Blessed
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Special thanks to Pete ‘the old fart’ 2018 for his expertise in reediting and reproofing.
Life wasn’t always as comfortable as it was today. In my younger years I had to work long unpaid hours to get the qualifications and experience that now had me in demand. My field of expertise was computers, primarily trouble shooting. To be successful you needed a reputation of being a problem solver, and getting the job done right the first time. Time was money for my clients and if I couldn’t solve their computer problems quickly they lost money. Fortunately, I had good retention and anything I read I recalled immediately as circumstances required. Now, I was not perfect and had my share of failures the first time out but fortunately in all the cases when I went back I did find the solution. Thus my reputation was built and still was growing. It was hard work keeping up with all the changes but I read a lot while traveling from job to job doing my best to keep up with all the new innovations. I had a large pool of experts in many fields that I could call on to consult if I needed their expertise. It was a small closely-knit group all in our own fields but helping each other in times of need. It had worked well for the last thirteen years. Now life was good.
Abbotsville was a city in the Mid-West. My family consisted of Alishia my wife, Jayden my daughter, the pride of my life and our wonder dog Mugs. It was a wonder she thought she was a dog. Mugs was spoilt rotten. Jayden was fourteen going on twenty-two. Over the last six months she had changed greatly both physically and mentally, growing up fast. Her body seemed to have changed overnight from a featureless frame to that of a developing woman. She was now very aware of her looks and like most young women tried to make herself look older with clothing and makeup. She got her looks and body from Alishia; the only thing I seemed to have contributed was her bright blue eyes. She was just less than five feet with long flowing blond hair, which she usually wore in a ponytail. She had long outgrown her training bras. Her young breasts were well formed and very noticeable, at least to me.
Jayden and I were very close. When I returned from a long trip, usually exhausted, she made sure she was on hand to greet me. Lately she greeted me with a very passionate kiss, the kind that really perked you up after a long hard week of demanding work. Jayden always smelt good, with a light pleasant scent and her breathtaking shampoo. Lately she had taken to using lipstick and eye makeup. Her effect on me was always positive. I usually brought her some small item from each city I visited, like a pin or t-shirt with the city’s name. Every time you would think I had given her the crown jewels. I enjoyed my time with her.
I had just arrived from Las Vegas, no not as a gambler but as a computer expert. The job was challenging. Jayden had met me at the door and with her usual kiss and hugs. Her breasts seemed to have really grown in the last week as I could feel them pushing into my chest. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed her closeness and her scent. I felt her body moving against mine then realized she was rubbing her crotch against my growing hard on. When I looked into her face she had a disturbing smile. The little minx was aware what she was doing to me.
After the greeting my thoughts were for a shower and soaking the aches from my body. The warm water felt great. When I dried myself I noticed one of Jayden’s bras hanging out of the clothes hamper. I knew it was not my wife’s as I knew her breasts like the palm of my hand; usually that was where they were when we were alone. This bra was Jayden’s. Accompanying the bra was a pair of matching blue silk thong panties. Examining both I noted that my little girl wasn’t little any more. The cup size was 34C. The material was so soft and now my imagination was really running wild. How I would love to cup Jayden’s boobs in my hands. What really got me hard was the thong. Her scent was heavy, a mixture of perfume and her natural essence. When I realized I was fantasying about my little girl I felt foolish and embarrassed. I returned them back in the hamper but noted the sizes of both; her waist was thirty-two.
At the dinner table that night Jayden was smiling every time our eyes met. It wasn’t the most comfortable meal I have had. In the evening before she went to bed Jayden curled up in my lap while I was watching television. She had showered and was in a very skimpy nighty. You know what effect that had on me considering my discovery in the hamper. I could feel my incestuous erection growing, not caring that she was my own flesh and blood. There was nothing I could do to will it down. Jayden felt it digging into her and moved her body up and down against it.
“Jayden quit doing that.”
“What Daddy?”
She had that all knowing look in her eye. Staring me in the eyes she moved her soft bum up and down my erection. If she weren’t my daughter I would likely do something I would likely regret later. When she leaned over, her open nighty gave me a view of two perfect young breasts topped with large ruby nipples. That was another asset she received from her mother. Alishia’s nipples were nearly an inch long great for sucking. Jayden’s were close to that and were obviously as hard. She knew exactly what she was doing to her poor dad. Teasing the hell out of him!
