Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... read more
I met her during the summer. I was only nineteen and working to save some money for college. I had been raised by my grandparents who had both passed away over the past year. After the burial costs I was far from wealthy. My parents weren't around so I was on my own at a young age. I had moved a cou... read more
"Thank goodness for modern science," Ali said as she smoothed her tight black skirt across her shapely hips. The tall brunette turned this way and that in front of her mirror, admiring her taut, toned, and trim figure. Her hands moved up from her hips to cup the twin handfuls at her chest,... read more
Kristy a travaillé pour Le Matriarcat. Cela semblait plus officiel que ça ne l'était vraiment. Comme si c'était un "Nouvel Ordre Mondial". C'était en fait un club dirigé par des femmes spécialisées dans certains services que les hommes paient grassement. Cela pourrait être appelé prostitution selon ... read more
« Vas-y, embrasse-le, Christina. Tu sais que tu le veux ! Je suis Christina, et c'est ma petite amie, Sandy, qui me dit d'embrasser la bite dure de "Jamie" alors qu'elle dépasse de sa culotte en satin noir baissée. Son sexe est dur, mais doux au toucher, et mon cœur bat la chamade alors que je le... read more
Friday "Commander Cromartie?" Lt. Commander Edward Cromartie, USN, turned toward the voice that had spoken his name. He saw two female naval officers, a tall willowy light-skin Black woman, and a short Asian one. The Black one was wearing the uniform of a full commander, the Asian of... read more
Ash regarda sa mère, incrédule quant à ce qu'elle venait de dire. Il comprenait la prémisse de base de ce qui s'était passé, mais le raisonnement qu'elle avait dû le déconcerter. "Pourquoi ?! Pourquoi ferais-tu ça ?!" Il a plaidé, la voix légère et désespérée. Elle haussa l... read more
Je savais. En regardant en arrière maintenant, je me rends compte que j'ai toujours su. Je n'ai jamais rien fait à ce sujet, jusqu'à ce que je sois prêt mentalement, émotionnellement et physiquement. Je suis né Matthew J. Smith au milieu des années 70 en Amérique centrale aux États-Unis. J'ai grandi... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
The predator peered through the bedroom window and smiled; he couldn't believe his luck. This woman was just to his taste; he felt himself begin to stiffen as his eyes devoured her; he couldn't wait until he had his hands on her. In his mind he played out the scenario that he envisaged would soon ta... read more
(Some prior notes about me, this story and my writings: If MALE bisexuality, crossdressing or interracial sex bother you, don't even bother reading this further, much less commenting. Many have had secret fantasies about what it would be like to be the opposite sex, during sex. Some of my influences... read more
The reasons I am not writing this myself. I have finally convinced someone to do it for me. She promised to post it on the Internet, but only as fiction. I suppose it is a bit unbelievable. It all started with the best of intentions. I had married my love while we were still in college. She... read more
My Own Worst Enemy Let’s face facts. The so-called the "War On Drugs," "Just Say No," and all the other anti-drug campaigns are complete failures because they ignore reality: getting high is fun. College students drink and take drugs to break a boring routine; the poo... read more
"Daadddd, est-ce qu'on doit vraiment faire ça ?" ma fille pleurnichait. "Je suis aussi mécontent que toi, Tracy, mais je ne pouvais pas dire non. Tu es stagiaire dans leur magazine l'été prochain, tu te souviens ? Un bon tour en mérite un autre." Elle m'a juste fait la moue. Tracy est une étud... read more
Sometimes I get in the mood to suck a dick but I’ve never considered myself gay. I’m @ the very least bisexual but I don’t like to limit myself to that either because I think it restricts my sexuality. I get turned on watching all types of sexual situations that you could think of;... read more
Sometimes I get in the mood to suck a dick but I’ve never considered myself gay. I’m @ the very least bisexual but I don’t like to limit myself to that either because I think it restricts my sexuality. I get turned on watching all types of sexual situations that you could think of;... read more
original= manual-sissificar-a-tu-novio-4979 Used google translate, found some pronoun/object/context issues, and I believe ladybug = ladyboy Sissify Your Boyfriend Manual MANUAL FOR WIFE/GIRLFRIEND TO SISSIFY YOUR MAN, DISCOVER HIS SUBMISSIVE SIDE AND TURN HIM INTO ?HORNAND? AN... read more
JOUR 1: mardi 25 C'était le matin de Noël quand j'ai entendu frapper à ma porte, ce qui était, bien sûr, très étrange à dix heures du matin. À midi, j'allais chez ma famille pour Noël, et j'avais rarement des visiteurs inattendus. Toujours dans ma robe, je me dirigeai vers la porte et fus s... read more
Ma femme, Jill, était à Denver pendant douze jours pour assister à un séminaire médical pour les chirurgiens plasticiens et ne devait pas revenir avant quelques jours. En raison de son travail, elle assiste à plusieurs séminaires, à l'intérieur et à l'extérieur de l'État, parfois un jour ou plusieur... read more
La dernière feuille d'automne est tombée au sol alors que j'emballais le dernier de mes livres dans une boîte en carton. Je n'en ai jamais lu aucun, mais ma mère était catégorique pour que je garde chacun d'eux. En raison de problèmes financiers, notre emballage et notre déménagement ont été retardé... read more
