Patricia Rosen Bonesworth was extremely serious about her daily routine. Everything she did was done in a meticulous fashion, and nothing was ever done too early or too late. It was in this way that the successful futanari diva could maintain her comfortable lifestyle, and she was as disciplined with her sexuality and career as she was with all other aspects...
This story follows the short descriptive tales of the Blob, a fictional alien character, based in a post war-time, 1960's-esque civilisation. Miranda, big-chested and beautiful, has given birth to a litter of the first part-human, part alien creatures capable of getting inside others and subduing them, and while Jane devotedly follows the orders of her Maste...
This is a continuation of the story and to understand the characters and the context I would recommend reading the earlier parts. Feedback is always welcome. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX As is the norm I woke very early the next morning. I quietly got out of bed and went to the bathroom. After I was finished I pulled on a pair of shorts and left Jo sl...
The clock hit 5 pm, and Kevin sighed triumphantly. His second week here had been especially busy, with the entire office stressed due to a series of projects commissioned by the upper echelons of management. The boss, Eric, usually a calm and relaxed type, was perhaps the most stressed of them all. All those projects had been completed, and now it seemed t...
Three loud knocks rudely interrupted the dark and tranquil Daranssian night. The furred perpetrator reached one clawed finger up to scratch at an ear, catching the glares of two disgruntled guards on either side of him. He cleared his throat and pretended to inspect his claws, their gaze never faltering. Half a minute turned into an eternity as the sounds of...
Cecily Legler Strong sped her heels against the pavement, racing up midtown to Studio H. With each stride, her full cups bounced along her dress, a catsuit of sorts, all skintight and sheen. Those long, toned gazelle legs pounded the pavement, kicking up chunks. She skipped to her own beat, her milfy crow's feet puckering with childlike glee. Today was hers!...
As a married man, is it right or wrong to want to engineer situations in which your wife of 20 years can flirt and tempt other men? Or in matters of lust and sex are there no rights or wrongs? I ask because as a loving husband I have spent several years doing just that. Encouraging and dropping hints with my lovely wife Toni that I wouldn't mind if she flirt...
Glad the first chapter appears to be fairly well received. I have to confess this is my first attempt at writing a story. Hopefully I can continue to please. Truthfully, I'm more interested in the romance and world building but I know what site I'm on so now we'll see Rekka get what she wants. Enjoy, if you will, and please feel more than free to send any cr...
After a long, hot shower during which I shaved, I went to the kitchen and fixed myself a sandwich and sliced some fruit. I prepared a second plate for Karen, knowing that she would probably be hungry when she woke up. I sat down at my laptop in my office and tried to get some work done while she slept. The operative word is tried. My mind kept wandering to...
Getting in from work my first job had always been to turn on my computer to check my emails especially since I had registered myself as a Tgirl escort on a popular online escort directory and since I hadn't really had any genuine interest but as I scanned through my mails I had another notification mail telling me I had a new message so wasting no time I log...