Summering in Femininity Part 1 A Bummer Summer
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One of most annoying things about Emily, Taylor had decided, was her sleep schedule. So far, he'd been able to avoid her morning jogs, but she was always at the door right after, far earlier than Taylor would have liked. And unlike Logan, who unfortunately (or fortunately, given Emily's repeated hinting that Taylor had a crush on him, despite his objections) had other obligations most of the time, she was free to drag Taylor wherever she wanted to go, usually the mall. Taylor's happiness...
The next morning, Taylor finished up his breakfast and was heading back to get changed when he noticed that something was missing from his room. "Aunt Agnes!" Taylor shouted. "Have you seen my bathing suit?" "I don't think so," Aunt Agnes shouted back as she climbed the stairs. "Where did you leave it?" "It was on the chair in my room," Taylor said as Aunt Agnes walked in. "Was it underneath that pile of dirty clothes you had sitting on it?" Aunt Agnes asked. "Maybe,...
That night, Taylor's manicured fingernail was positioned over Owen's contact as Taylor stared at his phone. He'd managed to secure a night away from Emily, thankfully Emily's mom had some event that required the entire family to attend. Taylor felt happy and secure having eschewed the feminine attire to wear the clothes he'd brought with him from home, a men's t-shirt and shorts, in addition to removing his prosthetics, being the first time in a few weeks that Emily wasn't around, he was...
Author's Note: I'm glad everyone seems to be enjoying the new story, this is one that's been in my head for years and I'm happy to finally have it down on the page. Additionally, if you've been chomping at the bit for more stories, I've taken part in a few CYOA interactive stories over at writing.com and CHYOA.com that you can find fairly easily. "What am I going to do?" Taylor asked, after explaining his current situation to Aunt Agnes. She sat with a pensive look on her...
Taylor headed out the door and Emily cheerfully led him across the street to her house and straight up to the bathroom adjoined to her room. It was pretty small, just a bathtub with a shower, a sink and a toilet. "This stuff is a lifesaver. Here, take the shorts off," Emily said as she pumped a healthy amount of depilatory into her hand. Taylor hesitated, because smooth legs would make it hard for him to shed this appearance at week's end, but Emily took it as fear of...
Over the next few days, Taylor's attempts to keep Emily's girlier side at bay were met with... mixed results. Taylor was unable to spend the day with Emily without her not so subtly suggesting that Taylor could use a touch of blush on his cheeks or mascara on his eyelashes. Which she was naturally more than happy to do for him. Taylor had to be extra careful when he gamed with Owen to ensure that if he was on video, he'd cleaned his face well. And he'd gotten far more acquainted with...
The following day, Taylor was excited, since Aunt Agnes had assured him that it would be the day that her personal shopper was picking up her groceries, and with it, the nail polish remover that would solve all his problems. Of course, that still meant he had to spend a few hours with Emily before it arrived. "Taylor check it out! This is perfect for you!" Emily continued her search to find Taylor an outfit from the closet. "Emily, I really don't think... Absolutely not!" Taylor...
Author's Note: Just wanted to make another note to thank everyone for the kind reviews, and to inform everyone that if they're hankering for more, I've been experimenting with TG captions over on DeviantArt (I'm vthunder42 over there) so if you're interested, go check those out. After telling Aunt Agnes of what he'd agreed to, and her customary shaking of her head at Taylor's predicament, Taylor was soon standing in front of Emily's house carrying a small overnight bag, which...
Taylor quickly made his way back to Emily's room where he removed all the cotton balls from his toes and he and Emily took turns peeling their mud masks off. Taylor scrutinized his face in the mirror as he checked for any remaining bits of mask. "Look at that! We're glowing!" Emily smiled as she put her arm around Taylor. Taylor didn't know enough about skincare to dispute her claim. Once they were done, Emily put on some pop music and pulled out her laptop. Motioning for Taylor to...
