'Where's my massage tonight Adam?' asked my wife playfully as we sat down to watch the TV. 'Oh... of course... sorry darling.' I replied, jumping to my feet and running upstairs to collect the various oils and creams that I used to massage my wife. Upon my return to the living room, Kerry (Kez to her friends) had taken up her position on the sofa - she moti...
I sat with Jay drinking while the two couples danced. Jay and I talked a little about my law practice. I tried to answer Jay's questions, but my attention was being diverted by Susan and Roy. During a slow number Roy was holding Susan very close. Roy had placed his hands low on Susan's back and I was close enough to see how his fingers shifted over her ass,...
This story is a transsexual fantasy. It still amazes me when we consider the mysterious effects that occur at the subatomic level, and it has been suggested that matter itself can be morphed by subatomic effects. Quantum effects are still not really understood by scientists and maybe never will be, with new effects being discovered like super conductivity a...
First, friends, a confession. This is presented as a SemperAmare story, but was almost entirely written by me, the author known as Vandemonium1. After jointly developing the outline, my partner in crime, CreativityTakesCourage, became busy starting a new business and finishing her professional trilogy. She did edit it, though, and half the concept is hers....
I was on the verge of my second orgasm of this particular battle when I hit hour twelve. At the sound of the soft beep, I forced my eyes open so I could take in the screen. Most of the picture was taken up with the picture of Stefanie, being held aloft by the Enderman as he pounded into her. There were two smaller screens, one showing a live feed camera of t...
Chapter 4 The cold wind blew down from the mountains, sending the orange and brown leaves racing across the graveyard. Jessie waited on the steps of the chapel with her hands in her pockets then turned to face the heavy oak door as it opened. Chloe stepped outside onto the steps, holding her hymn book above her head as if was a trophy. "Found it, Jess. It w...
Joan's Story Author's note: This is part 3 of The Dirty Old Man stories. It's from Joan's POV. It deals with how she has become dependent on the Andrews. This is a fantasy and all characters are fictional. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely accidental. Every character that has sex in this story is well over the age of 18. I do suggest you r...
For Nan This was written 11 years ago for my wife. I hope you enjoy it because I know she did, wink! The is a story of a woman named Nan. 5'6", dishwater blond and a figure of 36C x 24 x 37. Her age is 40 years old and has three children. Her beauty is such that men turn and look as she goes by but she is married and does not notice. The days are warm this...
Hey! Here's my latest update, I know it's a short chapter, but I was too excited to wait. Thanks to everyone who's keeping up with my story! _______________________________________________ I went back after a week. Crossing my fingers, I tiptoed into Noah's, trying to make it to the fish section before Gecko Girl had the chance to spot me. When I reached...
It's time for my annual orgasm. It had been more than a year, sixteen months to be exact, since my last orgasm. According to the contract my Mistress/Wife Michele and I had signed on the night before our wedding, I was contractually entitled to at least one (and not more than three) orgasm per year. However, I had committed four offenses which had added an...