Initially, I was nervous. I had no idea why I had been summoned to the dean's office, though it could have been as a result of any number of shenanigans in the dorm that I'd been involved in. It didn't make me feel any more comfortable when I saw that my R.A. was already in the dean's office when I was sent in. I'd felt that my R.A. was pretty cool and had a...
We spent most of Sunday with me dressed in the clothes for work on Monday. I practiced my feminine appearance. Sitting was very natural for me. I was already sitting like a woman does most of the time. With either my legs crossed or together. Walking was getting easier. It was learning to eat again, and carrying myself that gave me the most problems, though...
I knew I had gone too far. My secretary had passed my desk, and without thinking I had reached out and brushed my hand along the curve of her bottom. I didn't plan it. I just did it without realising what I was doing. As soon as my hand touched the coarse material of her grey pencil skirt I panicked. What was I doing??? She spun around and there was a loud S...
---- Monday ---- "I know you wanna fuck me." "Actually, I don't." He said. We shared an office; company expansion, phenomenal growth, and all that shit. So, they said there was no other solution, at least until they built a new corporate headquarters and had more office space. That could take years! "Come on, every guy I ever met wanted in my panties. I...
Amy was captain of the university swim team. She was tall, slim, with beautiful dark hair, pale skin, and playful chestnut eyes. I had a major crush on her, but she never seemed to notice me around campus. One day at the start of the summer term, I saw an announcement that the swim team were inviting new trialists to join the team. After some consideration,...
Authors note: Of all the stories I've posted on Literotica the one that drew the most comment (although, curiously enough, the lowest vote rating) was Sam's Story. Almost everyone said they liked the story, but that it fairly cried out for a Part 2. To everyone who sent a valid email address with their comment I replied that not all stories had happy ending...
*This is a story in three parts that will only makes sense if read in order. *This is Part 1 * My name is Susan, and this is a story that you probably haven't heard before. They say that revenge is a dish best served cold, but I found out that revenge is actually best served naked. Allow me to explain. I'm 5'10'', about 155lbs, 36-28-36 with natural C-cu...
I used to fantasize that I was trying to catch my wife cheating on me. I don't know why I got a thrill out of doing that but I did. My wife never had any idea of what I was doing. There wasn't really any reason for me to be suspicious of Linda, as she had never given me any reason to doubt her. I didn't check up on her because I thought she was cheating, I d...
Let me state right off that this is not a defense of abuse, sexual tourism, sexual coercion, lying, manipulation, molestation, rape, sexual harassment, misogyny, or any other such unethical behavior or personal/institutionalized prejudice. This IS, however, a direct critique on compulsory, coerced, and mandatory convention, no matter how that "convention" p...
I first met Elsie when she was about 12 years old. She was part of the Scout troop my wife was helping with. Elsie's mother was one of the other leaders. If there was anything to do with animals you would find Elsie there in the thick of things. She was almost an expert on the raising of goats, yes at 12. She had direct access to one of the college profess...