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© Copyright 2012, by Leslie P. Lowe. All rights reserved. [email protected] Synopsis: A sissy is publicly exposed by a beautiful girlfriend with a wicked sense of humor. The story begins as they meet in a hotel bar. Feline Frolic 1 By Leslie Lowe It all started when I took a seat at the bar of the Faraway Hotel near the giant Oak Hills Mall, about three o'clock on the appointed Friday afternoon. Donna walked in right...
© Copyright 2012, by Leslie P. Lowe. All rights reserved. [email protected] Synopsis: A sissy is publicly exposed by a beautiful girlfriend with a wicked sense of humor. Donna gives Kitten a peek at her true intent. Feline Frolic 2 By Leslie Lowe "Happy half-birthday, Kitten!" Donna said, handing me the tiny but precious pink and white package. "Well, open it, birthday girl!" Sandi said, passing by. "I'll be...
This is a female authoritarian sissy boy story, although with a softer touch than many others. There is sugar and spice and everything sissy- nice! So, if lots of frilly outfits, swishy milk-sop behavior and a little kinky sex are your thing, please read on. If not, thanks for looking anyway. It is also a purely fictional fantasy work. No references are intended to portray any actual persons, places or events whether past or present. This chapter is rated X, as there is sexual...
A short one but a good one. enjoy!I was at Bradford beach pavilion in Milwaukee and Nicole Koglin and Angelica Duria were sitting at a table on the top deck and I went over to them"hey fox six wake up ladies" I said to them."wow I'm surprised you recognize us off camera" Nicole said as she turned to me. I began checking both of them out."wow you look..stunning" i said to Nicole.She starts laughing, "c'mon really dude you know I'm married" she says. "can i get a hug, a peck on the cheek?" I...
I had never even touched a girl much less kissed one and here was the pretty little kid, naked as far as I could tell although I was trying not to touch her, here she was in my sleeping bag, kissing my belly and chest and then my neck and my mouth, her hands pawing everywhere. And sticking her tongue in me, wiggling it in my mouth. She pulled it out, leaned back, smiled in the moonlight and said, "Hi, Billy, aren't you glad to see me? Your cock sure is." And she stroked it with her...
Spring is the time of renewal, a time of regrowth. And as spring came forth in the surroundings of Barbara Anderson and Teresa Scalia new things and ideas were being born. On a more personal note Barbara was experiencing some very intimate regrowth of her own. Having suffered a most humiliating experience at the hands of Roxanne Starr, Barbara's golden bush regenerated itself. Roxanne was foiled in one regard. When Mark Anderson discovered Barbara's shaven pubis he was genuinely quite...
The drive into work this morning was nail-biting. Big day a head for me. I was busy changing channels on the radio, eating gum and trying to navigate my through the heavy morning traffic. I was going through the whole scenario in my head. Would Jack try and catch me out with a few things or would he be as sweet as honey? I then turned my attention back to my driving. I liked to have a bit of fun on the way in, usually to take my mind of the usual boring routine. This morning I had managed to...
I let the music lead my body, let it guide my hips to sway to the beat, let it shake my ass and jiggle my hips with abandon.“Drink your whisky! I want you good and drunk,” you command me, and I raise my glass in a toast to you, giggling and dancing still, and drain the shot in one. Then I wave my glass at you and you snatch it from my fingers, grinning. Having refilled both our glasses, you hand me it back to me and raise yours in a toast.“To sluts,” you say, making me giggle again. I’m...
The drive into work this morning was nail-biting. Big day a head for me. I was busy changing channels on the radio, eating gum and trying to navigate my through the heavy morning traffic. I was going through the whole scenario in my head. Would Jack try and catch me out with a few things or would he be as sweet as honey? I then turned my attention back to my driving. I liked to have a bit of fun on the way in, usually to take my mind of the usual boring routine. This morning I had managed to...
