A few years ago, midway through President Pelosi's first term, I overcame my typical inclination to avoid risks and accepted an invitation to visit the apartment of two women—total strangers—who had just discovered that I like to wear panties. Becky and Jude will be along in a few paragraphs, after I tell you the odd story of how I came to meet them at preci...
I hate bars, especially being alone in one. So, I make the best of being stood up. I pretend like I meant to be here, all dressed up, in a slinky, off the shoulder red dress, by myself. I migrate from the bar to an open booth, so I can people watch more easily. As I walk, I have to tug my dress down my thighs as it tries to ride up. Nothing is ever quite lo...
The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
My best friend at school was a boy called Simon Doughty. We went to primary and secondary school together, always in the same class. We lived in the same street and played together out of school. My father died when I was ten years old and my mother never remarried so, I suppose, Simon's father became a sort of father figure for me. He was a long- distance l...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I was a skinny, lanky boy with big eyes, long eyelashes and a mop of dark brown hair. I tried to avoid looking in mirrors because I thought I was ugly and, when I did catch sight of my face, I looked permanently surprised. My great, goggle eyes, stared back at me from their rim of...
I used to write these on Tumblr, now on Fetlife, so I have a few to post quickly, then I'll be adding new ones as I write them * Walking up the drive from work, I put the key in the door and pulled the post from the inside of the door. It had been a long day, but it was finally the weekend and I was ready to relax. I always got home before my wife, Katie,...
CHAPTER 2: Where There's Smoke Four days after 'the incident' at my front door there was a fire in my apartment. It would later be determined the cause had been faulty wiring. The result? My kitchen was destroyed as was a good part of my living room. The wall between my kitchen and bedroom had a gaping black hole in it. What the flames didn't ruin, sm...
All persons are over the age of 18. *** As we lay in bed recovering Marguerite poured me a glass of white wine. "That was fantastic baby." She purred "You're all woman now!" My anus felt tender but in a nice way. I reached around and slid a finger into my gooey hole. I was slick with Marguerite's cum. My own cum was soaking into my panties and stocking...
(All characters participating in sexual activity are age 18 or over.) Princess Freyalise Monica Dargento (known merely as Frey to her classmates and instructors at the Concort Mage's Academy) was bored out of her mind. She had just slogged her way through an early afternoon Alchemy lesson. A lesson that she had found incredibly boring on account of her alre...
CHAPTER 1 -- the first catch There had to be a catch. There always was. And I fell for it every time. I was gullible and generally crap at life. I went to a crap school on a crap estate in a crap town. I wouldn't say my parents were crap, just a bit disorganized. They loved me and each other, just incompetently. I inherited their lack of talent. When the c...