(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part seven of my tale.) * I could see and hear Sarah's a...
I was on a business trip, staying in a hotel, and I went the bar for a drink. I was sipping my beer when my eyes met those of an attractive woman my age, late twenties. She was dressed in heels, stockings, blouse, and a pin striped business jacket and skirt. I smiled and to my surprise and delight she immediately got up and came over to sit next to me. I had...
This is, ostensibly, fan-fiction of a friend's OCs who are in a "Will they? Won't they?" kind of relationship right now and is me giving them a kick in the ass to resolve the plot thread already. There is a lot of romance and "soap" up front followed by breast expansion to sizes I usually avoid but am making an exception for since this is the culmination o...
I have always had a kinky mindset, even from when I was a young lad. Every time I played cops and robbers, I was the one volunteering to be cuffed and held in jail. There was simply something about the act of losing control; of being at someone else's mercy and doing anything to please them. The sensation of surrendering has been and continues to be, engrave...
Better the Second Time Around This story is fictional. Events portrayed did not occur. Chapter One My name is Ethan. Nine months ago, I had left my home state and moved to Oregon, a suburb of Portland, to take a job with a small PC dealer, troubleshooting and repair shop. I walked the distance between home and the shop daily. Also within walking distance...
Authors note: I'd like to thank my friend and editor Jim for assisting me with this piece. - - - - - "So, it sounds like your weekend was a success." I took a sip of my wine and thought for a moment. My friend and mentor Edith asked me to lunch on Monday and I'd shared the details of Friday night with her. "I have to admit, I was a little worried, but i...
Disclaimer: All characters who are depicted having sex are over the age of 18. 'Cause otherwise it's icky. This story contains futa on male sex, futa on futa sex, pheromones, excessive cum, excessive vaginal cum, excessive vaginal secretions, cum inflation, one SSBBW futanari, being facesat by said SSBBW futanari, gender transformation through sexual transmi...
What does pussy smell like? Musky? Sweet? Fishy?-whatever the smell, I have rarely experienced a feminine aroma that smelled overtly bad. Many people say they all smell different, and it's been my experience that this is indeed the case. Sure, there are similarities like the dominant "musk" that so many people describe, but like fine whiskey, each one is di...
Chapter 20: Robin Sunday was a day of rest for me. The women slept late as they had been up into the early hours of the morning. I awoke midafternoon but lay in bed until dinner time. I was confused and my body hurt. How could I allow these sadistic women to continue torturing my body and play with my mind? Sure, I was getting plenty of sex, but the payment...
Here I am, it's been over a century, but here I am. I'm going out to a club, a social gathering, merely and simply for fun. I am going there without the need or duty of protecting someone, some sort of territorial dispute, or cloak and dagger deal. No, pure fun is tonight's agenda. After I shower I head towards my closet. I walk naked all the time in my hous...