In an Assisted Living home but still doing quite well, she thought she saw one of the administrators who might be the daughter of a man she once knew. Now in her seventies the woman sat in her chair and thought back on those “lovely” and very fun days. “Miss ohhh miss” she called out one of the nurses. “I thought I saw a young lady here who possibly might be, well, hmmm how do I say this?” The nurse smiled and waited. “I am not sure honey but I believe her name is Summer? Is there a young woman...
First TimeA tall slender girl, she couldn't have been much over 18 or 19. Her faded blue hip hugger shorts showed off her narrow waist. Wide hips told me she was blossoming into a well-developed woman. I admired the long, slender legs and the curve of her thighs. I could just make out the crease that separated her butt cheeks from her legs in the frayed bottoms of her short shorts. Her shoes were the clunky-heeled strap-on things that girls wear these days with no socks. She did a quick skip and some...
I want to thank my friend and editor Jim for everything he’s done for me and for sticking by me as I wrote this. - - - - “Can't we at least talk about this?” I continued to look into the mirror and scrub the makeup off my face with a thick terry cloth washcloth. I also made a point to shoot my husband a disgusted look. We HAD been talking about it, for the last two hours, and he wouldn't let it go. He continued. "I saw some really fucked-up shit this morning and it's been messing...
Dressed in the underwear that she'd slept in, a white vest and a little pair of pink Disney panties with Minnie Mouse on, she looked as cute as ever. The panties were a size or two too small and cut a tight fit on her petite figure, especially snug around her bubbly little ass. You wouldn't believe to look at it from behind that she's the age she is. She ran up to me and I squatted down to her height so we could hug tightly, our bodies pressed snugly together. I held my little girl...
Dressed in the underwear that she'd slept in, a white vest and a little pair of pink Disney panties with Minnie Mouse on, she looked as cute as ever. The panties were a size or two too small and cut a tight fit on her petite figure, especially snug around her bubbly little ass. You wouldn't believe to look at it from behind that she's the age she is. She ran up to me and I squatted down to her height so we could hug tightly, our bodies pressed snugly together. I held my little girl...
-Doctor Faustus, Act V, Scene I *** "What do you mean you've never even kissed a girl?" Jordan said, stopping short and turning around, shining his flashlight right into Miles’ face. Miles stumbled and caught himself on the lowest branch of a nearby tree. "Just what I said," he replied, shaking his hand. The bark had scratched him. Jordan cocked his head and looked at him out the corner of his eye. "How old are you?" "You know I'm 18.” "Yeah, I know that. I...
The charges against her were trumped up. She knew it, the judge and jury knew it, hell the whole town knew it. The trial was a farce from the very beginning, with the prosecutors showing mounds of clearly falsified evidence of her accused crimes. Her lawyer somehow managed to fail to debunk a single one of the charges or even a sole piece of evidence, despite the gaping holes in the prosecution's case. She thought it was too good to be true that this well-respected attorney would...
It all started when I was sixteen fun right? horomones pumping, partying with my friends, girls everywhere and not one was intersted in me.It wasn't from lack of trying I'll tell you that, I'd ask out some one about every week and each time they'd make some lame excuse to make me leave.I have an average build I only weighed 160 and have short spikey blond hair and gray eyes,I looked good.but for some reason the female high school community decided I was undateable,then one day I was going...
I was 17 at the time, on that hot summer day. School was out and my backyard pool was just right for a swim. I changed into my thong, went outback and dove in. I've raised Butch for about five years. He's a golden yellow dog, I’m not sure what breed he is. He was so small as a pup, but now he is almost my size. When I moved out of the house, I made sure he came with me, we are very close. I was always the one to take him on walks, or play with him in the backyard. Today was no...
On the drive down to the cabin I recieved a phone call from my older sister Mary looking to get away for the weekend and wanted to know if she could crash at the cabin. I told her that I was on my way there now and as long as she could put up with me she was welcome to hang out for the weekend. When I got there Mary was already there and looking rather impatient. "Well it's about time you showed up. Hurry up and open the door. I've got to pee." "Yeah, yeah keep you're pant's on...
