I looked at my watch, "Fuck it...nearly six, ...I bet they will be closed!" I parked the car and walked towards the shop. It was raining, it was cold, a typical January Saturday. "Bradley will fucking kill me if I forget my suit!" I smiled to myself. "The man's a dick for getting married anyway!" I walked towards the door, 'Fuck, is it open?' The lights we...
Continuation of this story that involves forced fem, forced bi, discipline, humiliation and submission. Not your thing, move on to another story. * We got back to her house and she opened the car door and let me out. I followed her into the house and she went and set down in her chair and I just stood there in front of her. 'Present sissy boy.' I droppe...
John had broken up with Angie, his girlfriend after what was like three years. They dated their first year of college then they moved in together and were serious for three years. And none of our friend circle saw the break up coming. And we sort of rallied around John as he tried to pick up his life. Which included going out and getting him to go out wit...
*Before... I open my mouth and pump the last bits out of him and show him and Sarah's sort of become invisible as she recorded all of this. Alberta's standing and staring from the doorway and I show her too and her wide eyes widen more and then I swallow it. I rise up to standing and deeply kiss Leon. "That was perfect, worth all those years working for...
NOTE: I always appreciate comments. You can read my slightly longer message on the first part of the story, but the gist is... I like my themes, you might like other ones. But I always enjoy comments, regardless of their content. **************** It helps to read part one where my neighbor starts to take control of me by using his incredibly hot step-daugh...
Over the next few days I removed most of my male clothing from the house and donated it to Goodwill. I met Wendy as she got out of work each day and we went shopping. The first time was for regular clothing. Skirts, dresses and blouses, leggings and shoes and regular lady's sportswear. Thursday it was lingerie night. I ended up with multiple bras and camiso...
My name is Marjerie. I'm thirty-nine years old. I was married to George when I was only twenty. He left when I was just twenty-three and Charles was only two. I got an uncontested divorce three years after he disappeared. Charles is the only thing George gave me and the best thing I've ever received. Charles is now eighteen and just graduated from high scho...
Pepper returned to the room and sat on her new bed as she unpacked her things; Marie helped her stow things in a wardrobe and chest of draws allocated to her. The blonde smirked at the new girl as she blew on the brunettes nails she'd just completed; she would enjoy painting Pepper's nails. Pepper bounced softly on the large double bed; the plug felt so nice...
A story by wendi marie st.clair She was looking at girl's blouses the first time He saw her. Of course, most of the world wouldn't have seen her as a "she" at the moment, but wearing her flare-leg, hip-hugging jeans that were obviously from the junior miss department and the androgynous purple t-shirt that showed that she shaved her body, she looked like a...
Years ago life was very different to nowadays, for a start pubs shut at 10.30 unless they had and extension for special occasions, they had different bars such as the main or public bar, the lounge and sadly no longer, a room called the snug. This room was usually used by the 'older generation' or people who wanted a bit of quiet/privacy. We had married sev...