Ben climbed from the Metro up to the street and took a deep breath of the Spanish spring air. He headed north into L'Eixample, looking forward to collapsing in his room after a long day of sightseeing. His mind wandered back to the lovely young lady he had briefly encountered earlier that morning and he wondered whether he might, by chance, run into her agai...
Chapter 7: Destiny - A Goddess Realized "Dear Goddess Destiny," She grinned in delight when reading his introduction. "Now that's more like it," she thought. "Goddess Destiny. I like the sound of that." "I don't want to ever lose you. I love you. I have always loved you. Although my actions have not always been above reproach, I hope you will consider thes...
It took quite a while for my wife and I to come to terms with the fact Amy had given herself to my life-long enemies. However we eventually, albeit slowly, settled down and concentrated on looking after our children. We spent many hours revisiting the last few years, reliving the activities we had indulged in and talking out the tremendous and traumatic affe...
On this summer Sunday Jack Cunningham stood in the kitchen in nothing more than sagging Y fronts. Julia, dressed in her church-going clothes, stood before him, snapping out orders. She was telling him to dust all the front parlour, sweep the hall, take the carpets out and beat them on the clothes line. Jack stood, sheepish, holding the failing elastic with...
I have to be honest with you. I've been having an affair for over four years. My husband, Irving, is aware of my affair and he's down with it even though he can't share it with me. It's my affair and mine alone but he encourages it. We've made a lot of money from it. No, it's not something illegal or blackmail. It's not like any affair you might imagine. It...
Even though they were not combat tested, Rhys felt like they were ready to start to take the battle to the Om. They had discussed how to proceed at some length. Rhys recognized they needed help on many fronts, but the immediate threat was the Om, and they needed intelligence and logistical support. So they had picked their target. Leslie Clarke was the dire...
(In the 1950s it was Coopers Jockey Y Fronts that were the fashion statement in male underwear. Goggle, and explore what I mean. They were high waisted. They did not sit on the man's hips but rode higher than the navel. A big Y shaped opening on the front was their hallmark. Elastic kept the legs tight- until they got old and worn and the elastic became infi...
Author Note: This story contains futa on male domination. Also, the word 'Shemale' in the series title was used before I learnt that it was an offensive term, and I will not be using this word in any future series titles or in the stories themselves, unless they are sequels of already created works so people can find the continuation of those specific storie...
One of them broke out from the rest. Her steps were long and powerful. Gwen looked up at her, knowing she would have to even if she weren't kneeling. She didn't waste time, gripping the redhead's hair in one hand and bringing her close to her crotch, where her flaccid cock hung in wait. It was at least four inches at the time, something Gwen was eager to cha...
I met Sam three days before her birthday. At the time this information was nothing to me, and she was just a shadow within the day to day of my life. The school cafeteria was busy the day we met, though I cannot recall exactly why. Some sort of event, one of the many ways my school sought to break from the minutiae of every day and supplement education with...