It’s a hot day out in the city and the streets are empty.I’m walking around and looking for some board-shorts so I can join everyone on the beach and relax in the surf! While I’m browsing I decide to hit a bar and get a cold beer, just to sooth my thirst. While I enter the bar i immediately spot a girl sitting all alone and is just melting away due to the heat. A beautiful long curly haired brunette. I sit at the bar and order my drink and within seconds i am served a nice and cold glass of...
I hate camping. For thousands of years mankind lived in caves and mud huts. They hated it so much that they spent their time inventing bricks and mortar and running water and electricity. So every summer my parents dragged us off to spend a week in a rain soaked mud field for what they called a ‘holiday’. For craft folk, camping is a necessary evil. Anywhere that is far enough from prying eyes is even further from running water, electricity and sewers. By the time we arrived it was late...
It was the top of the ninth inning, two strikes, two outs and the home team was winning again. I stood up from my seat behind home plate and watched intently as my boyfriend readied to throw his next pitch. Through the distance, I could see the look of determination on his face as he studied the catcher’s signals. I bit my lip as he made the throw. In an instant, the pitch was made. His amazing speed and accuracy ended the game as the umpire signaled strike three. The game itself was over. But...
The twenty-third of June, the day before Saint John's Day: Midsummer's Eve. I was in Cornwall for an old friend's housewarming. It was only midday and the party wasn't due to begin until eight that evening. I had time to kill. I decided to go to the beach and take a look at the ocean.Just by the way they walked together, man and woman hand in hand, I knew fate had dealt them the best possible of hands. I'd always considered such people as living on borrowed time, their youth and beauty like a...
Group SexIt was the summer of 1977. Kelly and I had finished our Junior year of high school. We attended a party the previous summer where we both got very drunk and high to boot. One thing led to another and we both had sex with other people at the party. For sixteen-year-olds that was a lot of mental baggage to deal with (at least back then, these days it seems like every teenager is living the life of a porn star.)However, as Kelly and I dealt with it a couple of things became very, very clear. One,...
TeenSam Puckett woke up around 3am that morning and elbowed Freddie in the stomach waking him up."What? What? What is it?" He asked."Do you think I will ever be able to have k**s?" She asked softly."Sure. Someday." He told her, still half asl*ep."Remember what the doctors said?" She asked.Freddie knew that Sam had another nightmare. Since the miscarriage, she had this recurring dream about not being able to ever have k**s and it bothered her. Plus with the doctors saying that there was a good...
When Carly arrived at the Groovy Smoothie, Melanie was already there, waiting on her."I see you got my text." Carly shyly said as she sat down at the table where Mel was sitting."Yeah." Mel replied with a smile as she nervously shifted her weight in her chair."So about last night." Carly started. "It was great." She whispered. "It was the best night of my entire life."It was the words that Melanie had been wanting to hear but she could sense that "but" coming next."But I'm so confused." Carly...
Sam had text Freddie to find out where he was. He replied back to say he was in the old iCarly studio. He had went there in time to meet Carly as she was leaving the building and spoke briefly with her before going on up to talk to Spencer. But Spencer was getting ready to go out on date with this girl he met at the museum so Freddie asked if he could hang around for a while. After he left for his date, Freddie walked on up to the studio and sat down on the blue bean bag chair.It had been...
Freddie and Sam both woke up about an hour later around 10am. Sam woke up because her phone was going crazy and Freddie woke up because Sam fell on top of him trying to get to her phone while she was still half asl*ep."What's going on?" He sl*epily asked as he rubbed his eyes.Sam groaned. "I have like a million text messages from both Carly and Mel." She said as she scrolled through her message directory."And?""They both want to talk to me.""I wonder what happened.""I have no idea but Carly...
As rain began to fall on the bedroom window that night, Carly Shay and Melanie Puckett both lay in bed looking at each other. They had made out on the couch until they heard Spencer unlocking the door. They quickly regained their composure and were sitting upright on the couch, appearing to be watching TV to the seemingly unsuspecting Spencer. Spencer knew though but didn't say anything, he could tell by the looks on their faces that they had come to an understanding in their little...