Straight SexTobias wriggled on the seat of the coach, trying vainly to find a soft spot in the worn upholstery so he could doze for at least part of the uncomfortable journey. Across from him, his lovely Lucy caught his eye. She smiled briefly at him while listening to the voluble farmer’s spouse seated next to her, giving seemingly endless hints and tips about preserving summer season fruit and vegetables.He mused on how wonderful a vicar’s wife she had become in less than two years of marriage, as she...
HistoricalThe following day after a restless night Beth headed out to a riding stable located about fifteen miles away. It had been a few months since she'd last ridden and she was looking forward to it when she pulled up in front of the stable block. She was greeted by the owners a couple in there sixties, who had run the stables as long as Beth could remember. "Hello Beth, long time no see," said Charles Granville "Hi Charlie, Meg, how's it going." "Fine." "Real good thanks." Beth...
No one payed much attention to the girl as she studied the animals. One leopard was lying in the shade. It was a young female. It raised its head. They watched each other. Then the cat lowered its head and went back to its reverie. The girl continued to stare. She was fascinated. When her father was drunk he became angry. He would lash out. Her mother carefully dressed her each morning before school to hide the bruises. On the weekend when her father was home she would go out. She went to the...
The smell of steaming rice and the fumes of teriyaki sauce being painted on soft, juicy chicken enter the room, setting the mood for the usual dinner. Mother always cooked like this of Fridays. This is the only day of the week that Father would come home early from work and the only time where I can converse with him. It's quiet in the kitchen at this time. Mother and Father isn't on good terms right now. The absence of Father from the home worried Mother. She would come up with the most...
InterracialI arrived at the county lockup before breakfast was served. The guard let me bring in an unopened container of yogurt and a bottle of skim milk for my client. Desmond "Tiny" Huntley grinned when he came in and sat down across from me. His grin grew when he saw he had a choice of a healthy breakfast instead of the runny eggs, grits, bacon and coffee that were served every morning at the jail. "You'll be going home today," I said. He was pulling the top off the yogurt and he stopped. He...
The ringing telephone startled me from my poolside reverie. My wife answered the phone, listened for a moment, and turned toward me. "Ben, I think it's one of your sisters," she said with a puzzled look on her face. "She sounds upset." I sincerely doubted any of my sisters would be calling me. I was the black sheep of the family, the youngest child by 10 years. My sisters resented the preferential treatment – real and imagined – given me as the youngest by my mother and as the lone boy...
It was six hours later when Elizabeth drove to the airport to pick up Pam. I offered to go but Saturday nights were Daddy-Daughter nights at the Wallace/Vargas-Wallace household. Lauren and Lauren took to one another like two peas in a pod (or two Laurens in a living room, I guess) and before a few minutes had passed the duo was lying side-by-side on the carpet coloring socks to make puppets. My Lauren put her head on the older girl's lap midway through The Lion King and fell asleep. It was...
Elizabeth was apoplectic when I arrived home. She seemed poised for physical violence and I could tell her hold on her frayed temper was tenuous. "Why in the hell did you see Tiny Huntley again today?" she asked through clenched teeth. "Are you intent on getting yourself killed? If you are, just say the word. Because I'm about ready for that." I looked at her calmly. "Tiny and I have a business arrangement in this one particular area," I said. "I needed to let him know that I...
The man on the witness stand had testified before. I could tell that from his answers to Tony Baker's direct examination. I could also tell that Baker had no chance to prep this guy and that the guy wasn't interested in being in the courtroom. "Officer Scarborough," Baker began. "Detective Scarborough," the man corrected. "I apologize," Baker said. I saw his shoulders tense. He was getting no cooperation from his own witness. "Detective Scarborough, did you find yourself at a park...
I was happy that I at least left on a high note as I rode the elevator to the 14th floor of the county courthouse. It didn't last. Al Castille had two other people in his chambers – Tony Baker and Valerie Dwyer, the elected district attorney for the county. I had met Dwyer only twice – and that was enough. She was nearing the middle of her first four-year term in office. From the outset, she set her sights on bigger things, namely moving across town as a federal prosecutor or taking a seat...
