Foreword: This is a work of fiction. It is not based on any real situation or people. I created it (in my sleep as usual). It's subject matter is adult consensual fetishes, focusing on M/f parings. Contrary to what is stated at first in the story, all persons depicted are over 18 years of age. If you have not reached the age of majority where you live, (cons...
Thank you, Erik Thread for your editing skills and suggestions, particularly with the ending of this story. This is part three of a three part story. The story is finished. Chapters are posted on the site about every day, which means the entire story will have been posted before the first part appears on the list of new stories. People seldom step outside o...
Yup, main character of this story is still transgender. *** "No, 'Frozen Moon' is the name of a specific poem, it is not a figurative frozen moon right here." "How can I tell the difference?" Shae asked. Learning the metaphorical Rei-sa dialect was actually even harder than she'd imagined. Including Rei-sa, she knew six different languages but learning th...
Scott made sure that he had the apartment he moved into clean and most of the old furniture that was left over was gone. The few old, battered pieces that he could make something of were moved downstairs - an old rocking chair and a sideboard - but he kept pair of chairs and an old table, using a spare sheet as a tablecloth. The living room was massive, in f...
Chapter 4: A secret fantasy In spite of her common sense telling her not to fall for the obvious trap, Daphne entered Jared's apartment again. Between the open kitchen and the dining room there was a high bar-like table with two barstools, where he gestured to sit down. After he summed up a list of available beverages she chose white wine. She observed him...
Sharon Carter tried not to react when she found The Black Widow Natasha Romanoff casually stretched out on her bed, but despite all her training she couldn't stop jumping a little. After all, she had got home almost an hour ago, had dinner and watched TV without hearing a peep or noticing anything out of place, meaning that the deadly assassin had broken int...
Dawn and Jill had departed to their separate ends of Mark's home. Jill and Mark's room was to the right as you entered. Dawn's, and a room Mark used as an office, were down another hall to the left. The living room was in the center of the home, with the kitchen behind it, combined as kind of a great room complete with a cathedral ceiling. As double wide mob...
Once again, thank you for the comments and the feedback. If you haven't read the first four stories you might want to start there. Feel free to send me your thoughts. I will respond. Don't forget to vote. Enjoy. * The last few days had been a hazy blur of torrid sex. Everywhere I went I seemed to encounter a cornucopia of juicy pussies, bountiful tits, and...
There was the usual small talk, as the two slowly worked there way past the gun point stage. Val told of his story of having left Halford station a little more rushed then usual and of his fathers propensity for helping the 'grounders' and of his ongoing effort, for all his intents and purposes to become one. Zeke was mostly silent save the occasional grunt...
Well here it is, almost the last chapter of this story. The last part will be up next week, I’m just about finished. This part and the last part of the story were co-written by a very special lady without whom you wouldn’t be reading this. Enjoy! James spent the first hour of the car ride eying Shannon’s sexy body, while trying to keep up with their convers...