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What s Taking So Long Part 8

Surgery The following two weeks dragged by. We did attend a support group meeting with Shelly and Cathy. It was hard not telling anyone what was planned. The Monday before surgery finally arrived. Jamie had taken today and tomorrow off from work to be with me. About one that afternoon, we headed for the Middle Field Hospital and arrived just before two. I went through all the paper work and was taken to a private room. As instructed I undressed and put on one of those nasty...

What s Taking So Long Part 9

I now look almost completely like a woman. The only way you could tell that I wasn't, was by the male equipment between my legs. Jamie had also worked very diligently on my deportment, so I also now walked, talked, and acted like a woman. Well, not completely, but I'm getting there. Jamie can be a real taskmaster. Am I complaining? Definitely not! Monday was going to be one of those days where you either sink or swim, the spa's web site was going live. We put it up early in the...

What s in a name

I shoved my Nano drive into the port on the side of the computer and activated the prompts when they came up on the screen. I could have done it vocally, but since what I was doing was illegal it seemed safer to use the touch screen instead. The drive I had just installed was a rod of nano circuitry about the size of a triple A battery. And could contain up to sixty four zetta bites of information, this was way too much storage in my opinion. I could download a virtual version of the...

What s it like to cum as a man

She asked me; what does it feel like, to cum as a man? What does it feel like to have a sexy lady love you? Okay, let's see... what does it feel like to cum. I usually spend so much time fantasizing about what it might feel like for a girl - thrashing and moaning and feeling helpless - I don't think I've ever stopped and tried to break down all the thoughts and feelings I have myself, and really describe them. This ought to be fun. I need to step back and describe a little more than...

What s Good for the Gander is Good for the Goose

Author's Note: Warning this is a dark story and has a rape in it. The rape is not in but I do not want anyone who would be bother by it read it. *********** Adam woke up groggy and with a massive headache. His stomach was turning like a washing machine and his anus was burning with pain. He went to open his eyelids and they were heavy. When he open his eyes, it looked like his eyelashes were longer and his vision of the guest bedroom was blurred by them. "Why am I in the guest...

What s In The Name Shazstoned

It was a Saturday night some years ago, I was home alone, it was time to dress fully for the first time. I showered and had a good shave.I started with my false eyelashes on the top and bottom of my eyes, next the foundation and powder, eye shadow, a glittery green, dark red blusher to highlight my cheeks, black eye liner and masscarra followed. I added bright red lippy, all was applied quite heavy, how I like it.I got myself dressed, basque, seemed stockings and thong all in black, a very...

What s up Roomie

Fuck, why is she here?I wasn’t counting on coming eye to eye with her that morning. All I wanted to do was get breakfast, watch some TV and forget about the previous night.Alright, relax my dude. Say ‘good morning,’ get something quick and head back inside.“Good Morning Kedra.”“Heeey, morning Jace. Dude I had an awesome night,” she said glancing to me then to the television. She sat with her legs crossed on the couch while eating grapes in a tight, spaghetti-strap, black...

What s the harm in swiping right

She had never done something like this before, but fuck it, what was the harm?Linda swiped right, and immediately a message came across her phone. Harry has sent you a message.H- Hey sexy lady - pics?Linda rolled her eyes and nearly closed the app all together when the little voice in her head whispered What’s the harm?Laying across her bed, she fanned her brown hair with its tinted blonde highlights around her head and tried to pose seductively; it had been a while, but after a couple of...

What s A Gloryhole Amongst Friends

Dave told his buds that his wife Sue was going to be out of town for the weekend, so he invited several of them over for poker night.We had played for about two hours, and downed half of a keg of beer when Dave mentioned that instead of smoking cigars after the game, he had an alternative activity. Everyone was curious and when he told them the plan, they all agreed that it sounded fantastic.Dave explained that he'd met a delivery guy at work that had a brother-in-law that knew some guys that...

What s Behind The Curtain

Justin looked around nervously at the wonderous costumes and people behind them who walked from event to event at Dingaling City's annual pride parade. This was Justin's first time, having been raised in a conservative environment that would blush at such events, as he was doing so now. "Okay," thought Justin, "what first?" He was trembling in the heat of the summer, his light blue cotton button-up was showing telltale signs of his repressed little heart in slight perspiration stains. His...

