Alyce and the Queen
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Alycereclined against her favorite tree on campus. It was a relatively warm day with a pleasant cool breeze that reminded her spring break was only a week away. She enjoyed the time she spent here on the Quad. With midterms coming up, she barely had time for herself. It seemed that studying had become her new social past time. Majoring in English, Alyce got to combine her most favorite hobby with her school work. She loved reading, but sometimes, she wanted to read something other than the...
Alycereclined against her favorite tree on campus. It was a relatively warm day with a pleasant cool breeze that reminded her spring break was only a week away. She enjoyed the time she spent here on the Quad. With midterms coming up, she barely had time for herself. It seemed that studying had become her new social past time. Majoring in English, Alyce got to combine her most favorite hobby with her school work. She loved reading, but sometimes, she wanted to read something other than the...
SupernaturalAlyce felt the air being squeezed from her lungs, as her vision faded. Feeling like she was being sucked down a drain, she fought the nausea welling up in her from the intense motion. She wondered how he could stand doing this so frequently. She landed with a thud and took a minute to let her head stop swimming. When Alyce opened her eyes, she glanced around. This place was familiar. Then it dawned on her, she was in HER apartment. She was home. Grinning joyously, Alyce glanced at Chet. He was...
SupernaturalIntroduction: Alyce is found fucking another man I walked in and heard sounds of sex coming from my wife. At this point I figured she was just online and using one of her tools to get off, but that changed when I heard the grunt of a man. I stopped in my tracks. I had assumed the vehicle parked out front was for one of her female clients, my wife does makeup for women in a private setting, teaching them how to apply it as well as giving them facials (oh, I wish). So I entered the house with my...
I had assumed the vehicle parked out front was for one of her female clients; my wife does makeup for women in a private setting, teaching them how to apply it as well as giving them facials (oh, I wish). So I entered the house with my usual quiet reserve so as not to intrude upon them should they be talking “girl talk” and the like. My usual habit is to move to another room on the other side of the house and go to work on my laptop and then emerge later when all is clear. This wasn’t one...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Alyce felt the air being squeezed from her lungs, as her vision faded. Feeling like she was being sucked down a drain, she fought the nausea welling up in her from the intense motion. She wondered how he could stand doing this so frequently. She landed with a thud and took a minute to let her head stop swimming. When Alyce opened her eyes, she glanced around. This place was familiar. Then it dawned on her, she was in HER apartment. She was home. Grinning joyously, Alyce glanced at Chet. He...
Alyce continued down her path. What a strange and fascinating land? Part of her wanted to stay and explore every sexual adventure, but the other part just wanted to go home. She walked down the well-worn path, looking in every direction for a clue as to where to go next. “Where is Chet when I need him?” she pondered. Coming to a fork in the path, she looked left and then right. Lush green vegetation surrounded her, and she felt the sickening dread of being lost. Sitting down on a large...
Alyce woke up feeling very refreshed and well rested. Looking around, she saw a plate of cake and some sort of liquid to drink. A little hesitant about eating and drinking stuff from this place, she was debating on whether or not to consume the rations, when Chet materialized before her. His ability to pop in and out of view never ceased to amaze her, and she watched in amazement. First, his devastatingly handsome face colored itself in. From his shocking, slightly insane, green eyes to his...
Anderson walked into his New York apartment a little after one in the morning. Home after another two hours on the air. He started to strip as he walked into the Master Bedroom. It was there that the got the shock of his life. A woman was laying naked on his bed. ‘Who are you, and how did you get into my apartment,’ Anderson questioned the slim brunette that was laying on his bed. ‘I fucked my way up. Your doorman has an excellent tongue,’ she replied as she ran her fingers up and down her...
I turned 19 last summer. I've been babysitting long time ago, so I've had a great rep with the families around here. About 2 years ago, I started working for this snobbish rich family, 2 babys, girls, and a marriage on the rocks. But before I get into what happened one amazing fall night, let me tell you about myself. I'm tall, about 5'9", and weigh around 145. I'm a swimmer, so I'm strong for a girl, and I tan amazingly well, thanks to my Greek heratige. I have short, choppy brown hair, almost...
EroticThe Life and Times of Kelly Anderson Written by Kristine Roland Edited by Joni W Kelly deals with the fallout from the school article. Chapter 8 The first few days after the publication of Kirsten's article in the school newspaper, brought heightened focus on Kelly again. For the most part, the students that she spoke to were curious and politely asked her follow up questions. There were a few students though, that...
