stepped to one side of the stone altar, releasing the clasp of her cloak, and casting it aside. Two of the acolytes approached her; Thomas, a farm-hand from one of the estates, she knew, and Lisette, the scullery maid from the manor's kitchens. They wo...