"See you tomorrow morning Nicki," Leah yelled as she headed to the shower after her early morning run. "This has to be the only part of dorm living that I can't stand," she thought, "coed showers. You know it's bad when you have to get up at 5 o'clock in the morning to actually get a shower to yourself. I wouldn't mind sharing that much, if it was girls I'd...
Proofed by Maggie Finson DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All characters, Sirens, and rapists in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental. WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence,...
Chapter 1: Getting To Know The New Roommates Andrea and Nicola giggled as they struggled with their suitcases up to the fourth floor. The elevator didn't work (they were soon to find out that it was more unusual for it to work than not) and the early September heat in Rome was unbearable, even inside an apartment building that was built to stay cool. At lo...
"Tell me, what do you know about midgets?" That's the last thing my wife asked before we called it a night after giving Thomas the brush off. "I wonder if a midget has a regular dick or in proportion to their body. I think they could have a regular dick or a big dick, for that matter. That would be interesting to have a big dick pounding into me and this lit...
Our Anniversary had come and gone. Reggie went back to England. I am starting to look forward what kind of a strange cock adventure Judith will lead us into this time. I need to get off to work with the hopes there will be time to hook up with Madelyn and Nicki. Judith is going to lay around in bed while I go to work from what I can tell. She came into the...
I'm going out tonight. My name is Nicki. I've showered, shaved (everything), put my makeup on and pulled my hair back on the sides but my long brown curls cascade down my back. I'm wearing a red silky dress, cut very low in the back. You can almost see my ass cleavage. The front is a halter top style that ties behind my neck and dips very low almost to my na...
If there was ever a Friday where I needed my weekly softball ritual, this was it! A little exertion, some sweat and some laughter was the best way to end a tough week. I could leave all my pent-up aggression on the field and walk away on an endorphin high, much less stressed and ready to enjoy the weekend... Or at least that was the plan. But I didn't expec...
I don't know when I started writing. I was very young when I started stringing the stories in my head together, forming linear tales. I was perhaps just able to write a few basic words when I began feverishly scribbling on construction paper, on my father's steno pads, the words jumbling out of my brain, stories I knew, or just as often stories I didn't know...
Soon after mom left I was given all the responsibilities to run the house. I used to spend most of my time with mom so i picked up on taking care of chores, i learned to shop, do our mani, pedi and facials, cook meals, wash and dry clothes. This helped in fitting into my new role easily but life was tough. Guys in the house never worked we barely managed on...
I swing my legs out of bed and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The dark hair between my legs draws my eye. I languidly run my fingers through it, enjoying the slight tug on my mons as they find soft knots amongst the curls. I'd been growing out my bush over the last few months and really was enjoying seeing it again after shaving bare since I was 15...