The space between realities shifted uncomfortably as they gathered. Not a physical location per se—rather a conceptual fold in the fabric of existence where beings of their stature could convene without collapsing nearby dimensions under the weight of their presence. "Shall we call this meeting to order?" spoke a figure whose form seemed to constan...
Katie and I tried to get back to normal after her weekend with Tom, but we weren't doing very well. Every time we made love together all I could see in my head was her being fucked by him, or worse, her being gangbanged by his poker buddies. Katie tried to be understanding and supportive. She did everything she could do but I would only last for about 10 se...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an Editor; no I do not want an Editor. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes it's too long. Yes it's too short. Yes it's in the wrong category. Yes, this is stupid shit, confusing shit....
Jane was up to greet me when I walked into the house Sunday afternoon. I could easily see the effect of the night before. She was walking slowly; her face was red from whisker-burn, her eyes were a little red looking. To my surprise she wrapped her arms around me and clung to me by the door. I tried to ask her what was wrong but she just shook her head a...
*** Transgender-themed stories which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! *** As I belted out the final chorus of 'Summertime', I felt the heel on my right shoe buckle. Of course, being a professional, I carried on to the end. Never let the punters down, the show must go on and all that. At the...
"Melissa, I get the feeling there's something you're not telling me." My wife of fifteen years was acting strange. Usually, she wasn't the type to clam up about anything, but for some reason she looked uncomfortable whenever I said anything about Andre, this new assistant of hers at her office. He had only been working for her for about a month, but obvious...
December 29th (Wednesday) I'd just gotten home from work. I threw off my sweat stained uniform, tossed it in on the couch and made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my boxers. "It's too damn hot in this apartment." I muttered to myself and cut on the central air. I usually hated using the AC, it always grew too cold too rapidly, but it was unse...
The rest of the week had been relatively quiet. Susie got to help Jamie pump once and drank the last few ounces. She had fucked Tim at lunch on Wednesday in the parking garage and of course she and Turk had sex most every night. On Friday Susie got to work right about five minutes late and found Tim already at his desk working hard. She leaned over his shou...
PRELUDE Susan Quantrill or Susie Q as she was known to her co-workers was on her way to Wes Simon's office. He was one of the VPs in the company and they had been having an affair for over a month. Susie suspected that his dyke assistant Crystal would be there that morning as well. She arrived at the office and knocked on the door. Wes called for her to com...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. * It was lunchtime on Friday at the Peanut Bar. The Idiots Club meets here, once a week to share our miseries. The membership is not very impressive, just four middle age guys with one thing in common: our wives are each cheating on us. Bradley Cook, Ray Timmons, Karl Marshall, and myself, John Te...