Note to readers: This story is for those that enjoy reading about how a loving husband and wife can share of themselves with others. There is some mention of religion and Christianity, so if that offends you, please find another story. I do welcome constructive criticism. I have had a couple of people to write to me with ideas on how to improve my writing...
Author's Notes: M and M Coltsfoot is a work of fiction. The characters and plot represent no known people or actions. The geographical locations in Texas and elsewhere are quite real, however, and described as best as the author can make such description. The same is true of the several universities mentioned in the story. This will be a rather lengthy and m...
The sunlight streaming through the clerestory window landed on Tracy where she lay reading on the bed. William sat drinking tea, pretending to read as well, but in reality he was studying her naked form. He delighted in the fact that she was comfortable enough with her own body to remain nude, although she complained about a thickening waistline. He could no...
The following story was cobbled together from some of my experiences and those of a close friend. For my part there was indeed a Magda in my life who taught me the wonders of oral sex. The rest of our relationship is based on an experience my friend had with his physiotherapist. Both experiences have generously benefited from our collective imaginations and...
Three days after his injury, Jay felt infinitely better. There was still a throbbing at the back of his head, but the nausea had passed. It was the nausea that had made it impossible for him to stand upright for the past few days, making him feel like a wuss. But he had been cured overnight it seemed, for he was now able to stand without feeling like he was...
Bluette arrived at Maeve's cottage at seven-fifteen, under a riotous Los Angeles sky filled with color. The brush fires in the mountains had lent the sunset a particularly vivid glow, which almost made up for the dense layer of smog worsened by the smoke. Cottage. There was no other word for it. Like something a Disney princess might live in while hiding f...
I didn't go round to see Hayley on the Sunday even though I generally called on her most days. The reason was that my mind was still in turmoil over our very unexpected playtime the day before. I can't say that I never masturbate, but it's not exactly an everyday occurrence. What I can say is that I'd never masturbated in front of anyone else before, let alo...
Tags: futa/cuntboy, futa/female, futa/futa, gender bender, transformation, large cock, doublecock, double penetration All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. ***** "Waaaaah!" Hanna poked me in the arm. I kept my eyes resolutely closed. But her second poke was harder, digging for sensitive areas, and I flinched away. "Ow!" Her voi...
May 24, 2014 - Brown University Although Brown was an Ivy League school, it didn't mean the crème de la crème couldn't party hard. At least I assumed that's what they were doing on campus tonight - despite having a graduation ceremony tomorrow. I was being a bit more...constructive in my last night as an official student. Maybe some of them were too by now...
When I Anya discovered she enjoyed peeing on me as much I enjoyed being peed on it didn't exactly mean that the flood-gates were open for me (so to speak). In fact, Anya took pleasure in doling out that particular favor only at odd, seemingly random times. As with the rest of our sex-life, she is always the one who decides when, where and how we will play, a...