“I think you better go to bed before I decide you need a good spanking for being so bold with your daddy.”
“Oh Daddy, give me a break, by the looks of your thing you don’t seem to be really interested in spanking me.”
With that she took off to her bedroom on the run. After a cold shower I went to check in on her.
“Are you asleep Princess?”
“No Daddy.”
“Well I likely will be gone again when you get up in the morning but I will be back early Friday night. I just wanted to say good night and good bye till then.”
“Oh Daddy will you kiss me good night?”
“Certainly Jayden.”
As I walked towards her I could feel my body react. I hoped she didn’t notice. I leaned over her to kiss her cheek but she reached up and encircled my neck and gave me a passionate kiss on my lips. Her tongue forced my lips open. Jayden tasted so good, minty toothpaste; my mind was on her other lips wondering if they tasted as good. Jayden grabbed one of my hands and placed it on her right breast. The touch confirmed her nipples were nearly as developed as her mom’s.
“Jayden, what are you doing?”
“Just showing you that you affect me as I affect you, I love you, Daddy.”
I slowly broke the embrace looking at my angel. My body was trembling. It took a ton of will power for me to leave without doing something stupid I would certainly later regret. I slowly backed out of the room.
“Jayden I will see you Friday. Sleep well tonight. Daddy loves you very much.”
When I went to bed I kissed Alishia, gently moving and then mounting her. After she had climaxed I had the strongest ejaculation of sperm, in my mind I was deep in Jayden. When I realized what I was thinking I started to perspire. I did not have a relaxing sleep.
During the flight the next morning I couldn’t concentrate on reading. My mind kept going back to Jayden. I imagined we were lovers. Touching her breasts set everything in motion. Fortunately once I got on a job everything else went by the wayside, by the time the day was over I was exhausted. The building that houses the company I was working for was across from a large mall. I figured there had to be a restaurant there. I was too pooped to drive anywhere for dinner. It was a typical mall full of people. Every time I saw a young blond I was reminded of Jayden. My body twitched thinking about last night. What the hell was wrong with me, thinking of my daughter as a sex object? As I played with my food I looked around. Across from the restaurant was a large Victoria’s Secret. Jayden’s bra and thong rushed into my mind. This wasn’t going to be an easy night. When I left, I walked across the mall into Victoria’s Secret. A young lady approached me and asked.
“May I help you?”
“Yes please. My daughter has a birthday coming soon; I would like to buy a bra and thong set. She is 34C and a thirty-two waist.”
“Well we have a large selection. Wait a moment and I will be right back.”
I looked around as I waited; the mannequins were displaying lingerie I just loved to see on Alishia. I wondered what they would look like on Jayden. I spotted a sheer negligee that came down just below the mannequin’s crotch with no panties. I knew Alishia would love it. When the clerk returned she had five samples of matching bras and thongs. All were lovely colors with lace trim on the bras.
“I will take them all. Do you have plain bags?”
She started to laugh.
“Yes we do just for men.”
“Thank you. By the way do you have that negligee in all sizes?”
“Yes and three different colors.”
“I would like two mediums one in white and one in blue.”
Jayden and her mother had to be close to the same size in negligees. Alishia’s favorite color was white, Jayden’s blue. I left with a large plain white bag and went back to my hotel.
The message light was on. When I called the desk I had a call from Alishia. I called home.
“Hello Alishia you called. Is there anything wrong?”
“No Don. I have an opportunity to fly to the coast and visit Mom. The company has a charter for a conference and they have three spare seats. I would like to go. I would leave Friday night and be back Sunday or early Monday.”
“Well, I can’t see any problem. I will be home early Friday afternoon and won’t leave again till Monday night. How is that?”
“Thanks Don. I will call and confirm one of the free seats. Jayden will take good care of you. She can be your sweet heart for the weekend. She can cook as you know. Maybe you can take your daughter to dinner on Saturday. She would be impressed and she has a new dress.”
“She keeps reminding me that she can cook. The dinner idea sounds good; I will ask her on Friday when I get home.”