What s in a Name a Semper Fi Family

“Sam? Sam?” I heard a voice say. “Sam, you need to wake up. The nurse is going to be bringing breakfast by in about 15 or 20 minutes.” I slowly woke up and started looking around. It took a few minutes to realize I was still in the hospital, recovering from being shot twice. The voice belonged to my co-worker and friend, Rebecca. Actually, as I had realized the night before when I woke up for a few minutes after my surgery, Rebecca was more than a friend. A LOT more. “How are you...

What s A Guy To Do

I heard the laughter coming from my mother's bedroom, that's what first caught my attention, but now I just stood there in a stunned silence! My brain couldn't fathom what my eyes were seeing, there, there on mom's king sized bed, were my mother and her best friend, Rena Wilson, hugging and kissing and both of them stark assed naked. You have to understand my bewilderment, first off I didn't have a clue that my mother was gay and secondly, my mother Mary is 54 and Rena just turned 55 and...

What s for Supper

That’s a question every mother and wife dreads hearing on a weekend when she knows there isn’t much in the fridge to fix. Guess I should have gotten into town earlier this week but there was just so much to do around the house. After asking if anybody wanted to go to the grocery and getting a “No” from everyone, as expected, I threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top, hopped into the ‘ol Explorer and headed into town. It’s about a thirty-minute drive into town. There’s a small mom and pop...

What s in A Name

Copyright© 072905 Hmm, the morning sun sure feels good. I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange bed. It was early, I knew that. No sounds other than my breathing, and wait... Someone else in the bed with me. Oh right, now I remember. Last night. Jeeze, ok - I do remember. I was there to have a beer and listen to the music at the piano bar. Dueling pianos. Way cool. They play a bit of everything. I was on my own, probably for the first time in 15 years. My relationship had finally...

What s in a Name

Twitching and writhing with anticipation, Dana Richards lay upon smooth linens and gazed up in wonder. Her brilliant blonde hair strewn out around her, and her blue eyes darting around to find a glimpse of her prince charming. Doubt had left her at long last. The fear that she would never find love was gone. From the second she had laid eyes on him, walking through the restaurant door in his starched white shirt, and creased khaki pants, she'd wanted him. He'd dressed up just for her. They...

What s a Little Breeding Between Friends

The phone call broke me out of my daydream, and I was a bit startled, to put it mildly. I had recently sold Icarus, the publishing firm that Eric, Bobbie, and I founded, to a large national publishing house. I now lounged near my pool with an ice cold PBR and my favorite pretzels (Rold Gold) when I heard my cell phone buzz with the default dial tone. It was late August, and despite being Oregon (so not hellish like some other places), it was still a bit toasty when it didn’t rain. “Hello?” I...

What s Wrong With Anne Turing

The voice that woke Anne was quiet, almost apologetic. She came awake immediately, unsure of how long she had slept. "Anne," asked Dr. Garvin. "Are you awake?" Anne looked around the office. Had she fallen asleep? She remembered clearly coming into Savoy Laboratories for an internship. She'd had an interview, been offered the position, and then? It got a little hazy from there. "Yes, Dr. Garvin," said Anne. "Did I fall asleep? I didn't mean to." Dr. Garvin gave her a kindly smile....

What s Good for the Goose

It had been only a few days since Alice had the incredible threesome experience with Lucy and her husband, Joe. Since then, not a moment had passed when she wasn't exploring her new found sexual freedom. She woke up with Joe's cock in the crack of her ass, had Lucy's pussy for dessert after lunch, and shared them both after dinner. Rather than sate her, the exponential increase in her sex life just made her want more. No matter where she was or who she was with, she wanted sex. Her nipples...

What s a Co wife

“Dan, this is Mariella. Call her ‘Ella’.” Smiles and a handshake. ‘Ella’ looked to be anywhere from early twenties to late thirties, possibly Hispanic, still pretty. I was no judge of age any more. At the moment, I was wondering how ‘Ella’ was going to infect my life. Knowing my wife, I knew she wouldn’t be able to refrain from saying something. “She has come to see about the ad I placed.” I vaguely recalled Diane saying something about hiring somebody to help clean. I nodded. As I turned away...