Carly Shay paced the floor between the couch and the table until she heard a knock at the door."It's open."When the door opened, Melanie stood in the frame."You wanted to see me?" She asked, without moving and while making a note in her head about how hot Carly looked in the blue jean skirt and white blouse she was wearing.Carly approached her. "Come in."Melanie slowly made her way inside the apartment. Carly shut the door behind her."So where is Spencer?" Melanie asked."He's down at the...
"What's up Carls?" Sam asked as she came into the door.Carly was sitting on the couch. She turned to face Sam and patted the couch where she wanted Sam to sit.Sam took a seat next to Carly."Mel keeps changing the subject to just making up some excuse and leaving whenever I try to talk to her about her and me." Carly blurted out."Oh." Sam said. "So?""So?" Carly asked as she quickly stood up. "Sam, I'm trying to talk to her about something serious.""Maybe Mel doesn't want to talk about it. Think...
30 minutes later, Carly was still in the shower. She stood, looking up, letting the water hit her in the face and run down her body. She thought that she probably could have handled Melanie's news slightly better. It was just that she was so shocked. It was the last thing she expected to ever hear, even more unexpected than hearing Sam admit to sl*eping with Freddie. She grabbed the shampoo bottle and started putting shampoo in her hair even though she didn't need to. Her mind was...
Carly woke up at 7:33 that morning, about an hour after Melanie had fell asl*ep, only she didn't know that. She opened her eyes and say Mel straight across from her, sound asl*ep. Carly smiled. She looked sweet. At peace. Whatever was going on between her and Sam, it didn't look like it was bothering her right now. Carly smiled as she seen a smile come across the sl*eping Melanie's face. She watched as Melanie grabbed the pillow she was sl*eping on tighter, the smile never vanishing from her...
Freddie woke up when he rolled over in bed and didn't feel Sam."Sam?" He said, still half asl*ep.He lifted his head and looked around. He assumed she got up and went to make herself a sandwich or something but when she didn't come back a few minutes later, he got up out of bed and went looking for her. He went into the kitchen. No Sam. He went back into the bedroom to get his phone to text her but he noticed her phone laying there too.He put on the pants he was wearing before bed and was...
Marissa Benson wasn't an idiot. She realized that Sam and Freddie had more than likely already slept in the same bed so she had no objection to Sam staying with them what time they were here in Seattle. After all, they were not k**s anymore and she knew that Freddie would not take to kindly to her acting like the over protective parent. He didn't take to kindly to it when he was a k** so she was certain he would hate her now. Marissa had to change, she realized that right before Freddie...
After the party, Sam went looking for Melanie who had disappeared. She found her upstairs in the old iCarly studio which Spencer kept the exact same way the girls had left it."What goes on?" Sam asked.Melanie looked up from the red bean bag chair she was sitting in. "Nothing, just thinking.""About what?" Sam asked as she pulled the other bean bag next to Melanie's and flopped down in it."This and that.""Wow, Spencer left it the way we left it." Carly said as she walked in. "Oh hi guys." She...
[Sequel to iStartLife]Carly, Sam, and Freddie arrive back in Seattle. It was May 20th and it was raining."Oh Seattle weather, how I have missed you." Carly said with a sarcastic smirk.Sam and Freddie snickered."You don't like the rain?" Freddie asked."No. I like the sunshine. Why? Does that make me high maintenance?" Carly said. "I don't think so."They all three were in the back of the cab they took from the airport. Sam was stuck in the middle."Dude this sucks." She said."What?" Both Freddie...
It was the top of the ninth inning, two strikes, two outs and the home team was winning again. I stood up from my seat behind home plate and watched intently as my boyfriend readied to throw his next pitch. Through the distance, I could see the look of determination on his face as he studied the catcher’s signals. I bit my lip as he made the throw. In an instant, the pitch was made. His amazing speed and accuracy ended the game as the umpire signaled strike three. The game itself was over. But...