After the call I opened the Victoria’s Secret bag. As I handled each piece of lingerie while my mind envisioned Jayden. Her well-curved body would look great modeling each set. Jayden had long well shaped legs. I could only dream of what was between them. That night I slept well remembering the scent of her panties. I kicked myself for not bringing them with me. Again I remembered I was thinking about my daughter and felt embarrassed and foolish.
The balance of the week went fast; I landed in Abbotsville at two in the afternoon. Alishia had called and told me her flight was at three. After getting my luggage I walked to her departing gate. When she spotted me she waved. It felt good to hold her body and kiss her.
“I just landed and you are taking off. I hope you have a good time. Don’t worry about Jayden and me; I am sure we will survive the three days.”
“Jayden is all primed on being your surrogate wife for the weekend. She is excited about going out for dinner tomorrow night. She has already made a hair appointment for tomorrow morning. I am afraid you are going to have a crazy weekend.”
“I don’t think she will be able to take your place.”
“Don’t count on it.”
As Alishia left the area she was waving and smiling. I was wondering what she meant by that last remark. I watched as her plane climbed in the sky. I got home at three thirty, just before Jayden. I was upstairs in my bedroom when she came bounding in. She looked like a wet dream in her school uniform. Her pleated skirt hugged her hips and her white blouse showed that she did have well-developed breasts. She was in my arms giving me a kiss that equalled the one I got from her mother at the airport. I felt my heat rising. She was so soft in my arms. Jayden ran her hands over my face and neck not as a daughter but like my Alishia did when we made love. I felt a chill running up and down my spine.
“Daddy, where are we going for dinner tomorrow? Wait till you see me in my dress. It is just like Moms.”
“Well we can discuss that when we have dinner. I am famished. All I had to day was a coffee and bagel for breakfast. Do you want some pizza?”
“Okay, I will order one. Large deluxe?”
“Sounds good to me.”
“Daddy what did you bring me? I know you have something.”
“Well now that I see you I don’t know if I should give it to you. You might not like it.”
“Daddy quit teasing. You know I like everything you get me. So where is it?”
“Well it is a little different then the usually t-shirt and pins. You have to have enough t-shirts for ten years since you don’t wear them that often.”
“Come on Daddy quit stalling, please, please, please.”
“Ok. I will get it.”
I had the bag tightly rolled up in a side pocket of my suitcase. I was a bit apprehensive to give her the lingerie. I was concerned about how she would react. I handed her bag.
“What is it Daddy?”
“Go to your room and open it. It is a bit personal and I don’t want to start blushing.”
Jayden ran to her room and then I heard her squeal.
“Oh Daddy they are beautiful and all Victoria’s Secret.”
Well at least I did that right. I had just finished dressing after my shower when the doorbell rang. It was the pizza man.
“Jayden the pizza is here. Come and eat while it is still hot.”
Being hungry I grabbed a slice and started eating. I heard Jayden coming down the steps. She had changed to a top and her loose ‘bumming around the house’ pants. I nearly fell when she mauled me into a hug.
“Oh Daddy they are beautiful and all my size. How did you figure that out?”
“Just let’s say daddies know.”
The last thing I wanted to tell her I went through the clothes hamper. Jayden was clinging to me and kissed my pizza filled mouth. She pushed her body into my chest. It was apparent she did not have a bra on. Her breasts were soft like her mother’s.
“Why don’t you just have a piece of pizza instead of sharing mine?”
She broke her strangle hold and sat down. I was looking at Jayden in a different way. How could she have grown up so fast? Instead of a childlike daughter I was looking at a young woman, a very beautiful young woman. The pizza was very good and I felt a lot better now that my stomach wasn’t growling.
“Where would you like to go for dinner tomorrow? We should decide so I can make reservations.”
“How about the “Yee Old School House”?”
The “Yee Old School House” was an old school that was developed into a very expensive dinner and dance club. The meals were fantastic but had a fantastic price tag. What the hell, it won’t break me.
“Ok “Yee Old School House” it is. I will call for a reservation. Would six o’clock be good for you?”
“Yes, six will be fine. I have my hair appointment for three, it will allow me time to come home and dress.”
“I don’t want to rush you. Two hours to get dressed, do you think it is long enough?”
Jayden threw the dishcloth at me, then continued cleaning up. I went upstairs to finish unpacking. I could hear Jayden moving around the house. When I returned to the kitchen she was just finishing up.
“Are you going out tonight?”