I have just began working for Miss Anderson a hot MILF that lives on my street, and lately i have been having a hard time concentrating on my classes during school. I had never thought that I would ever be attracted to another woman, sexually or otherwise,until i first saw Miss Anderson.I could get my mind off of her no matter how hard i tried. ‘Laura,Laura? Helloooo, Earth to Laura.’ Jenny said as she waved her hand back and forth in front of my face. Huh? Oh, sorry Jen.’ I said...
I have just began working for Miss Anderson a hot MILF that lives on my street, and lately i have been having a hard time concentrating on my classes during school. I had never thought that I would ever be attracted to another woman, sexually or otherwise,until i first saw Miss Anderson.I could get my mind off of her no matter how hard i tried. "Laura,Laura? Helloooo, Earth to Laura." Jenny said as she waved her hand back and forth in front of my face. Huh? Oh, sorry Jen." I said...
gillian anderson: teachers pet by nojThe insistent buzzing sound and little electronic jingle signified that his phone, lost somewhere in the front room was ringing. Following the sounds, he rummaged around on the sofa, down between the cushions till he felt the vibrating phone and pulled it out. Flipping it open, he saw it was his mum ringing him, which was a little strange since she'd only gone out for the day to meet some people. He pressed answer and held the handset to his ear, wondering...
The Life and Times of Kelly Anderson Written by Kristine Roland Edited by Joni W Part 2 - The continuing story of Kelly Anderson, a young transgendered girl and the trials and tribulations of life, with her mostly supportive family. This is the sequel to Jason's Story. Author's Note: My sincere thanks to Joni W for all her efforts! Chapter 4 "Mommy, when are we going to see Grandma and Grandpa Anderson again?" Billy asked. "I don't know, Billy." "I miss them. I...
------------------------------------------------------------------------ CHAPTER 5 Serving Ms. Anderson --- While cleaning house for her wife's friend Mrs. Anderson, the maid disgraces herself --- "You can take a taxi home, I'll pay the driver when you get there," said Mistress Tate as she dropped Cecilia at the curb outside Ms. Anderson's house. She watched him walk up to the door in his pale blue cleaning uniform, with its crisp white collar and white short-sleeve cuffs, and the...
The Life and Times of Kelly Anderson Written by Kristine Roland Edited by Joni W Part 6 - This is the Sequel to Jason's Story. Chapters 15-26. The continuing story of Kelly Anderson, a young transgendered teen, as she faces the challenges with her mostly supportive family and friends. Author's Note: My sincere thanks to Joni W for all her efforts! Chapter 15 Kelly handed a box up to John, who was in the moving truck with Meghan's father. She looked back at...
‘Mr. van der Bijl, I notice that your prostate gland feels a little swollen. This is concerning to me. I need to investigate further. A swollen prostate at your age is not usual. I feel it is necessary to ascertain exactly what is going on so I am going to carry out a sonar of the gland. Depending on what I see there, I may have to carry out a quick scope. ‘Nurse Stewardson please would you bring the sonar machine through and prepare the colonic irrigation system as I notice that Mr. van...
ReluctanceIntroduction: My name is Jesinta Jovanoski. Having once been coerced into the arms of the school Vice-Principle, I now was enjoying the arrangement. I am a thinly built (32-25-34) slender framed 155cm (5?1), 48kg (100lbs) girl, with average to small breasts (32B) and dark brown shoulder length hair. ************************************************ Back at Mr. Andersons House After rendezvous with my boxing trainer (Jim Broadbent an African-American), I returned home to Mr. Andersons house. I...
Back at Mr. Anderson’s House After rendezvous with my boxing trainer (Jim Broadbent an African-American), I returned home to Mr. Anderson’s house. I was sitting in the kitchen, relaxing and sipping a glass of Coke. I was wearing my evening clothes, a pink tank top t-shirt and girlie boxer-briefs. My head was miles away, I was still thinking of Jimmy’s cock. Mr. Anderson came home about 8:00pm, and walked into the kitchen. He greeted me with a kiss on the forehead. “How was...
The Life and Times of Kelly Anderson Written by Kristine Roland Edited by Joni W Part 3 - This is the Sequel to Jason's Story. Author's Note: My sincere thanks to Joni W for all her efforts! Chapter 7 Kirsten came over to the lunch table where Kelly and her friends were sitting. She was carrying a stack of papers. "Kelly, here you go, hot off the press, the new edition of the Jefferson Weekly," Kirsten said. She handed a copy to each of them and gave a handful to...
The Life and Times of Kelly Anderson Written by Kristine Roland Edited by Joni W Part 5 - This is the Sequel to Jason's Story. Kelly meets other TG Teens and the recession comes to town. Author's Note: My sincere thanks to Joni W for all her efforts! Also, thanks to JenniferBrock and Scott Ramsey for some plot advice! Chapter 12 Kelly looked out the window of the car, as she and her mother made the drive to...