It was the Tuesday following the Wellses' abrupt departure when Elizabeth called me at my office. Our offices were only five floors apart but we rarely visited each other during the working day. The legal section of Children and Youth Services did not hang out with prosecutors. I was surrounded by granola eaters that think every child is a snowflake. I guess I agreed to a certain extent. I spent enough winters in the North that I think snow is a pain in my ass. I feel the same about...
I drew stares as I entered the district attorney's office and asked to see my wife. They all knew who I was. But it was highly unusual for me to pay a social visit to Elizabeth's office. "It's important," I said when the receptionist told me that Ellie was extremely busy. The woman frowned but buzzed Elizabeth. She appeared at the door a moment later and the receptionist buzzed me through the security measures. Elizabeth smiled and took my hand. "Come to see my new office?" she...
My wife arrived at home that evening with a trunk filled with boxes. I could see she had a weekend of work planned. That was OK because it freed me up to grab Lauren and spend all weekend playing games with her, going to the park and having fun. If Elizabeth was too busy to participate it left more hugs for me. I was OK with that. "Where do you want these?" Ellie asked as she carried the first of a half dozen boxes into the house. "Wherever you want them is fine," I said. "They're...
My Keenan counsel was nowhere to be found when I checked out our new digs. It was an unused judge's chamber so it was nice. There was an outer office for the staff. There was a spacious inner office and a separate private office. I figured I would share the big office with whoever my Keenan counsel wound up being and we would use the private office for meeting with witnesses. The judge had also allocated two other smaller offices – one on either side of the chambers – for our use. I was not...
To say the Pickle was ecstatic with the news would be an understatement. I wondered, briefly, if she were about to start jumping for joy. Thankfully, if she felt that way, it passed quickly. I was also thankful that she didn't ask where the money was coming from. I had given her a general overview, for which I think she was grateful, where I explained that Huntley's sister had established a defense fund to help defray costs. The smile vanished from her face as quickly as it...
I arrived for my initial meeting with The Honorable Leo Tagliotti with plenty of time to spare. In fact, it appeared I had so much time to spare that his administrator left to me stand in front of her desk for several minutes while she conducted a series of personal telephone calls. Midway through the conversations, Jane Cummings joined me. We stood together for several seconds, glancing at one another. I had little dealings with the judges who heard criminal trials, so the woman's actions...
It was the weekend following Thanksgiving when I finally got the chance to sit down with the evidence. The Pickle had admonished Judge Tagliotti and she had forced him to offer an apology to Jane and me in front of our staffs. More importantly, at least in my eyes, she relegated him to the newly created post of overnight arraignment judge. In order to keep the court staffed during its busiest times, she assigned him to work from 10 p.m. to 8 a.m. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday...
I found Elizabeth and Lauren sitting at the kitchen table with coloring books and crayons when I got home. I was hours earlier than normal and my daughter, who I hadn't seen awake and alert in three weeks, jumped off the chair and raced to give me a hug. I scooped her up and kissed her on the end of her nose – which wrinkled in the most adorable manner – and tucked her on my hip as I turned to Elizabeth. My wife greeted me with a warm smile and a wink. I did my best to return the smile but...
Lucy Barrett was in the office when I got back and I was able to add an additional unhappy look in my direction. "You really thought it was a good idea to chew out Judge Valasik in public?" she asked. "It was not perhaps the best idea I've ever had," I agreed. "However, the timing seemed appropriate. I don't know if she thought I would back down if she confronted me in the hallway or if she just has no concept of propriety. Either way, when she braced me, I fired back." "She...