“No Daddy, I thought I would stay home with you. Maybe we could get a movie.”
“Ok do you have anything in mind?”
“Something really mushy.”
She knew what I thought of tearjerkers. I liked action and mysteries. There was a rental outlet a block from the house. I walked over and got two tapes, one for Jayden and an action movie for me. She wasn’t in the family room when I got back.
“Jayden where are you?”
“In the bath room Daddy. Will you come up here?”
When I opened the door I find Jayden in the tub covered with bubble bath. I just stared in amazement.
“Daddy, bathe me like you used too.”
“Jayden when Daddy last bathed you, you were in training pants; you have changed just a bit since then.”
“Just a bit? Do you like the changes?”
Jayden stood up and the water and suds slowly run down her naked body. What a sight. Jayden’s full breasts stood out from her body with nipples that were close to her mother’s in size. Her tummy was flat and I could see she had a tuft of blond hair just above her pussy. The suds were slowly disappearing as they evaporated. She was watching me watching her. Jayden slowly turned around to show me her beautiful full bottom. Boy was she developed. Now when she faced me all the suds were gone exposing her pussy. I could feel my mutual admiration society rising to the bait.
“Jayden, you are beautiful but I don’t think you Daddy should be bathing you.”
“Don’t you like me Daddy?”
With that comment she spread her legs slightly opening up her luv lips. Her clitoris was out of its hood. My legs were getting weak.
“Jayden you know I shouldn’t be looking at you like this.”
Jayden had the wash cloth in her outstretched hand. I obediently took it. I went to my knees and started bathing her legs. I was level with her heaven. Her luv lips were very full like Alishia’s. I loved to kiss and lick them; Jayden’s were just as lovely and demanding. When I got to the top of her thighs she moved slowly presenting me with her bum. I was fascinated when she leaned over and then spread her cheeks. What a lovely smooth opening. My actions were driven by instinct. I washed ever part of her bum and lingered on her brown star. I felt it with my finger rubbing the tight opening. She sighed with pleasure. What the hell, I leaned over and kissed it then run my tongue over it, rimming her. Her reaction was pushing her opening against my tongue.
“Jayden I am sorry I shouldn’t have done that. Actually I should stop now before something happens that we both will regret.”
“Oh Daddy it was so nice. I never felt anything like that. I don’t want you to stop.”
She turned around showing me her clitoris, which seemed to have gotten longer. At her age I was surprised at its size. It was sticking out about three quarters of an inch and was as thick as my small finger. I gently washed her pubes and luv lips, spreading them more for my curiosity than for bathing. Jayden was well developed between her legs. Her inner lips were so suckable. I had to use all my self-discipline to keep from kissing and sucking her clitoris. Even with me bathing her precious jewel her scent was evident. What was I doing? I just couldn’t stop. I lathered my hands to do her breasts. Her nipples were hard like gems, hell I wanted to suck on them. When I got to her face she seemed to be enjoying my discomfort. I knew she knew what she was doing to me. I gently washed her face and then rinsed off the suds.
“Now dry me Daddy.”
I toweled off her back and bum and when she turned to me she grabbed my head and forced my nose into her pussy. That killed all my self-discipline. She was dripping pussy nectar and I drank my fill. Jayden’s juice had a mild taste similar to her mother’s. The scent and the taste had me captured. When I latched on to her clitoris she sighed and moaned.
“Daddy lets go to my bedroom. I want you to lick me down there.”
I got off my knees and followed her like a zombie. I knew this was wrong but I didn’t have the will power to resist. My eyes were focused on her lovely soft bum cheeks. I could just see the bottom of her luv lips. When we reached the bedroom Jayden lay on her back and spread her legs wide. I reacted like a thirsty man to cold drink; my face was quickly buried in her pussy. My tongue licked the juice and when I started sucking her clitoris her body stiffened as she climaxed. She continued to push her pussy into my face; I was surprised at the strength of her legs. I pushed her legs up and this allowed me access to her rosebud as well as her pussy. I licked from the tight anus to her clitoris. Jayden must have cum six times.
“Oh Daddy that is enough. I have never cum so hard in my life. Come lie beside me.”
