Chapter 2: The Party The week was very busy getting ready for the party. All of Auntie's staff was invited, plus several students and professors that I didn't know. Well, this presented me with a small problem: Not all of them knew I was transsexual. I asked Auntie if I could wear a wrap skirt in order not to freak anybody out. She told me with a bit of a s...
As soon as my husband returned, I couldn't wait to tell him about my adventure with Colin. My husband understands my needs and desires and he was quite excited as I told him the events of the day. "Three times! He made you come three times before he came himself," he said. "I give up, I'll just leave you here and come and visit occasionally. I can't compet...
Part One You know, I blame the dream. I mean I'm not some bi-curious harlot. And the prickle of my cheeks in David Gandy's underwear section of Marks and Spencer's proves I am certainly no lesbian. So, yes, I blame the dream. Where did it come from? Why should I, after years of red-blooded cock loving, dream of splaying on an altar (!) with my knickers off...
Edited by notemale. ***** The aquarium service did not come because of the heavy rain. They came the next day. But my husband was around so I have to drop my apron plan and changed to a much milder tank top and jeans shorts, outfits to keep my exhibitionistic blood warm. My husband found out I was braless. He took his chances to tease me, touching my brea...
A pair of handsome, well-built twins named Bob and Brent attended Suburban South High School. They were complete opposites as Bob was a shy, reclusive virgin, while Brent was an outgoing womanizer. On their eighteenth birthday, their wealthy father announced that Bob would receive $50,000 for graduation because of his strong sense of morals and respect for...
Janet is an aspiring author in her late twenties. She received a bachelor's in English Literature with a desire to write fiction, but school loans made it necessary to get a job right out of college. Writing and working a day job is tough, so it took her six years to get her first draft even close to finished. Even then, it wasn't ready to submit to agents,...
It was going to be the first time Ella had posed nude and though it was for her art class and therefore appropriate she was still apprehensive as she waited. It wasn't as if she were a prude or that no one had seen her body it was just that no one had seen it for a while and she was aware as she followed Leslie, who had just finished her hour posing up on to...
Smokey Saga #12: "Give Me A Little Credit Here" ***** Intro #1: This is a tale first written as a play script. It has its share of romance, but no sex (though still a cute, spoofy little yarn). It's my first in "Non-Erotic." This bounces between first- and third-person. The first-person parts are bold with the girls' initials in parentheses. And even after...
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting pain. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characte...
MI CASA, SU CASA "Warren, have you taken the garbage out yet?" "No, they don't pick up until noon tomorrow. I'll put the garbage out when I go to work in the morning." "It's better to do something when you think about it. I would be just like you to forget in the morning. Then I would have to do it." (Whispering) Heaven forbid you might have to do someth...