Ch. 17: Thursday A few quick notes: 1. this is the seventeenth chapter of a longish story, a novel in many chapters 2. everyone is 18+ 3. there is no safe sex here - cause it's a fantasy, not an instruction manual 4. crossdressing and gender bending, not everyone's cuppa tea - be forewarned * We got up and wandered around in boxers (me) and pjs (her)...
Author's Note: This is the final part of "The Neallys." I decided to finish it off. I thank those who read the prior parts and appreciate all of the comments. Note that there is zero sex in this part. Part 9 "Can You Stop By The House Today? Say At About Two?" Kerry was in bed when she heard Suzanne's phone ring. Her wife planned on going out for an easy...
My wife and I bought our current house about a year ago. We live in a nice and quiet community where all the houses look similar to a small little detail to distinguish them from each other. For the most part, it seems to be a diverse community, with a Hispanic family on our right, a Nigerian family to our left, black family across from us, next to them is a...
(Hi, author here! Some quick notes before we kick off the third chapter of this series. First, all characters are 18 and above wherever applicable. This series contains elements of futa and gay sex, among several others. If that's not your thing, I totally understand - there are many, many stories here, some which may cater to your tastes better. Second, o...
Nick and I had been friends since university. We'd moved into the same house at the start of the second year, and had been inseparable ever since. Ten years later we still met up frequently to talk about careers, families, sports and whatever. Nick came from money, unlike me, and was always willing to help spread the wealth. This included inviting me to his...
"Let's see if it works. Might need new batteries. Hang on....no it's recording. "Ok. My name is Amanda Henderson, and this is my first recording! Journal. Entry, maybe. Where should I start? We are currently in a camp in Chattanooga. We've been here for three days. Before that, we were in a smaller camp in Alabama, though I don't really remember the name. W...
In the late 1980s, way before the Me Too movement, there lived a nice, but somewhat chauvinistic CEO named James Alexander LaPierre. James ran Worthington Mutual, an insurance agency that employed over fifty people, including a gaggle of secretaries, very sexy secretaries, at least according to Mr. LaPierre. The women—or girls, he liked to call them—were con...
After my ex-girlfriend cheated on me, I decided to take a break from dating. I gave up all hope on love. Love didn't live here anymore. So, I took a break trying to understand why she would do that to me. I know work took most of my time. Like my dad, I was a workaholic. But I made sure to make time for her. I made sure she had everything she wanted and nee...
Thank you everyone for the great reaction and comments on the story so far. This has been my favourite thing I've written to date, and what I'd planned as a simple 'hot mom is coerced into doing porn' story has taken on something of a life of its own. Hopefully you'll be entertained as Katie tells me where she wants to go next. This is the last stop before...
There was a slight chill in the air, but Rouran paid it no mind. She did not begrudge Yvain's decision to celebrate with his friends. She'd whiled away a wonderful few hours with him, and it had felt, if not pleasant, perhaps natural...modern...to abandon each other to their own plans. She made her way up the Guild Hill, arriving at the vai Ullan estate. T...