I survived a sleepless night and managed to get Lauren to preschool on time. I got to the courthouse and headed straight for Jane Cummings' office. She wasn't in yet but I saw one of her investigators and motioned him over. "Any luck with the second video?" I asked urgently. "None," he said. "I'm headed out to the motel to see if they have a backup copy. I doubt they do. Most of those places don't keep surveillance video very long." "I have to have that video," I...
I picked Lauren up at daycare just like nothing was wrong. She gave me her normal hug and then clung to me as I carried her to the car. She was babbling a mile a minute as I strapped her into her car seat, telling me in great detail about a picture of a cat she had drawn that day. We went to the house and went through our nightly routine. We played on the floor with her dinosaur action figures and read a story aloud. We were just sitting down to her favorite meal – fish sticks and macaroni...
Elizabeth was holding a photo in her hand when she walked out. She was studying it intently. "What is this?" she asked. I pulled it from her hand, the cell phone still in my hand even though no one was on the other end. "There are two more coming in," I said. " Print them for me, please." At least I was polite. The photo was from a red-light camera and was of the rear of a gray Ford Escape. I could clearly see the license number, not that it meant anything to me. There was no second...
Breakfast was a strained affair. For the second night in a row – and the second night of our marriage – Elizabeth and I slept apart. I bedded down in a guest room while she returned to our bedroom. I had begun to wonder if Elizabeth's professional life was more important to her than the life we'd built at home. I would never have to ask myself that question. I would gladly give up my career if it brought an end to the sort of tension that the past few days had delivered. It seemed that...
It was snowing and 12 degrees when we flew into the airport in the town where Pam and Lauren lived. It had been close to 60 and sunny when we left our city five hours earlier. Two state troopers would meet us near Pam's house to perform the arrest. We would have to extradite her to our state to face charges but no one thought it would pose much of a problem. The week between our meeting in Judge Valasik's chambers had seen my life return to an even keel. The four of us put our heads...
I wish I could say Pam's arrest and the sealed indictment on Wallace Mann was the end of the story. In a nicer world, maybe it would have been. But we don't live in a nicer world. The world of jurisprudence is filled with violence, hubris and greed. All three were a part of Biff Wells' sad legacy. I had made arrangements with Lucy Barrett to handle Pam's plea deal. We didn't know who the prosecutor in the case would be but Judge Valasik promised that she would apply pressure on...
The next six months moved forward so fast I could barely keep up. February saw Elizabeth at the state capital for most of the month. She spent a week telling her story to a legislative subcommittee and another week being interviewed by the State Police Anti-Corruption Squad, the group the attorney general had appointed to investigate the Combined Drug Task Force members and the groups that might have corrupted them. Then she spent 10 days testifying about her actions as a member of the Task...
In an amazing bit of irony, several people in the drama came out smelling a lot better than when they went in. Judge Valasik retired from the local bench to accept a senior position in the Attorney General's Anti-Corruption Unit. Pam became an icon for women who stand up to abusive partners. Lucy managed to leak a little of Pam's life with Biff Wells – not to mention Wells' plan to send his daughter to prison for his crimes – and the media ate it up. That vaulted Lucy up the charts as...
Mariko and I met for lunch at Crown Center – a large indoor mall in downtown Kansas City. We were both reporters at two KC newspapers and had begun an affair at another midwestern paper before meeting again. She had full lips, haughty cheekbones, ink-black hair, large, liquid, deep brown eyes and a body and mind to die for. I was married, soon to be divorced and she helped me out of that jam before we eventually went our separate ways about a year later. Because of our work schedules and my...
Erotic"You going to the dance?" I looked over at Rachael. "Yeah. You?" "I don't know if John is going to ask me. With Jennifer?" "Yeah, I already asked her." Rachael and I were sunning on our backs beside the pool late in the summer between our sophomore and junior years in high school. Me in my Speedo, Rachael in her two-piece. Not quite small enough to be a bikini, but getting there. I don't know how it is for brother-brother or sister-sister twins, but when your twin is the...