After breakfast, I did feel a little bit better, but I sure hoped that the Earth didn't get bumped. I didn't think that my head could have withstood the shaking. Dammit, who was I kidding? I went back to my bed and went to sleep. The world could go to hell for all I cared! I woke up in time for supper, and I went to the Mexican restaurant for a good supper. I still wasn't up to my best self, so I thought that I ought to stay out of saloons this night. I walked around town for a little...
Mrs. AndersonI spent the last year in High School at Andrew Jackson High in Jacksonville, Florida, as an exchange student. I arrived two weeks before school started, on the 30th of June, on my eighteenth birthday. I could see the blue sea, the beautiful beaches and the high rise buildings as the plane banked before the landing; the sun was shining and everything felt almost... magical. Ten hours before I had left a rainy Stockholm and now I was gonna spend the next year in this shiny paradise....
The Adventures of Kelly Anderson By Kristine Roland This is a short bit of silliness in honor of my favorite author. My apologies in advance... Kristy -------------------------------- YOU don't know about me without you have read a book by the name of Jason's Story; but that ain't no matter. That book was made by Ms. Kristine Roland, and she told the truth, mainly. There was things which she stretched, but mainly she told the truth. That is nothing. I never seen anybody but...
The Life and Times of Kelly Anderson Written by Kristine Roland Edited by Joni W Part 1 - This is the Sequel to Jason's Story. A few months have passed, and Kelly is celebrating Thanksgiving. Author's Note: My sincere thanks to Joni W for all her efforts! Chapter 1 It was Thanksgiving Day, a fine autumn morning in late November. Kelly Anderson woke up and lay in bed thinking about all that she had to be thankful for. Her leg was finally healed and out of the cast. She had...
John Anderson hired his teenage neighbour to cut his lawn not because he had a hard time doing it himself--even at 67. He hired her to cut his grass because he enjoyed giving young people summer jobs, because he had enough money, and because she was a pretty hot little number. Molly French was nineteen. Graduated from high school, and staying home for the summer. John would often see her, across the street, in her family’s front room, or out mowing their grass. She was always wearing shorts...
I'll admit it. I was kind of a slut in High school. Ever since Andy McCoy took my cherry in the backseat of his car when I was 14, I'd become a teen tramp. I liked getting fucked and I liked sucking cock. I had no shame. My Dad was blissfully ignorant about it all and still thought I was his little angel. There hadn't been a boy yet to turn me down, but now I set my sights on a bigger target. Mr. Anderson was a nice looking man. He was also my Dads best friend from college and my last class...
What I had in mind was to get Hollcroft to do something that would get him arrested and that would result in a long prison sentence. Murder wouldn't do it, but theft was a surefire way to get to him if I could just manage it. If I could prove that he was taking money from me and not rendering a service in return, most Texans would convict him and push for the longest possible sentence. Therefore, I visited Hollcroft the next morning to ask how much all of this protection was costing me. He...
As the head nurse at a prestigious private college I have the joy of being present during all sports physicals. My favourites are the young, virile male 18 year olds who come for their first full physical. The rumours that go round the school about what exactly the ‘full physical’ involves are a mixture of mystery and myth. Most of the young men who cross into the examination rooms are loathe to tell others of exactly what occurs in there. Many of them end up in tears and would hardly want...
As the head nurse at a prestigious private college I have the joy of being present during all sports physicals. My favourites are the young, virile male 18 year olds who come for their first full physical. The rumours that go round the school about what exactly the ‘full physical’ involves are a mixture of mystery and myth. Most of the young men who cross into the examination rooms are loathe to tell others of exactly what occurs in there. Many of them end up in tears and would hardly...
ReluctancePatty Jo Anderson?.Red headed, Blue eyed, and all attitude! She came by it naturally, though. Her dad was full blooded Irish. The first time I met him he threatened me with my life if I hurt his daughter or his granddaughter. The irony of it was that she had built walls around her heart and there was no chance I would ever get close enough to do any damage. I met her while I was a patient at St. Johns hospital for a week, she was a nurse working the night shift. I flirted shamelessly...
Mrs. Anderson Part 2 See Part 1 before reading part 2 As I walked up the stairs I felt an odd mix of excitement, nervousness and embarrasment. How was Julie gonna react? Had she told Kurt? And why had she walked straight into the bathroom when she knew I was in there? She hadn´t even knocked. Only one rational answer: she had wanted to see me naked... At the moment I was to drained and exhausted to get a hard on, but I started to feel horny again nervertheless. I met Kurt in the hallway. He...
