THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READING ONLY -------------------------------------- Evening, all. There's nothing like an old time copper . . . or, at least, there's nothing like the fun and games the old time coppers used to get up to. This is the way it used to be when PC stood for Police Constable instead of Political Correctness. --------------------...
First Game It wasn't just black pride that made Greg keep his dick out in public, but a hatred of baseball--hand and cock, the fuck-you metaphor for the sport. Besides all of that, it was a beautiful day--sunny and too hot, one joyful setup anywhere else outside of the stadium. But inside, America's favorite pastime made the air feel as boiling as much as...
I've always wanted to be the sexual plaything of others. I've wanted to be tied up, or down, and used and abused. I've wanted to be fucked in the ass, suck cock, do both at the same time, and do it while being tormented. Perverted, huh? Well what makes it even more perverted is that I appear to be a normal, white middle-aged, American guy. No, I'm not gay o...
Part 1: A Snack Before Dinner Four days have passed since Chrissy's adventure at Futanari Palace. Since that glorious night he only goes by Chrissy, he no longer identifies with the name Chris. He has begun dressing only in women's clothes, with full makeup and a wig. His coworkers weren't all that surprised by his change in behavior, they have suspected hi...
I awoke to a chorus of songbirds. Sunrise was just getting started behind the ridge at the rear of the hotel. Regatta Bay was still shrouded in darkness; scattered clouds glowed pink and orange in the indigo sky; a sallow near-full moon was sinking in the west. I imbibed the clean, crisp, salty air. I love that lonely, tranquil time when the night's reign is...
It was somewhat before 7:00 am when I woke up. It was dark in my room, but I could hear the soft breathing of a sleeping female in my bed and I could feel one of her legs draped over mine, as well as one of her hands resting limply on my torso, just between my breasts. "Nat?" I asked groggily, assuming that the identity of my bedmate was my teenage neighbo...
(All persons engaged in sexual activity in this story are over 18 years old and any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental) ******** With all the packing, cleaning, and unpacking, moving has to be one of life's biggest nightmares. However, as a 45 year old, recently divorced man trying to start over, moving meant I was taking...
I did re-think Major Gomez's offer. After all, the prospect of continuing to fight AFOTA was more than a little daunting. But I was partly serious when I told Gomez that I didn't want to give up a promising military career. Maybe - just maybe - there was one commander, somewhere ... who would actually want an officer who could show initiative, and act inde...
*Thanks to Alwaysready64 for editing and contributing some snippets of this story, and PASTMASTER for his beta reading. *All sex described in this story will be between adults, 18 or over. *There is no sex in this Chapter. ****** Chapter 7 - Recovery. I woke up to an incessant beep, beep, beep. My vision blurry and my head throbbing. I went to grab my h...
So there I was standing staring open mouthed at my wife as she stood in our bedroom doorway looking equally as stunned as me. Why? Well because I was standing there dressed in her underwear. I could see the absolute horror on her face. She looked like she was going to faint. She bumped against the doorframe as she reeled and staggered out towards the kitche...