I crawled up beside her and she curled into my body. I stroked her bare body. She felt so good. Then it hit me again she was my daughter. If her mother ever found out I would be an urchin in a very short time. I knew this was wrong but I couldn’t help myself. I looked down at my angel as she fell into a deep sleep. I was able to move down so my face was at her breasts. I started sucking one nipple then the other. Jayden’s hands moved to my head as she cradled my face to her nipples.
“Daddy don’t stop it feels so relaxing.”
I thought she was asleep. I continued to suck until Jayden breathing leveled off to a deep sleep. I slowly untangled myself and left her bedroom. As I walked to the family room I felt a chill running through my body. I just molested my fourteen-year-old daughter. All the stories I had read about just the same thing start running through my mind. How some of the young ladies were scarred for life, never trusting males again. I hoped that didn’t happen to Jayden. I would know tomorrow morning. Worrying about it wouldn’t help me.
I put in my action movie. As always if I got interested all the thoughts in my mind were replaced as I concentrated on the movie. But when it was over, my guilt came back.
It seemed like it took hours to go to sleep. I was dreaming about Alishia sucking me and woke up in a jolt. Someone was sucking me. Jayden was in bed with me, my cock buried deep in her mouth. She was giving me a slow blowjob. I guessed now I could stop wondering about giving her a trauma because I ate her pussy. I went stiff as strings of cum shot into her throat. She continued to suck until I was drained.
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I'll tell you a little about me and how things are, and then you can make your own mind up!I'm blonde 5'-4" and though not tall I do have quite long slender legs, with an hourglass figure of 36-22-36 and the cup size is DD. It's all firm, fruity and it's all natural! I dance Zumba and go to the gym as much as possible so overall it’s all kept in good shape. My own preference is to wear tight sexy clothing to show my curves and I do like the attention this attracts as basically that was the...
Hello this is Sisfucker with red hot incest story. If you like please send feed back at I had just come back from college hostel when my mother Maya Devi told me Sunny Beta you must do one thing. Your Raj jijju has left for Kuwait and your sister is lonely very lonely your sister is young and sexy many men are seeking her body more over she is such a sexy hot bitch. I wish you keep her company so that these horny men cannot get her body. I have convinced Kajal that you are the best man to...
IncestAuthor’s note: Some of the dialogue must be read phonetically since I have tried to give the story the flavor of where it occurs. Say it out loud if necessary. Just think of the Beverly Hillbillies and you will catch on. If you can’t appreciate this then exit right now, please. Mah name be Betty Lou and Ah lives with mah Granny. My Maw run off and Ah don’t have no other kin. Ah’m sixteen, near as we kin figgur, but Ah ain’t sweet lak thet movie. We gets food stamps but Granny never worked...
Tory was lying on her bed in the fetal position, facing away from the door and hugging the teddy bear Mitch had given her. That seemed to be the only comfortable position she could be in right now. She remembered Valentine's weekend with melancholy in her heart. Mitch was so loving and gentle with her. Their first date that Friday night was fun. And, making love for the first time afterwards was fantastic! For the rest of the weekend, Mitch spoiled Tory during the day — taking her...
I am a church-going girl. I don’t go for the preaching and potlucks though. I go to find older men that can give me the transcendent spiritual experience that some people label as “good sex”. Horizontal prayer is my favorite kind and I’ve learned that church-going men are far more likely to appreciate my loving than party boys and such. To give you an example from my past, there is Lloyd. He’s just over sixty and took good care of himself. I avoid the slobs. We chatted at church after...
The old saying goes that “Lightning never strikes twice in the same place.” I’m not sure how scientific or even true by practical experience that may be but I for one know for certain that in matters of the heart… It’s not true. I’ve for the most part led a very fortunate and blessed life. I grew up in a warm and loving home surrounded by family that both kept me humble and taught me the value of kindness and sincerity. I have made very dear and lasting friendships with...
* Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven from many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, a part of Barbra's story, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim-Ch.07-Barbra’s Wish By Frodov * This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past, names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer every day. I reached...
* Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven from many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, a part of Barbra's story, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.09: The Heart Has No Conscience Or: The Guilty Heart By Frodov * This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past, names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is...
BEING GAMMA PROLOGE: This is a work of fiction, describing a 'what if' world if after the Persians sacked and destroyed Athens following the battle of Thermopylae in 480 BC or BCE, if you prefer. The USA is not really all that different of a place, but there are some noticeable differences if Athens had never been rebuilt and Athenian philosophy had never materialized. This is not a war story, rather a social examination of a 'what if' society. ------------------- Randi Thomas...
