Second Comings Part I: August Jordan Secord had, like so many professors in this day and age, managed to avoid a tenure tracked position at any reputable university with a breathtaking adroitness that had left his many peers dumbfounded. How could an intellect so curious, a historian and practitioner of American foreign policy of such wide achievement not...
West Coast Rehabilitation Prison Chronicles These stories chronicle lives and experiences of the people housed in the West Coast Rehab prison. All intimate details of their lives, sexual, social, and therapeutic experiences are divulged and examined thoroughly. These stories deal extensively with themes of transsexual and interracial sex lives. Moreover, m...
This is the ninth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 8 first. Thank you to all who read my first eight submissions and provided feedback. This is a work of erotic fiction, and all characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. Since it's been awhile, here's a list of th...
The following story includes transgender characters, Domination/submission, and denigrating terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. This is the second chapter in this series and picks up immediately after the first chapter. I recommend that you read Craigslist Cumslut first. In case you decide not to here is a summary....
Who in his right mind calls me on the phone at 7 a.m. on Sunday unless it's an emergency? "Hello." My greeting to whomever was calling was not exactly warm and fuzzy, but neither was it in-your-face hostile. After all, it could have been my mother. "Tom, hi. It's Kim. I'm at the airport. Did I wake you up?" I wanted to sound more civilized. Really, I did,...
"Oh, don't stop," Phoebe moaned at me. Her hazel hair lay flopped back and forth on the pillow as her head flopped back and forth. "Don't stop! Fuck me, Will, fuck me!" I wondered why she thought I would stop at this point, with my dick already pounding her tight little pussy, or how I would even manage to. I was really just trying to hold back the flood of...
This is a 2014 Valentine's Day Contest entry. ~~~~~ Edited by ~~~~~ Willow bounded up the steps to the staff entrance breathing crisp fresh air and ready to start her new job. It was three weeks into the new year, and she would finally be able to support herself. When she graduated from high school four years earlier, the economy forced her to accept tempo...
After the strenuous and pleasantly exhausting sex with Dr. Kimberly Geiler-Callaghan on Saturday afternoon, I had expected to awaken Sunday still tired and maybe even a little sore. Instead, I awoke refreshed and invigorated. In fact, I was so alert that I decided it would be a good day to begin my outline for the project my EE master's chairman had suggeste...
Day or Night, you could always tell the Chicago skyline. I was on my way back home from a conference for medical devices. Before I knew it, I could tell the difference between a scapula and a speculum This was for a job that I never wanted, but really couldn't pass up because it let me wear women's clothes all the time. I actually preferred the old-style nu...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...