Hi my name is Chuck and I've decided to write a series of short stories about the wonderful experiences me and my friends are having together. We have formed a four couple wife-swapping group, and it is just wonderful. I truly couldn't imagine life without it. It all started with weekend parties we were having. At these parties we'd play loud music, dance, sing and get high on beer, wine, and marijuana. It didn't take long before we started waking up with different partners. It seemed to...
Tom was a nice man to talk to, but I really did not see him as husband material at this time, so I made my goodbyes and continued my journey the next morning. I was just far enough out of Underwood to make returning not worth the effort when the rain started. Fortunately, my Oldsmobile had a buggy top that would keep most of the rain out, though I was already wet by the time I got all of the canvass in place. My dress was soaked, and I was feeling the chill of the air that leaked into the...
Cliff Anderson had a hard-on. That wasn't anything unusual for him, but he was grading papers and he needed to keep his mind on his work. Well, he thought, leaning back in his chair, he wasn't in the classroom and didn't have to hide his stiff cock. He was at home, in his own apartment, and his wife should be back within a few minutes. Elaine wasn't exactly a schoolgirl, but she was only twenty-nine and looked and acted much younger. And what she didn't know about sex probably wasn't...
Sophie Anderson was born in Bristol, England, on November 23rd, 1987. Not much is known about her young life other than she became sexually active early. After graduating high school, she frequented local pubs where she would exchange blow jobs for drinks and drugs. This is one classy lady. Certainly, the type you bring home to mom.Behind Every Great Man...Admittedly, I've received more than my fair share of bar bathroom blowers, and as a gentleman, I always buy them a drink afterward. It's...
Twitter Porn AccountsFlashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
Andersonville 5 - The Guilty Soul by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the TG writers out there, who make the days easier to deal with by posting new stories to read each day. Fade in... The sun wasn't even peeking over the hills when the alarm started going off. I hit the snooze button several times but eventually realized I was going to have to get out of bed and get ready for work. I stir slightly, stretching my legs and arms in a poor attempt to wake up. Then...
Andersonville 2 - Judge-less by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Mathew Shepherd, who lives in the hearts of all open-mind people. Fade in... The warm glow of yesterday's conversation with my father ended in the cold reality of Monday morning. The cold reality that I was a young, teenage girl. The cold reality that I was expected to act like a girl, something totally foreign and yes, something I found even a little scary. And the cold reality that I had no idea why I...
Andersonville 1 - Home Sweet Home! by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to Susan M. Bidwell - a young lady who died before her time. Andersonville is based on the story "The life and death of Al Parker". Reading the story is recommend to understand some of the discussion in the follow series. Fade in... Dennis Butz worked on some last minute paperwork with a certain relief. In a few hours his dream would become a reality and then the real work would begin. He heard...
Andersonville 6 - Friendship Lines by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to my TS brothers and sisters, who have the guts to stand up to the world and say, "I'm not going to live a lie anymore." Fade in... I saw them come out of the courthouse from across the street. There were four of them; all men dressed in business suits. Every day, just a few minutes after 6pm, they left the courthouse to go home. Three of them proceeded to their cars but the fourth man, maybe 21...
Andersonville 7 -- Soul Mates by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to all the writers of TG Fiction. Fade in... There I was, in the file room working hard to make sense of the mess I had gotten myself into. I had accidentally misplaced a file and suddenly everything seemed to be out of whack, causing me a great deal of frustration. As a private investigator I was never good at filing, that had always been Al's job. Now, unfortunately, the job was mine and asking myself how...
"Good morning, Miss Anderson," Crius said in a formal tone. "Please, call me, Linda," I replied. "Only if you call me, Crius," he answered. The Titan God smiled, but I detected no warmth to it. "Okay, Crius." I returned his smile with some reservation. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't feel at ease with him. When he had asked me out to breakfast, I had been tempted to say 'no', but my curiosity had gotten the better of me. "So, what can I do for you?" "Nothing,...
I stood there in my black dress watching them slowly lower the casket into the ground. Standing next to me was my mother, who was weeping softly. Next to her was my sister Jennifer, and she seemed the saddest of us all. Perhaps she was remembering her own mother and father's funeral who had both died when she was just a young girl. On the other side of the casket I could see Crius standing next to Dennis with an impatient frown. He seemed so out of place, and the expression on...
Andersonville 3 - The Price of Revenge by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the survivors of child abuse, both physical and emotional. May you find the support and strength to deal with it like I did. Fade in... Linda Anderson - the do anything wonder woman. That's what the job title should have read. Not that I was good at everything I did; I was just expected to do everything around the office. That included making coffee, filing folders,...
