Avril sat on the couch holding her heart in her hands. She wasn't crying. Sitting next to her, Ted wondered if that would change. Still staring at the damning picture on her phone, Avril asked Ted, "You think her tits are fake?" "Not as fake as her nails," Ted said, trying to keep things as light as possible. "They could be real," Avril said, zooming in...
Jamie watched her from the far side of the vegetable aisle, risking the occasional glance from behind the safety of the beefsteak tomatoes. Long, skinny fingers – devoid of rings of any kind - handled ripe cantaloupes, squeezing them and testing them for ripeness. Her eyes were hidden behind oversized sunglasses, the kind one would only see on supermodels an...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
Nissi "Hey, did you forget to sleep again?" A voice rumbled from over my left shoulder. I glanced at the clock displayed on the terminal screen, which told me it was just past six in the morning. I had been running pharmacological simulations on one of Todai's servers of the action beta-amyloid treatment that my team had been developing for the past few we...
Day 24 On Wednesday morning Caitlyn was alone again. Jon was long gone; it was, after all, nearly nine in the morning, and he had been at work for almost two hours. Caitlyn, for her part, had very little to look forward to; the new semester at Shellview State would not resume for another few weeks. Jon had suggested she look for a short-term job, an idea sh...
This is a fictional story as was part one. The content of this story may not appeal to everyone. It includes female domination, crossdressing, strapon, lesbian, gay, and such. Just keep in mind that it is fictional and should not be taken seriously. Otherwise just enjoy the read. ***** It has been almost a month since my wife Mary discovered my secret. She...
Author's Note: Need to lose weight? How about some incentives? That was the conversation I had with DFWBeauty years ago that spawned this story. This is a long Brownwood story about cheating, betrayal and recovery, and isn't much of a BTB. It's more a man's long road to reach a place where he can survive between his fantasies and the real world. It's a long...
Summer 2014 – Brownwood After my Fourth of July altercation, I tried to avoid people. I was able to stay away from Angie and Erica for a few days, but not from those at work. "I hope the other guy looks worse," Maria said as she tilted her head to examine my face better. "Other guys," I said softly. "Are you okay to work?" "Yeah, but I probably nee...
Mom is trying to act nonchalant, but I know she is bothered by my decision to spend the afternoon with Mitch. It's not Mitch himself that is of concern to her, it's just that she is afraid I'll form an emotional relationship with him and end up getting hurt. She has told me that she trusts my judgement, and for the most part she does, but doubts linger in...
When I awoke I took a deep breath and I got a big whiff of a sweet lavender smell, I also realized I had a warm body pressed up against me and my hand was cupped around a breast. Then I felt my cock was rock hard and was pressed against what felt like some ones ass which caused me to move my hips making my cock rub up and down the crack of her ass slowly. Af...