Straight SexThe Summerland Path "Y caead llwybr, Na Sidhe, Na Dynol, Geni daear, Geni Tir na Nog Medru dro Cyd-rhwng" "The path is closed, no Sidhe or man born of Earth or Summerland will bear memory of the linking roads." -Eremon's curse I. The Gwaun Valley, Wales, Late evening, February. The old one rested her white wispy haired head in the crook of the overstuffed chair and closed her eyes. Kerrdia's cheeks were warmed rosy by the crackling fire in the hearth and...
It's a hot day out in the city and the streets are empty.I'm walking around and looking for some board-shorts so I can join everyone on the beach and relax in the surf! While I'm browsing I decide to hit a bar and get a cold beer, just to sooth my thirst. While I enter the bar i immediately spot a girl sitting all alone and is just melting away due to the heat. A beautiful long curly haired brunette. I sit at the bar and order my drink and within seconds i am served a nice and cold glass of...
I hate camping. For thousands of years mankind lived in caves and mud huts. They hated it so much that they spent their time inventing bricks and mortar and running water and electricity. So every summer my parents dragged us off to spend a week in a rain soaked mud field for what they called a ‘holiday’. For craft folk, camping is a necessary evil. Anywhere that is far enough from prying eyes is even further from running water, electricity and sewers. By the time we arrived it was late...
ReluctanceOnce again, is this realy a BDSM story? Well, not really but it has, at it's heart, a Femdom relationship and I hope you'll enjoy it.You, the reader, should share in my heartfelt thanks to Estragon, Rhonda's biggest fan, who persuaded me that it was worth my effort and, far more importantly, worth his effort to correct the innumerable errors in grammar and punctuation so that Tracy's story could be properly enjoyed. Any errors that remain are my fault, not his.L.J. Tracy's StoryI was young and...
I sat in my little scullery room and ached, we, the downstairs staff, had cleaned the mansion from top to basement. Plus my other duties, the kitchen staff had the list for the banquet, I wish I knew what was going on, how could I have become a lowly maid who has to answer to Summers. Only 8 months ago I was the innocent Pauline Summerby, a lady in my aging fathers grand house. It seems a lifetime ago, I remember our house being cleaned, just like I have had to do to this one today, but that...
Once again, it was Summer, no more studies. Casey, being young and popular with the guys at school had alot of parties ahead of her. She had a slim, curvy waist and long dark hair that came to her shoulders. Her best feature was her boobs, she was a full 36D and always made sure they were well recognised everywhere she went. Casey was getting ready for "some guy's" - which took alot of persuading her dad. He knew and could see why she got so much attention which made him even more objective to...
LesbianIn an Assisted Living home but still doing quite well, she thought she saw one of the administrators who might be the daughter of a man she once knew. Now in her seventies the woman sat in her chair and thought back on those “lovely” and very fun days. “Miss ohhh miss” she called out one of the nurses. “I thought I saw a young lady here who possibly might be, well, hmmm how do I say this?” The nurse smiled and waited. “I am not sure honey but I believe her name is Summer? Is there a young woman...
The beginning of a male story Junior year of high school was far from my favorite. It was late September before Rachel and my mother came up for air after their passionate island getaway. When Carmen's boyfriend did not return after the summer, she and Jeanie caught a case of the exclusives. Iris moved out-of-state with my uncle to get the kids away from everything that reminded them of their mother. Tanya and I were just getting comfortable as a couple when her father called her home; I...
Becky was nice at first but once she hit 18 it was like a switch went off in her head and she became crazy. She'd smoke pot then claim I gave her it (I didn't touch the stuff), would steal my beer from my room's fridge and generally make my life a misery. When my uncle moved back to the coast I was relieved but my antagonist was to return. Joy of Joys. My mom and her boyfriend had rented a cabin for themselves and left us 3 to fend for ourselves, Kelli being the oldest at 24 was put in...