HOW I BECAME A TRANNY WHORE (PART TWO)After my first night working for Mama T, I was hooked. At least once a week I was a worthless whore at her trailer. I would be at her trailer, ready to serve her cliental. Of course most the Johns picked one of the real girls over me, but there were the occasional guys that wanted some thing different or couldn’t wait. I didn’t mind. I just craved being in this sleazy environment knowing I was nothing more than a piece of useless meat on sale. After...
The female body in repose. What a lovely sight it is. The subtle angles of the neck and the collarbone, the softness of expression and depth of relaxation in the limbs. When one brushes away a wayward hair from the soft, warm cheek, the woman in question moans ever so lightly at the disturbance of their sleep... Some girls, however, have had their sleep disturbed by far more than a gentle brush of a fingertip... Dani: Dani (Danielle Crane) is a young girl who would be considered part of the...
FetishBilly's pretty sister's new best friend was a lovely girl called Yolanda. She was, in many ways, even better looking than his sister who was a first class fox with a killer body and great smile. Yolanda was more mature, almost fifteen. She had really long, shapely legs, and tiny waist, about 22 inches, maybe less, and a fine pair of globular jugs set high on her chest and tipped with tiny, pink rosebuds; matched melons, made for squeezing. Her hair was light auburn and very curly and her...
I spent the warm season hunting beaver along the shores of the great river. The hunt was good, but too many days had passed and each one was now shorter than the last. Cold winds were already blowing from the North and soon the white snows would be falling from the sky. I knew that if I were to return to my home fires before thick drifts filled the land, I would be forced to cut through the rolling hills of the Arapaho. It was a brisk morning, and the skies were painted with the deepest blue. I...
HistoricalHey Guys/aunties/gals…..Let me start off by introducing myself, I am Sunjay (Name changed) working with a MNC in a high position… this incident happened when I started my career as a school teacher say 6-7 years back.. Oops!!! I am 27 now, so it’s obvious that I started my career pretty earlier than guys usually do… thanks to my family’s financial condition…i am a regular iss reader but never dared to submit anything only because i am afraid of certain consequences , then i finally decided to...
There’s annual function in my office by 6pm. I told my wife to plan for the party. My name is Sagar and live in Mumbai, posh area and my age is 40. I had a arranged marriage and since I was wealthy I married a 25yrs girl, Poonam in my native village where I gave dowry to the girls house. Yes it happens. She is a dusky girl with a perfect structure with 34 26 34 figure and she made her hair, curly after she came to Mumbai. Even though my wife was from the village, she is well educated and likes...
I was in college and a senior when this true story took place. Every year the entire boys’ dorm would go out to the lake and have a guys’ only party. Every guy attended because it’s the one party in the year where guys can just be guys without the burden of trying to impress the girls. That year I decided not to attend. I was the only one who didn’t go. I figured I would just have a relaxing night and take a nice long shower. Also, I wanted to watch porn and masturbate. In college, I had a...
Trading Faces, or Call It A Weakness By Bek D Corbin Angela H. Delarosa sullenly strolled down the galleria. Normally, she could find something here to get her mind off of her troubles, even if she had to haul her ass all the way out from NYC to home, sweet home, Greenwich. But there was no getting out from under her woes this time. She was coming slowly, inexorably to the end of her rope. Then she spotted something that knocked her completely out of her funk. She was...
Hello, ladies and gents, and welcome to something special from me to you. I hope this story is enjoyable and, most importantly, make you hot and make you (especially the ladies) want to masturbate. However, if you are not of legal age in your jurisdiction, or otherwise prohibited from reading such material, please do not read this story. I reserve all commercial and non-electronic rights to this work, so if you steal, I will catch up with you and exercise my copyright. If you want...
