Lately, I've become concerned about my boss. She has always been such an industrious person, regularly putting in long hours on behalf of the company. Recently, however, I discovered that I'm outlasting her, and that she's gone by the time I pack up my computer for the night. My schedule hasn't changed much, so it must be her. I've also become concerned bec...
'BASTARD!' She sat on the warm curb-stone of a pavement Taverna, watching people eat. The sensual warmth comes up through the seat of her cut-down Levi's. It - and the close proximity of food - at least, is comforting. The sun burns her neck making her pleasingly drunk, or high, on hunger. She hasn't eaten in two days. 'Down-And Out In Coastal Greece' - sou...
I want to tell you all how I became the Cross-dressing slut I am today. My name is Kylie, and these stories are all true. I could tell you the same stuff all cross dressers seem to say, how I dressed in my mothers lingerie when I was young. How I hid it even from myself throughout high school. How Kylie's voice grew in my head till I couldn't take it anymo...
I saw no point in denying it any longer: I was lost. Or, to be more exact, my travelling buddy, Boone, was lost; I had most of the maps, and we had been separated in this alien city for nearly three hours. The easiest thing to do when you lose a person is to go back to where you last saw them and wait. So I had been waiting on the steps of the museum and, o...
I sat in front of the mirror "putting on my face". That is what my Mother used to call it. At forty-two I saw the signs of age clearly. Make-up helped cover it but I always saw it. Why do women get old and men simply age? It is not fair. No reason to dwell on what I cannot change, at least permanently. I continued getting ready for Allen's office party. The...
Author's Note: I wrote this about nine months ago and back then I thought it was the best thing ever! Looking back on it now I accept that it's actually pretty shit, but in a weird way I'm still proud of it. I hope you enjoy it! I'm looking forward to sharing some of my more recent work with you. Sam * I Lucy Clarke I was sat cross legged on my parents...
Thanks to those who have left feedback, I hope you all continue to enjoy these as much as me. ######### That night, Ursula finished towelling herself off from her shower before getting into bed. Her husband was already there, fast asleep. She was thankful as it meant he would not have heard her muffled screams as she brought herself off to orgasm with her...
After a little more than an hour and a half of sex, I hadn't cum yet. I'd sucked my first dick, dry humped a guy while dressed in panties, garter belt, stockings, and babydoll nightie, but I hadn't had an orgasm. Strangely, I didn't care. I felt like a teenager again, so horny that I felt electric. I wanted to continue being a slut but didn't want to cum and...
Edited by Sprite_65 and bluetrain. Since it starts out looking as though it might be a BDSM story, it is only fair to warn readers looking for stories of that type, that 'A Demon Made Flesh' contains little to no BD, D/s, or SM. 'Demon' will be a plot and character-centred fantasy story, which (as of July 2002) I am expecting to post in five chapters. * *...
What in the name of the gods am I doing? There is a cold crispness to the autumn night air. The sky is clear, letting the stars shine brightly in all their glory. The air smells of crunchy leaves and wet mud. It's rained recently, but my nose didn't need to tell me that. The mud covering my feet is proof enough, and they aren't the only part of me caked in...