No human thing can last forever. I moved off Rachel and lay beside her. I could not break the contact so I kept a hand on her breast and stroked her hair with the other. She turned to face me, and we spent a few minutes gazing at each other. I would have fallen asleep staring into her eyes had she not sat up. "Let's get food," she said, smiling down at me. I nodded and got out of bed. I could feel her eyes on me as I walked to the bathroom, picked up my swim trunks, and left the room....
The amount of time I was spending at the mansion did not go unnoticed. My mother said nothing about it. Marisa would have been vocal about my lack of attention, except that Michael spent more 'working' dinners and weekends at our house. (The divorce got uglier and with Rachel and I fucking up a storm, the mansion was not a good hiding place.) Karen seemed relieved and at times angry at my absence. She was confused about anything and everything to do with me, especially how she felt about...
[email protected](I’d like to acknowledge the great work by Trent Wolf in his ?Domino? stories for the inspiration to pen this style of story and to the ?House of Gord? for ideas of some of the predicaments that befall Suzzanne, finally a great fan Rollo T for his ideas and inspiration)AGENT BURNEDThe Further Adventures of Agent Suzzanne Midsummer - 3 CHAPTER 1 The ballroom was crowded and brightly lit filled with the sounds of laughter and multi lingual conversations. Suzzanne Midsummer...
[email protected] (I’d like to acknowledge the great work by Trent Wolf in his ?Domino? stories for the inspiration to pen this style of story and a great fan Rollo T for his ideas and inspiration)The Continuing adventures of Agent Suzzanne Midsummer 5 ?DOWN AFRICA WAY? CHAPTER 1 The black cab pulled to the kerb and the door swung open and an elegant leg followed by another stepped out onto the wet pavement. ?Thanks and keep the change? smiled Suzzanne as she paid the driver. ?Much...
[email protected](I’d like to acknowledge the great work by Trent Wolf in his ?Domino? stories for the inspiration to pen this style of story and to the ?House of Gord? for ideas of some of the predicaments that befall Suzzanne, finally a great fan Rollo T for his ideas and inspiration)SUZZANNOBOT!The Further Adventures of Agent Suzzanne Midsummer - 4 CHAPTER 1She rose from the surf like a Venus, the water cascading down her body giving her tanned toned skin glossy lustrous appearance in...
The further I got into August, the faster time seemed to go. Everyone knew I was leaving soon, and none seemed too happy about it. The worst ones handling my imminent departure were the R's. On more than one night I ended up comforting them in my bed. "It's not fair!" wailed Roberta or Rose. "We just get here, and you leave." I would hug them. "I know, and I'm sorry. But my employment contract is only for the summer. If I could stay here longer I would, but I can't." "What if...
Sex with Rachel became less important the closer the twins' return came. There were other things I would not be able to do with her that seemed more difficult to let go of. Like her smile when I walked into the mansion, it welcomed me as her man and not her sons' best friend. She sprang her gifts on me during our last night together. I arrived at the mansion dejected. I wondered if it were possible to fuck from the moment she opened the door until we had to pick up the twins. Rachel let...
Sarah gropped her perky 34B breasts, pushing them together to make them bigger. Sighing she gave up and had a quick check to the rest of her young 17 year old body. She had beautiful pale skin without any blemishes, nice long copper hair that almost fell to her well rounded ass. She was only 5ft tall and was the shortest girl in her grade but she knew what she lacked in height she made up in beauty. She had big innocent green eyes and a cute straight nose and small pouty lips that made...
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AnnSummers! When shopping for sex toys, lingerie, or even something for your BDSM backroom exploits, it’s always important to choose a retailer you can trust. Well, perhaps you enjoy walking into your local sex shop and chatting with the cashier, telling them how you appreciated their nipple clamp suggestions last week, but not everyone is into that.In the 21st century, most people prefer to purchase their sexual paraphernalia discreetly from the comfort of their own homes. But, still, it’s...
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