Andersonville 8 - The return of Tom McClain! by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to my good friend Darkside, who inspired me to reach beyond what I thought I was capable of writing. Fade in... "Would you like some desert Linda?" Dennis Butz asked politely. "No thanks," I answered suspiciously. The man had been acting way too nice to me today. It had been a pleasant lunch so far. Dennis had started out by asking how my brother was doing, and I could see that he...
"Come on out, Linda," Judge Herns told me. "I don't want to," was my reply back to her. "I look ridiculous!" "It can't be that bad," I heard Dr. Green say. "Yes it can," I responded through the closed door. "Why do I have to do this?" "Because it's part of your agreement for having me change you back into Linda," Judge Herns replied a little sternly. "Now come out here so we can see how you look." I reluctantly opened the door and stepped out wearing the ridiculous outfit...
Andersonville 9 - Never cry wolf by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Gwendolyn Ann Smith for her, "Remembering our dead". It's a place dedicated to our TG brothers and sisters who were murdered at the hands of others due to hate and intolerance. On the average, one (1) TG person is murdered each month. Would you take a moment to visit the site, bow your head, say a prayer for our fallen brothers and sisters, and remember what we are fighting for - the right to be treated as any...
Mike Stoner sat and watched as his boss read the report. Dennis Butz scanned through each page carefully, taking extra time to check out the psychological profile Mike had prepared. Satisfied with what he saw, Dennis placed the report down next to him. "Very thorough," he stated. "Thank you," Mike smiled. Dennis Butz was a good man to work for. "I think she is a very good choice for who you have in mind." Dennis nodded. "When can you move her?" "Tomorrow morning. I...
MIDNIGHT SNACK Sisyphus My oldest friend, Frank and his wife, Marci invited me to spend the weekend with them at a house they rented for the summer on the Jersey shore. I’ve known Frank for over twenty-five years. He was teaching at the University of Pennsylvania while I taught English at a community college outside of Philadelphia. I was recently divorced and they thought it would be good for me to get away from the city. They were renting the house with another couple. At first, I didn’t...
MIDNIGHT SNACK Sisyphus My oldest friend, Frank and his wife, Marci invited me to spend the weekend with them at a house they rented for the summer on the Jersey shore. I've known Frank for over twenty-five years. He was teaching at the University of Pennsylvania while I taught English at a community college outside of Philadelphia. I was recently divorced and they thought it would be good for me to get away from the city. They were renting the house with another couple. At first, I didn't...
Straight SexIt was way too early for someone to be calling. Somewhere in the darkness of my room I could hear my cell phone ringing. Looking at the clock on my dresser I cursed - it was 3:30 in the morning. Moving my hand in the direction of the annoying sound, I found the phone and turned it on. "Hello," I said in a curt fashion. I wanted the person to know I wasn't happy about this early morning wake up call. "Good morning, Linda," Dennis Butz replied crisply. "I'm sorry to call you at...
There we were, two girls having lunch on a cool, April day - only that wasn't the case at all. Neither of us was who we really once were and only one of us was a girl. At least that's what I kept telling myself. As I began my second year as a citizen of Andersonville, there were times I regretted my decision to be turned back into Linda Anderson. It wasn't that I hated my life; I just didn't feel natural living as a woman. In all fairness, I most likely would have felt as...
Fade in... The town of Andersonville Larry Smith, Bill Maxwell, and Steve Anderson walked across the school grounds. They didn't have football practice today, but that didn't stop the boys from pursuing other types of sports. They were heading for the park to shoot some hoops. The three of them looked like a group of typical teenage boys, but there was nothing typical about them, or for that matter, anyone else in Andersonville. "Is Sally going to meet us there?" Larry asked....
There I sat shifting through the many piles of papers lying on my desk and wishing I were somewhere else. It was truly amazing how many reports passed through my hands to be filed or used to type up other reports. I knew that at least half of them would reach Judge Jasper's desk, where he would study them for a few minutes then put them in his out box to be filed by you know who. What surprised me was how much information Judge Jasper remembered. He would quote me numbers on the...
Fade in - Somewhere in the Northwestern United States Leo knew he was in trouble the moment he came out of the portal. The place where he was supposed to have gone looked nothing like where he was. Instead of being in the Arizona desert, he was in a canyon surrounded by high cliffs and tall pine trees. On one of the rocky bluffs he caught sight of a herd of wild mountain goats walking along a precarious ridge. "Oh crap," Leo shouted, mostly out of a reaction to the fear he...