Azizah was sitting on a swing, watching her two kids playing at the front of the house. Nobody was home at that time, except the maid. Her hubby Azman was at the library, Earl had been out since morning, while Ting just left home to visit her friends. Ting had asked Azizah to accompany her, but Azizah just felt a little too lazy to travel, and preferred to s...
As we rode towards her place, she told me a little more of her story. Her name was Alex. She was one of those little boys who never felt right. She always liked playing with the girls, with dolls & dressing up. She always felt like a girl in a boys body. I totally remembered the boys we called "fags" or "sissies" growing up. The ones you just knew were diffe...
Lamprey Lust: Special BE Edition (Based on Surrender in the Swamp [pic] By Little White Mouse) By The Preve June 8, 1959: Sara Jean Cosmetics, a rival to Mary Kay, initiates Project Galatea, an ambitious ahead-of-its-time attempt to revolutionize body modification through cosmetics. Too far ahead, it is a complete failure, resulting in the company's ban...
HOUSEBOAT WEEKEND - Day Three The digital clock on the wall informed me it was 7:10am. Walter’s arms were still holding me tight against him. We’d both slept through the night without either of us moving. I kissed Walter lightly on the cheek, not wanting to wake him. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep, not waking for another hour. I could hear someone...
Karen, Kathy, and I are smoking bong after bong of my best Thai stick as we celebrate her new apartment, only a block from campus. We are drinking Black Russians, and getting into an argument. It is heated, passionate, and ultimately futile, I think. "Men have no respect for women! They don't even remember us the day after they make love to us!" Karen seeth...
My friend Jason had come a long way to visit me in Annapolis. The drive from northern Maine took him well over 14 hours and he had been exhausted. He said the trip had done him good. The driving had given him a lot of time to think about the events of the last few weeks when his wife left him for another man. They had had a rocky relationship to begin with a...
"It is a lovely night," Harold Talbot said as he rested his head on a folded blanket. The full moon in the clear sky lit the world. The weather was warm, the grass beneath him was soft, and Gwendolyn lay beside him. All was right with the world. Harold was a barrister and despite the jokes enjoyed his job. Large framed and large handed with gentle brown eye...
This is a rewrite to my story published earlier. It has been greatly helped by my editor SlaveGirl70! I hope you enjoy. ------- That scorching summer morning we awoke late to the sun beating in through the windows. After lazily rolling out of bed we decided to stroll down the street for a bite at the local coffee shop. "I'm just no good until I had my fi...
I was eighteen years old, full of beans and on a tour with my Cricket Club. After our matches, we stayed at various hotels and most of our players, who consisted of randy forty somethings having been set free from their wives, looked for sex anywhere possible. They'd do anything in a skirt, and with boobs, as long as they got to cum. Two of the other younger...
Early the following morning, they ate breakfast and then left. As soon as they were out of the house, Vincent noticed that the weather was cold and rainy. Nika was very surprised when she experienced the cool and humid morning air. Vincent figured that it was probably because of the fact that she was not used to such cold temperature where she lived. With b...