I headed for the University campus a little earlier than usual on Monday morning, hoping to catch my thesis chairman Dr. Keller and drop off the project notes Jamie and I had compiled. More accurately, I hoped to arrive before his gatekeeper, Mrs. Marsh. That didn't work out. Doesn't that woman ever leave her guard post? "Hello, Tom," she sniffed dismissi...
This is a long story, a story about sharing my then girlfriend, now wife, with a guy. The conversations contained in this tale are for the most part true and only stray from the truth because I can't remember everything word for word. I appreciate that some people are turned off by this type of story so I will say to them that you should read it if it might...
Dedicated to Toni Bentley "In those first years after my marriage, I discovered that the greatest antidote to bad fucking - or no fucking - is fantasy, and that fantasy's greatest aide is the Pussy Hound: the man who lives to dive ... Most men will lick and suck and drink a pussy - and I'm not complaining. But it is the rare man who does so with his whole c...
This is a story about a guy who can only love with someone if he changes them from a guy to a girl... in time the guy he takes goes through the changes and welcomes the end outcome. If there is anything you don't like about crossdressing and sex changes this isn't the story for you, but if it is read on and have your eyes opened wide. ***** "I hold my han...
Chapter 1: So Like A Woman Sandy had led a sheltered life. Just 24 years old, she had had no other lover than her husband of two years, Sam. Sex was still a bit of a mystery to Sandy, though she was excited by it when it happened and often found her mind turning to it when she was doing some chore around the house. Her neighbour and best friend Sally once g...
Chapter 15 -- Rest of the Thanksgiving Sex Weekend I woke up with Tara's nude body snuggled against one side of me, and Jillian on the other. Despite the morning fog in my head I could tell the bed was wet and smelled of copious quantities of sex. Visions came back to me of how I'd spent the end of the evening and then further spent two middle of the night...
Notes: All fictional characters engaged in sexual activities are at least 18 or older. * This is not a masturbatory fantasy and contains very little sex. If that's what you're looking for, please move on to the next story. * This is not necessarily a burn the bitch story, nor a cuckold story, if that's what you're into then please move on. This story reads...
Copyright PennameWombat June 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual ev...
Up until the time I was married I would have never believed that there were two disparate Americas coexisting side by side forming unequal parts of the same whole; one of unbounded privilege and the other of implicit, soul-deadening servitude. To think that the vast majority of Americans were no more than indentured slaves to banks and corporations that rule...
"Finish up what you're doing, Fleming. Descent Prep starts in T minus two-forty." Flight's voice came over the station's public address system, echoing around the long circular outer corridor. "How does he...ooo, fuck yes, nnhh...always know? ...oh yes. Fuuuck!" Fleming's voice rose with a squeal of delight as Jonah pushed hard into her sweet cunt, pulling...