Learning how to date as a girl By the time I was 25 years old I had really perfected my female look and practiced acting and thinking like a girl. I was very confident in my look and actions. I had been out in public many, many times dressed as a girl and I blended in perfectly. With this type of confidence I decided to take the next step and see if I could...
I recently had a very interesting doctor's appointment. It had almost been 10 years since I had been to the doctor and my wife was bugging me about getting a physical. At 54 years old, I could see the wisdom of her concern with all the problems men my age had with cancer and heart disease. When I finally relented, I found out my retired military insurance h...
I nearly collapsed onto Vicky after the last drop of semen poured into her. I couldn't believe how drained I felt. And I couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. I mean, Vicky is gorgeous, but something changed. She was my first, that was my first time. Even with her legs open to welcome me, knees folded up in a way that should have looked froggy and awkw...
I sat in the spacious office with the gigantic walnut desk separating me from Darla Worthington, President of Armstrong Industries. I was sweating bullets, being 53 years old and out of work for the past six months. I had to have a job fast, or I would soon be on food stamps. I nervously watched Ms. Worthington slip through the pages of the rather large fol...
Paula and Bob, the perfect couple Paula woke up to feel the warm body of her husband at her back. She had a headache from drinking too much last night but as she closed her eyes to try and get some more sleep the phone rang. "Hello." She said gruffly. "Hi honey. You still in bed?" It was Bob, her husband. Aghast, she looked over her shoulder to see who w...
The solid metal door closed with a resounding, heavy thud. The noise of the detention center always surprised her. On one side of the door, a silence covered the lobby and the security area. On the other side, a roar of sounds echoed through the brick hallways; shouts from inmates, the rattle of chains, the footsteps of the guards in their boots. Jane Stei...
He put his one hand on his kneeling buddy's shoulder, and the other on my neck, caressing me, rubbing up to my cheek, pressing his thumb to my lips. I hardly knew what I was doing. Somehow it seemed perfectly natural to open my mouth for him, letting him push his thumb in. "Oh my," Evan said, in kind of a half-laugh, half-sneer. He looked down at Roger, who...
I am the director of a dance company that draws on local talent who aspire to become professional. We have a good reputation and attract a wide range of interested people from the surrounding communities. After a performance last fall, a major supporter of our program commented that my particular style of choreographing highlighted the differences between th...
My work was complete. Completed with two or three days to spare. Not bad, not bad at all. I was positively excited about that as I talked to Karen on the 'phone in the village the next morning, explaining all was done and, in my opinion, done well. "What will you do with yourself for the three days before I join you?" Ah, yes, um... Karen was clearly more...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a work of fantasy and fiction. No characters represented are real, nor are the situations based on any facts. The story is the property of the author, and all rights are exclusively owned by the author. Airiel's Anal Party Her lips and tongue worked on the cudgel of man meat without any requirement for participation by her brain, lea...