I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is...
Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life By Frodov This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past. Names and a few details have been changed to...
Being myself with Marian By Jessie I have a short little story to share about an event in my life. It happened when I was only sixteen. I'd always been fascinated with the way women dress. When I was a kid I'd tried dressing up in my mothers clothes until I was caught one day. My mother made me feel so bad about myself that I swore I'd never do it again. She really made me feel like I was the sickest creature alive, when all I was doing was experimenting. I hated her for the...
Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life By Frodov This story is based entirely on true experiences from...
Being myself is good enough for me My mom always used to tell me to stay away from trouble. Did I listen to her? No. Instead it was like was involved in it, a fight here, the police there, yeah you get the picture. I was born to two god loving parents, having a Christian upbringing. Every Sunday we would go to church and I would always have to wear a stupid dress, even though I hated them. The boys could wear pants, so why couldn't I? "Because you are not a boy, honey," mom would...
Can George trust Naadiah, who he has just met, enough to forsake a weekend being Joanna at Dragon*Con to go to Toronto with the promise that he could transition and always be Joanna? Being Joanna A 14 Chapter Fanfic of 'Being Erica' (The CBC TV series that concluded 12/2011) By Sasha Zarya Nexus Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this...
Being Popular By Arecee Popular: approved of, being accepted, example, a popular girl Jason Randall scanned the help wanted adverts until his eyes fell on 'the advert'. "Positions open for self motivated persons with an expanding import- export company, MBA required. Starting salary 96K$. Phone 800 567 8765, ask for Mr. Larson." Jason went to the phone and called the number listed. The phone rang and a...
.==========================================================================Being Husband When I was young I was a fool. When my future wife to be refused full sexualintercourse before the marriage day, I assumed this was quite normal,respectable behaviour on her part, the natural reaction of a nice, middleclass girl true to her upbringing. Only later did I discover that Nadiawasn't 'respectable' at all! At the time though I couldn't see past thesmooth curves of her ample breasts, tightly...
As a young college student my life and my dedication to the joys of being a transvestite had become conflicting. I had to put my college classes first, but living off campus made my female life so much more workable on weekends. I now looked at my sexy mini-skirted flirty self in a very different way now that I had discovered that attracting men had a quite enjoyable side. I realized that there were at least some men in the world that I could trust, and I finally felt so free to be the feminine...
CrossdressingBeing Trustworthy Part V by Sissie Maid Cuckold Karen observed the two sissies as they dealt with the objects penetrating them. She noticed how fluid Alice seemed to be, how she became one with the machine. It impressed her how pliable Alice was, accepting whatever the machine did. Her mouth seemed to continually suck but in a gentel determined way not as if it were labored. She was part of the system. On the other hand, Cindy looked like she was resisting. She could not resist much...
Being Suggestive As a young college student my life and dedication to the joys of being a transvestite had become conflicting. I had to put my college classes first but living off campus made my "other" female life so much more workable on weekends. I now looked at my sexy mini skirted flirty self in a very different way now that I had discovered that attracting men had a quite enjoyable side. I realized that there were at least some men in the world that I could trust and I finally...
Being The Favorite One By Brat Edit by Umgestalten Lying in the grass on my belly, I looked at the football field that was located just beyond the pasture fence. I saw the fans and, of course, the cheerleaders of both teams. My eyes focused on a cheerleader for the home team with long blond hair who stood in the middle of her group. She was laughing and I could see she was having a really good time. While looking at her I went on chewing my food and chasing those damn flies away with...
HorrorThis story started out as a serial. Some changes have been made, but for the most part it is complete. Please overlook some small editing or proofreading mistakes. It comes with the territory when you read my stuff. Being "Dipped" By Boredsitting Life can be pretty sweet. Look at me, sitting here in the prime of my life on a Friday evening watching a movie on my super huge tv with my beautiful girlfriend by my side. Hell, I don't even like the stupid movie, but nothing is...