Hi everyone i m Anandhu i live in Cochin. I m doing my 2nd year engineering. this story is too fresh that it happened before two days. And let me come to the story. My Aunty name sudha(changed) she is so chubby and not so fat still perfect flesh everywhere and huge Ass . She is 36yrs. Her boobs size is 34bb. Let me come to the story. I had a big crush on her from my 10th std. i used to stare at her Ass and cleavage if i get a chance. She lives very near to my house as i go there often. The...
IncestHello AllAs you can see I have a few stories on here but this one is not about my wife and I. As we got older, in our 40s now and started to branch out sexually when the nest was empty, we also took it upon ourselves to say that if something came up in a siutation, with another person and it was right and safe, go for it, life is tooooooo short.My wife and her two best friends (one I have written about) took a weeks vacation on a criuse last year, just the girls and she related to me how the...
Jill heard them honking the horn and almost opened the door. She stopped, turned as if she was about to go back into her room, stopped, turned back to the door, stopped, turned, stopped…finally she took a deep breath and opened the door and stepped outside. Her hands tried to cover herself but there was too much skin to cover so she let her hand drop. “Holy fuckin’ shit.” Cliff said from inside the car. “Dude, I have to agree with you here.” Roger replied not taking his eyes off Jill. Jill...
As Steve approached the bathroom door, he heard the running water of the shower as well as the shower radio. "Sweet, " He thought, "I might get some action this morning after all." He opened the bathroom door and pulled down his boxers, relieving his bladder of its pressure. After he finished, he took the courtesy not to flush and spike the temperature of the shower water. He took his shirt off and dropped it on the floor, then pulled aside the shower curtain and...
COLLEGE INNOCENTS BROKEN "That was an excellent idea we came up with." Sam said. We really out didourselves this time. " Setting up our contacts to throw an alcoholic free party." " Thisattracted exactly the type of female coeds we were looking for." Coeds thatwere very cautious about being taken advantage of once they had a little tomuch to drink." The party had so many attractive, innocent and virginal beautiesto choose from. Another great idea was to have the party just before everyonewas to...
Thursday was Christmas day. Of course we did not work at all that day. I for one rode the tricycle almost all day. I found a restaurant open in the plaza. It was a cafeteria, so I went there for lunch. I even had turkey. It wasn't great, but at least I felt like it was traditional. No one anywhere was open in the evening, so I made myself a grilled cheese sandwich then went to the net to find other people like me. On Friday morning when I arrived at the church site the only thing standing...
I had a couple days off from work, so I just pretty much laid around the house. Daddy came in the familyroom and told me, that Brian had been calling the past few nights. It didn't make any sense why he hasn't been around or coming up to work. I called Brian to tell him to come over, that I had the house to myself for a few hours. When Brian got to the house, I had my robe on, covering up one of my new nighties I bought just for him. Brian walked into the familyroom, seen me playing with...
We met after I answered Lynne’s advert for companionship in a porno mag. We decided to meet at a coffee bar near her flat, and soon found that we had a lot in common. Before long we were chatting about everything, from the prices in the supermarket to different shades of lipstick. It’s strange but at the age of eighteen and with Lynne at the age of fifty-eight I might have felt in awe of her experience, compared to mine but she treated me as an equal and for that I have the utmost respect.After...
(It was the summer of 1990, I had started work as a temporary postman. I had just taken a house on a 1 Yr rental and needed the money.The job was only temporary as I had applied for a number of graduate sales jobs. I lived in a nice part of Nottingham but my first post as a postie was in a really affluent area, lots of big houses with big gardens and tree lined drives.The people were nice but were always in a hurry to go to work. I didnt hugely want to chat as I could go home as soon as I...
Introduction: A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy! Authors Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was...
David, David, David – what are you doing to me? A voice as deep and smooth as chocolate, sexy and purring; it’s the voice that does it every time. I’ve told you this before, but now you’re invading my dreams. How did I get to this point, and will I ever recover? Well, I guess I had better tell you about the dream then, but you’ll have to forgive me if every now and then I pause – I think I might need relief! Well, you know how it is with dreams; you start at a point without really knowing the...
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