A Modern Metamorphosis
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Ash took a deep breath.
For as good as life had been for the trainer, things were starting to become... stale. It felt as if he was stuck in a loop of sorts, unable to break free no matter what he did.
"I just want a change." he thought, laying down in his bed. Sleep came quickly, with him unaware of what would await him come tomorrow.
As the morning rays of sunlight pierced through my bedroom window I was awakened from the most intense dream, reenacting what had happened the night before. My throbbing hard little cock was gently humping against the sheets of my bed while I couldn’t stop thinking about the amazing big black cock I had in my mouth just hours ago. I could still taste him on my tongue, and I could smell him on my lips. What had happened to me? Why was I so turned on by all of this? I thought to myself, ‘Maybe it...
This is the first part of my second novel. See my profile for details.-------I: THE METAMORPHOSISMy name is Shawna. At least, according to my driver’s license it is. I used to be Shawn Milner, a relatively successful businessman with a bit of a drinking habit. I had lived as Shawn for twenty-seven very satisfied years, taking what I wanted from life and giving it my charming company in return. Even when that company was unwanted.I was handsome, bold, strong… I really had it all. Not that I...
As the morning rays of sunlight pierced through my bedroom window I was awakened from the most intense dream, reenacting what had happened the night before. My throbbing hard little cock was gently humping against the sheets of my bed while I couldn't stop thinking about the amazing big black cock I had in my mouth just hours ago. I could still taste him on my tongue, and I could smell him on my lips. What had happened to me? Why was I so turned on by all of this? I thought to myself,...
We are, by my standards, a pretty average couple. We are in our late forties, both very attractive and successful, and have both been career driven throughout our lives. We have raised three beautiful c***dren, the youngest of which left home three years ago. My husband is a wonderful, kind man that I met shortly after I graduated and started my career.I was attracted to him because of his stunning good looks and his quick wit, which both still shine from him brightly. He has been the most...
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Metamorphosis By Julia Manchester Copyright 2008 Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of the characters or events portrayed to any person or entity, living or dead, is purely coincidental and unintended. This work also includes mature subject matter and may not be appropriate for those under the age of eighteen. Part 1 1. It was nobody's fault, really. The truck was passing the car on the highway when the car in front of the Strattons had a blowout...
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No sooner had Jack done this and had stood up to head down stairs when he saw a little green flash and heard a familiar pip emanating from the top of Susan’s dresser. Her Lifestyle Nudism identity band had also just decided to wake up! Jack walked over to the dresser, picked up the ID band and handed it to Susan who was still lying in bed. “Here you are, sis” Jack said. “Your turn” Susan looked at the unit in Jack’s hand then very quickly began to rouse herself from her bed. She threw down...
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Iss ke sabhi readers ko jay singh ka namskar meri pichali kahani Dimple didi ki chudai” aap logo ko bohut pasnd ayi or mujhe kai mail bhi mile isske liye me aap laogo ka tahe dil se shukriya ada karta hu or aaj ek nayi kahni le ke aap ke samne upasthit hua hu. Ye kahani mere or mere dost ki he kesse mene or us ne uski girlfriend ko thoka jada samy barbad na karte hue me kahani pe ata hu Ye baat pichle sep ki he subha subha mere dost ka phone aya or usne kaha vo mujhe pik karne aa raha he uska...
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I am Achyuth (name changed) 28 years old from Bangalore, 5.8with an good looking. Anyone interested in secret relationships in and around Bangalore can reach me at [email protected] and I can assure you full pleasure with utmost secrecy.This is a story about how one average freakish encounter on FB turned into one of the best nights of my life. Just scrolling through FB, and looking into friend suggestions, there was a request from an unknown person in my inbox. I curiously peeked into...