Please read A Crossdressers tale part 3 before moving on to this story. *** I slipped out of the sticky lubed up rubber, rinsed it and hung it on the rail to dry. Knowing full well I'll need it over the weekend. A quick shower and I jumped into our very large queen sized bed and began to nod off. Soon I was disturbed by someone squeezing in at the side of...
Beyond all expectations, it had arrived. After months of requests for more measurements, photo references, and ultimately, more and more time, a large crate awaited her, within which, amidst the expected tons of packing peanuts, was- A hobby. No, hobbies involve balsa wood and glue. Yet this endeavor was obviously far too involved to be merely an interest....
I love turning my husband into a fuckboy. He's always been a great fuck with a thick, 9 inch cock. But he's turned into a great ass and pussy worshipper and also a wonderful cockwhore. He worships my bald pussy and loves to suck and lick my asshole. We love sex. He also loves cock. It started with dildos and strap-ons and cum squirting rubber cocks. Now he...
I'd met Joan at a company function and we had formed a friendship in the subsequent weeks of casual dating. We had a mutual interest in art and the theater and enjoyed going out together. Although she was a very attractive lady there was nothing in our relationship other than the good night peck on the cheek as we left each other to catch our separate transp...
Chapter 01: First Dinner When I lived in the East, I had a girl friend Lois. She shared a house, or really an apartment, with two other women. One was a chemist and she was hardly ever home. Margaret was a linguist but worked with us -- we were graduate students -- in the Computer Science Department. We all liked to have nice dinners. We were not fast-food...
Sarah thought she had the easiest job on the farm. All she had to do was to keep the owner's house clean, and stay out of the barn. Sarah was 19, and being a college freshman, she was happy to find the easy job. The pay was outstanding, making enough to keep her book costs down to nothing, and still being able to buy some new clothes every so often. Sure, sh...
The Trick is on me. Allison works nights at a second job and gets home a late at night. I thought I play a little devilish trick on my wife one night to give her a hint of what I wanted. I went to bed naked hoping Allison would get the hint I was looking for a little action when she came home from work. I lay on my side so my back was toward the door. I le...
This is the detail of my favourite fantasy, written down at the instruction of a good friend. He asked me what I thought about most often as I masturbated and I decided it was the Rubber Doll fantasy. This is expanded a little and hopefully a better read than my shaky and misspelt original. I arrive at a hotel, somewhere, and go to a room which has been p...
This was probably my very first attempt at writing adult fiction and was more of an effort at exploring my own fantasies and thus work out what drove me than any serious effort to entertain others. Reading it now, it seems simpler and more direct than my later work and may be better or worse for that. I will leave it to you the gentle reader to decide... *...
Borghild's movements were a tad mechanical, which was only to be expected. Indeed, she marched in a military style goose-step, which contributed strangely to her kinkiness. Lady Sally asked Victoria to summon the captain to the playroom, on the grounds he would be fascinated by the technological advances manifested in her new automaton. Her slaves gazed...