*** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! *** It was a Friday. I remember that. Actually it's not really surprising, it was always a Friday, the day my stepfather worked late and I got home from college early. It gave me time. Which wasn't re...
"That wasn't a bad burger," I say as Michelle and I finish our late dinner. "Yep, not as good as Smitty's but good," Michelle agrees. "Another beer?" She asks offering me a bottle. "Dr. Ripley, are you trying to get me drunk?" I joke. "Thought you might need one so you can tell me your story." I take the bottle but put it down on the table without openi...
My name is JoAnne. I met the man who was to become my Master through his cousin during a summer visit. I was 19 and Bill was 19. This was 40 years ago, but I can still remember it as if it had happened earlier today. Even at the age of 19, I had had several short term relationships with various men. I had loved to fuck ever since I had felt my first cock in...
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,...
Tal'Marin stooped in the deep snow and carefully examined the ground. There were drifts up to her eyes or higher in places, but here under the firs the snow was not as deep. She was surrounded by the huge boles of ancient fir trees in a primordial forest that stretched away for leagues in any direction. The snow here was fresh, which was usually a help to he...
I'm a recently divorced man; I'm 38 years old and have been told several times, by women that I'm rather attractive and a catch. I've always shrugged it off, but after my divorce, whenever I went to a nightclub or bar, I've been hit upon many times. I was watching HLN one morning and a contest caught my eye. They were having a promotion where anyone could e...
Madison stared blankly at her computer screen. She was wearing a pair of tight destroyed jeans and a t-shirt that she had quite literally cut in half so that almost her whole midriff was exposed. She never wore the shirt anywhere but to bed, but she did quite like sitting in her bedroom, looking at herself in the mirror, and thinking about how much of a slut...
Author's Notes: Thanks for all the comments and e-mails. Please keep them coming. Writers fuel themselves on comments. It makes me happy people enjoy my portrayal of Medusa! Check out my bio for details on what I'm writing and when you'll see more. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Darian~~ The journey was not as easy as he'd been h...
Sydney's trip to Amsterdam was exactly what she wanted it to be; a little alone time to wander around a new city, relax, and let loose for a few days. She biked everywhere, enjoyed the cafes, met some locals in Vondelpark, and saw as many Van Goghs as she could. All up and down the canals, flowers were blooming beneath rows of ornate, narrow houses. Of cour...
To all my readers, a big hello. This is my maiden story in Literotica. Being an avid reader for many years, I had many stories in my mind to share with my friends. It was not until recently that I decided to start writing. This story is filled with lust betrayal paranoia and psychological affirmations of the carnal mind. Feedback is much appreciated and woul...