The following story is true. I've spent a lot of time reminiscing about this night and how my life changed afterward. I hope you find this to be both fun and inspiring. -Amy Marioux ***** It was a Friday evening and I was on my way into the city. I still had another hour or so to go. My husband and I live in the boonies with our two young children. I was...
Connie's Weed, Part 2 — Standing On The Bosoms Of Giants A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the si...
Road to Mount Gagazet Late night. In the trees. Waiting for Raine. Knowing it might be awhile, he got comfortable on the stump he casually referred to as "his stump," at least when he set out to look for it. It was just the right height for his legs and wide enough for his ass and far enough back in the woods to not be spotted at night, but still close eno...
Sigh...don't I wish that this were true! But, it isn't. This is a work of fiction. The characters, places, and events are the products of my imagination, and any resemblance to people living or dead is coincidental. Julia's skin was so sweet - perfectly smooth. A full-scholarship college tennis player, she had that tautness of muscle tone that went beyond t...
This is a story about swimmers, so therefore, it must be a stroke story. Right? Am I right? ************************************* There were three generations of blondes occupying the table at the food court in the mall I had recently begun to manage. I had seen them before, perhaps each Saturday for about a month now. With each visit they captured more...
Hello there, my beautiful readers of the finest perversions and smut! Before we begin: All active characters in this story are 18 years or older. Highlighted kinks include exhibitionism, voyeurism, light BDSM, age play, lactation, incest, race play, bi play, con-non-con, and group sex. The point of view changes from time to time in this tale. I've separate...
Mike marveled for a moment at the geometric perfection of the fluttering Fairy bartender's flight path as she weaved her way across the grimy bar. She left a current of glitter in her tumbling wake, a jetstream of twinkling dots of light that settled slowly in the smoke-filled air. He watched as she zipped back and forth across the length of the bar, filling...
This story is a complete work of fiction and is only to be taken that way. If Transgender sexual ideas offend you then do not read. If you are not above age 18 then you should not be here anyhow. ***** On the interstate I grabbed us a drink from a cooler Annie had prepared for our ride. She made remarks about how perfect the outfit was for me. Also how sh...
This story is my offering for the "Welcome to the New World" event. It's little rushed so cut me some slack. I finally thought of an idea and hope this fits in with the premise. My thanks to the group for inviting me and the encouragement they've given. Thank you for the beta read and the editing of my story: y'all know who you are. If there are any major m...
This is the second install of David, Holly, and Sophie's story. Many thanks to Bill and Dave for pre-reading and providing valuable feedback and, of course, I owe much to Vandemonium1 who is endlessly supportive and always helps me dig a bit deeper. This chapter comes with the usual warning -- I've done my own editing which is never a good idea as one beco...