After Magda left, I took a long shower and then wandered my new apartment in irritated silence. Just a short time before, my face had been buried deep in her enchanting pussy. I could still smell her musk and remembered the feel of her silken skin as I silently cursed myself for being so strong headed. I knew I was right though and that the only way I would...
When you read these stories on-line, you always wonder how much of them is true, and how much is not. The bulk of this story is true, with only the most of the names changed to protect the innocent and in some instances, the deceased. At one time, many years ago, I was really into the "Lifestyle". I had the occasion to meet a large number of couples, includi...
The morning starts out like every other morning. I walk into the office and begin preparing for the new day. I start my day with a large cup of coffee. I relax in my office sipping my coffee and enjoy the view of the morning sunshine on the city below. I enjoy watching the people scurry to work in the morning its just one of the many things I truly enjoy doi...
[b]Ch. 1: Hanna Discovers White Bananas[/b] Hanna knew that I was a ghost writer and she wanted someone to write the story of how she met her new husband in 1983. She came to my place to tell me her story and then let me write it for her. Hanna speaks broken English and talks very quickly. With her limited English, she is very eloquent and colourful in her...
The Morning of Noodles, Cabbage and Prophecy #3 Today, I’m going to make some egg noodles for a cheap and boiled Polish dish. It’s kluski kapusta po! Pay attention, because you will want to compile your shopping list. These noodles are kosher and very economical. All the ingredients are readily kype-able at a supermarket in your locale. Crack six eggs and...
Next morning she wakes me up at 5 in the morning, I was feeling sleepy and asked her to let me sleep and she should get ready and go for the interview and formality and I will stay in the room till she comes back without even opening my eyes, to which she replies that she still have time and she have to make me ready and then she herself have to get ready fo...
As Emilia used her magic powers to move Jessica and Sarah through the air towards Sarah's apartment, she took a second to reminisce about how much fun she's had being Jessica's sneakers. Emilia was an omnipotent goddess, but she still had never experienced anything like this. It gave her a new perspective, using her powers to manipulate reality, but not bein...
This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. To better follow this story read The Pantysissy Diaries Chapter 1 before reading chapter 2. *** The Amtrak train Jaymie was onboard with his new Mistress, Sydney had just pulled into NYC. Jaymie had to get...
My name is Louise I am 33 years old and for the last 15 years I have lived a double life as Lou the sales assistance in a department store and Louise the slut. I have known for years that I should have been born a woman but repressed my feelings as much as possible until I was old enough to leave home. I had been caught by my mother in her underwear when I w...
* * Corrine Allen. * * * I sat on the couch in my lounge crying. I'd lost her. My beautiful Susan. We'd met one evening when I'd gone out for a drink with some workmates in Birmingham city centre. I'd gone to the bar to get my round of drinks and there she stood, waiting to be served. I caught the barman's attention. "Yes Miss, what can I get you?" I no...