I've always had a thing for small breasts. I'm not entirely sure why but it might be a reaction against the huge battering rams attached to the front my mother's chest. Whatever it is, my eyes naturally look for a slender figure with barely a handful of breast rather than the strangely composed figures women seem to think men want, with fleshy cones full of...
Dear Dirty Diary, Brassy trumpets, thumping drums and crashing cymbals increasingly trespassed into the soundtrack of my most lushly sensual daydream. The brassy confusion of marching bands obliterated the wind's delicate whispering through tall pine trees as well as the plaintive cries of loons. My shimmering vision of sparkling blue waters surrounding our...
The sun was shining, there was a soft breeze blowing, and the air smelled sweet of grass and flowers. Mary and Grant walked slowly hand in hand; Mary slightly blushing watching her feet as she walked. Grant looked over at her and was warmed. He was so amazed with this young lady. After all she had been through, she was opening up to new experiences with leap...
Stella was sensible. She knew that Paul would be at the meeting, and that they might meet again and chat, but she also knew that the likelihood of anything happening between them was so remote as to be not worth considering. In any case, they were both now married again to other people and years had past since their divorce. Steve was not so sure. He and St...
Mike smiled as Disha, now fully dressed, touched up her makeup in the large wall mirror. He turned and opened the door, where he found a nervous Dan pacing up and down the hall. "Get your coat." "Why?" "Me, you and your wife are going to the pub for a drink?" "You've only got 10 minutes left." "I think you're going to be interested in what i've got to sa...
My wife Mandy is a real exhibitionist. That's probably why I married her. We met in a local night club a couple of years ago. She was sitting on a bar stool wearing a fairly short skirt that showed her stocking tops, very high heels and a black bra under a white semi transparent blouse. With long blond hair and brown come to bed eyes she was just pure sex. I...
She was being a real flirt was Amelia, this tall, lithe, long legged, black haired 24 year old friend of my step-daughter. The summer dress she was wearing was extremely short and extremely sheer and the way she was leaning back against the kitchen island, a scant four feet from my position against the opposite worktop, only helped to show how little she wa...
********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** Part 3 ***** "Hello there." What the hell was that!! ***** Inevitably, I jumped. What was happening? Who had said that? Where was I? I opened my eyes - I must have just dropped of...
********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** Part 1 Inevitably, after graduating, there were a lot of changes in my life. And in my lifestyle. I had never dreamed they would be so drastic though. And so much fun! Not that I had...
Anne looked forlornly around the large room again and fought back the urge to sigh. There was no sign of Lisa, the girl she had come to this party with. Anne shouldn't have been surprised, Lisa had seemed pretty bored with speaking to Anne and had virtually flung herself at the first guy that had chatted her up, they had disappeared to get a drink over twent...