After the glorious sex with Mistress Celia, Frank spent the rest of that day doing housework with Justin. His mind was all awhirl. To all outside appearances, Mistress Celia seemed to be the beautiful woman he had lusted after when she was a waitress at his favorite bar, but now he knew that underneath her clothes she hid a wonderful piece of man-meat. His n...
This story is fictitious and no characters in the story are based on any real person, living or deceased. The activities described in this story are neither condoned nor recommended by the author. While this is a standalone story, readers are advised to read Chapters 01 through 04 before reading this so they gain an understanding of Ellie-Mae's history. Sc...
I feel this story needs a quick intro. This was inspired by one of the first pieces of erotic fiction I ever read, The Factory by Tr_Veller. It's a similar story, but it's with a genetic girl and not as much sex, still it was an amazing piece. I tried reaching out for permission to basically borrow the idea and take a trans spin on it, but haven't heard back...
After the break up of two relationships in the last year, I decided to take at least a six month break from dating. I figured time away from singles bars and blind dates would do me good. But being 31, taking a break from sex was not an option. So, I reverted to the old stand by, the internet and masturbation. Any kind of porn you want can be found online an...
Two years ago, my girlfriend and I were seriously looking to buy a home on the Olympic peninsula of western Washington. We had been pre-approved and were looking at a home that was recently listed. It had problems that were out of our range of expertise and decided to pass on it. The agent representing the property was professional and when he asked us if he...
"So, what I'm trying to say is... Will you marry me?" Oh God! This is a pretty big decision, and I don't know what to do!!! "Can I maybe have some time to think about it?" "Sure baby," my would-be groom replied with suppressed disappointment. I tried to assure him that it wasn't a bad thing that I needed time to think, but it felt like he was preparing to...
I dreamed that I was hiking through a mountain forest, the descending fog thickening so that it was difficult to see more than perhaps ten yards ahead. The taste of the fog was slightly acrid on my tongue, its scent unnaturally sharp, its feel similar to a fine mist. Yet I trudged ever onward, turning left at the switchback to continue the upward trek. Aft...
After the Opera by The Accidental Goddess Another round trip to Sydney, hardly had time to recover from the one last week. But I'd booked 2 pairs of opera tickets some time ago. So we saw Traviata at the Uproar House and the following night la boheme on the harbour. Both fine productions, myjohn hadn't seen either of them, I know some of the arias by heart...
Tamara and I set out on a partly cloudy, cool fall day to beach-walk, packing some sandwiches, cameras and a couple beers. I'm wearing some tight, slender jeans with a nicely tight thong underneath, along with my lightly insulated, maroon windbreaker with black turtleneck and embroidered black bra underneath. Topping it all off with conservative earrings, ba...
I. Opening Scene You overhear co-workers talking about an adult site for hookups. You write down the name. At home, later that night, you explore. You are amazed. Men of every type are all before you: an erotic buffet for your selection, some elegantly dressed, others just a hard cock. You are surprised, but your eye is not shy. You moisten at the though...