Stan and Kris had been married for six years, she was his trophy wife. He was 30 years older than her, and as a rich corporate executive he felt it his right to have a beautiful young woman on his arm. And beautiful Kris was, a tall, slender woman, with a long mane of jet black hair. Her breasts were smaller than average, but her nipples, when hard, were eno...
I heard about the play from a friend. I had done some acting before, but I was no professional. This was amateur theater. You didn't get paid. Everyone volunteered. It was a lot of fun, though, and you sometimes even got to work with people who really had talent. I drove downtown to the theater one evening. It was a small theater, an old bank building, I th...
Our story begins with a recent refurbishment of a local theater. The local tabloids had done recent articles on the theater: when it was first constructed, its passings of ownership, and its slow decay with the poor economic times. Our two lovebirds had first fallen in love at this theater. They had been following these news articles with building interest a...
It was just like any other day, the only difference was her husband was out of town for a few days and the kids were going to her mom's, so she knew she had some time all to herself. She must have been excited about the freedom she was going to get even if it was for just a couple of days; it was a very welcomed break. Her friends already knew she had some f...
I had been to adult bookstores and have had my share of gloryhole fun, but after awhile I began to feel sexually limited. I needed a larger venue and more freedom to expand and express my budding sexuality without having to worry about condemnation, offending anyone, and, perhaps most importantly, breaking the law. Eventually, I found two venues that met my...
A New Theater to Play In I am driving to a new adult theater with excitement and anticipation building every mile. You see I am a Trans Girl and I adore no I love playing in adult theaters. I love the excitement of having sex in front of strangers, I love the feeling of strange anonymous hands all over my body, feeling me, touching me, being watched while I...
It was the last day of the week, and I finally got home from a very exhausting day at school, lying back on my bed when I entered my room, feeling the fatigue leave my body; last weekend I'd been taken to my rival's farm as her slave, she'd won me after a recent running challenge. My mind recalled the recent events of my loss on the track against my rival,...
The night was sure to be exciting. Mary was waiting for her husband to get home from work. She was dressed as instructed, in a long faux-fur coat and nothing else except her black 3 inch heels. Her nipples were already hard at the thought of going out on the town practically nude. Mark pulled up a few minutes later in his BMW and honked the horn. Mary glance...
The wine was a bad idea. You know you shouldn't have the third glass but it's been such a long week and it just makes dinner so much nicer. He keeps pushing you to have another no matter how much you say no. Of course, you're not fighting him too hard either. But you didn't like the smug look in his eyes when he stared right into yours as he told the waitr...
Thank you for the comments. Some people gave suggestions for the story, but you have to remember I am just writing what happened, not a piece of fiction. If I'm not sexy enough, then look elsewhere. :) Also, some people asked how I am now and what I do to satisfy my cravings. As I mentioned, I am just a regular person, but I still need to satisfy myself seve...