Becoming Trust Worthy Part II By Sissie Maid Cuckold With dinner and Karen both finished... John was sent to cleaning up the kitchen as Karen sat there watching and instructing him. She noted that John was allowing his arms to fall by his sides when he was not using his hands. Karen approached him and said, "John, you are not being efficient the way you are holding your arms. I want you to allow your arms to remain parallel to the floor and let your wrists go limp so your hands hang...
This is a story involving explicitly described sex. If you think you might be offended by it, or you aren't allowed by the laws of the place in which you live to read such a story, don't. If you read past this warning, any offense you take or laws you break are your problem. I've warned you. Permission is hereby given to archive this story anywhere on the Internet, so long as I'm credited as the author, it is reproduced in its entirety (including this disclaimer!) and no fee is...
Being A SlutIt was 2024, and viral nano-technology had become thetreatment of choice for many serious diseases. It hadonly been slightly more than a decade since thebreakthrough that caused it to go from a crackpottheory to a widespread reality.Of course, there were still drawbacks. If we'd beenable to perfect true nano-technology, such as sci-fiwriters had been describing for decades, we probablywouldn't have had a problem with the one-time uselimitation of the viral variety we had....
I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is...
When I got to the student council meeting, it was as if the negativity that was coursing throughout my body was some kind of atmospheric event that plagued the entire school. Even in my state of shakiness and numbness over what I had done, I couldn’t avoid noticing that the mood of the entire council had gone down. Nevertheless, instead of asking around before the council began, all I could do was find a seat and slump into it. “You okay?” the concerned voice of Megan asked. I looked over to...
Granted, if one looked at it objectively, Nicole quitting Student Council wasn’t exactly horrific. If it wasn’t Nicole, I might have even labeled it ‘teen drama.’ Nevertheless I still mirrored her sad expression. “Is it that bad?” I asked her. She nodded as she drove, then sighed. “I didn’t wanna tell you because I figure it would put a rain cloud over our hanging out time.” She paused, then spoke with an uncharacteristically small voice. “Want me to just drop you off at home?” “No!” I all...
No copyright infringement intended. The characters are the property of Tim Allen and ABC. This is a variation of our earlier, longer story 'Body Improvement'. Being Heidi Plot and Writing by Eric Writing and Editing by Caleb Jones Invention Week on the home improvement TV series Tool Time was just a few weeks away and the star of the show Tim Taylor was working on one of his wacky high-powered inventions...
Being Caught by Lorraine Simmons My wife Diana found out that I was a cross dresser two years ago when she inadvertently found my secret wardrobe of female clothing hidden in our attic. I tried to explain my feelings but without any acceptance for over a year, during this period our sex life eroded to almost nothing and I felt truly worthless. The only relief for me was the rare opportunities to cross dress when she was away on business. I always wondered what...
The following tale is adapted from a story started be SlimV. The story was never finished and sent to me to read some time ago. I liked the idea so much that I asked if I could steal it and finish it off while expanding on it. Both SlimV and myself have been collaborating on it for some time now, thanks hun for the editing. I hope you enjoy reading it and get as much fun out of it as we did writing it. Being ME Part 1 - Out of The Closet Kind of a waste, I thought as I took...
100% fiction! Note: The following contribution(s) were inspired by "Nasti4unow's" 9-part serial titled, 'Cassie Hole.' But this story explores Michael's sexual life primer beginning with the transformation of his mother from dour to power. Cru-el To Be Kind : Chapter 1 It's hard to answer even for yourself how a person is drawn to certain activities above and beyond reason. Of course there are the physical timeline of events and moments of indiscretion but answering how one becomes soiled and...
IncestBeing Troy / Jennifer - "Jennifer- come on," Mack was pulling at his arm, urging him at a whisper to move, "you have to get up- we need to get out of here." "What happened?" Troy asked trying to raise his hands, but he felt all wrong, exhausted and weird all at the same time. "I don't know; I just woke up. There is something in the house, we have to get out of here," he was pulling at him again. Troy rolled onto his side, feeling very strange and off balance and sore like he had...
BEING FOUND OUT BY STATS CHAPTER 1: Friday Afternoon I am a crossdresser. Have been since age eight when I found a pile of discarded female clothes in the attic. Now, at age 28, I shave my legs and arms, wear nail polish on my toes and female undergarments to work. I have a particular fetish for women's shoes and will occasionally slip a pair on while working at my desk in my office. I have grown a respectable ponytail over the years but there are three other guys in the...