What s a Little Adultery Between Friends Chapter 2

I awoke the next morning to something trapping my dick, and it didn’t take long to realize what. It was a very warm, wet pussy, and it belonged to Bobbie Anderson, my best friend’s wife, much to my shock. I panicked for a moment, but she put her finger to my lips and increased the pace of her strokes as she rode with her usual passion, her typical zeal. I had heard a few stories from Eric ... and yes, from her, by now, that I was aware that she was just plain awesome in bed, and now I knew it...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 2 A Turn for the Better

Sam called back about an hour later, "It's all set up, buddy boy, we leave for the airport in a limo at 10 in the morning, we fly out of DFW at 2, and we will be in Florida before you know it. We have a condo, well, like a real large suite, one with four bedrooms, a sitting room, and a kitchen. We are about a hundred yards from the monorail station at the resort, then it's ride the rail to the park. I have us booked for three weeks, is that going to be ok? I mean we can stay longer if we...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 3 Brie

I knocked on Brie's door and she said to come in. I walked in and glanced at her coming from the bathroom between the two bedrooms. Brie had on one of my old t-shirts for a nightgown. I just noticed that she was starting to show signs of growing up. There were two little points in the shirt where her chest was; could she be growing breasts? Wow, I really missed some changes around here. "I hugged Brie and tucked her in, then sat on the side of the bed. "Brie, Honey, I have to ask if you...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 4 Cathy

I tapped lightly on Cathy's door, hoping that she had already gone to sleep. No such luck, I heard, "Come in, Daddy, I'm ready for my turn to get tucked in." I went over to the bed and Cathy was on top of the folded over sheet and light blanket. Cathy too wore one of my old t-shirts for a nightgown. This one, however, had seen much better days. It had holes and was getting a little threadbare as well. I could see one pink nipple poking out of one of the holes in the shirt and there was a...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 5 The Trip from Hell

I finally fell asleep last night and the alarm jarred me awake early this morning. I forgot to turn it off last night. I may have had too much on my mind to remember I was not going to work for a while. I'm not sure how much of the 12 weeks I would take. I first called Bob's number at work and left a message that I would be gone for three weeks minimum, but I could be reached by cell phone if necessary. Then I got up, showered again, got dressed, then knocked on the girl's doors before I...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 6 We Meet Another New Friend

Sandy, Cathy, and Sam got some drinks and sat off to one side of us, but Brie clung to me. There wasn't a couch to sit at that was empty, so we sat in a big overstuffed chair. Brie sat on my lap and buried her head into my chest and wrapped her arms around my neck. A little while later, as Brie was finally calming down some, we were paged that our transportation was now ready and they hoped we had a good flight. We boarded the extended golf cart with the airline's logo on the front and were...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 7 A New Day Dawns A New Life Begins

I awoke again at 7:30 and my nighttime visitors were gone. I got up and went to my en-suite bathroom and peed and showered again. I got dressed and headed out to the sitting room. I met Sam there and he had just ordered breakfast for us and it would be arriving shortly. I checked on the girls, but they were not in their room. I knocked on Sandy's room and I heard some giggling. I opened the door and all three girls were sitting on the bed talking. I said, "Breakfast will be served shortly,...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 8 A Dream Come True

Once downstairs we loaded up in a 9 passenger van and headed for Hunters Creek to pick up Ms Howard, er ... Sheila. God, this is all so fast, Am I doing something right or is this wrong? Only time will tell. Once we arrived at her apartment, I walked up to the door and knocked. A beautiful blonde, half-dressed woman answered the door and yelled, "Shel, your hunk is here. Come on in, Handsome. Shel, you better treat him right or I'm going to go after him myself. Woof!" Shel came out of a...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 9 What a Show

Sam and I sat where we were told and a beer was suddenly thrust into our hands, cold ones too. We sat back and wondered what was in store for us. My girls' door opened and Sandy paraded out in a very nice sundress and sandals. She twirled around, showing quite a bit of leg, then went to stand by her father's room. Brie came out next, in much the same dress, but a different color, one that complemented her hair, and wearing sandals. She twirled in her dress and I was able to see up to her...

What s a Father to Do Chapter 10 A Happy Ending

I don't think I need to tell you all that Shel e-mailed and then called her airline and resigned, quit, whatever, the next day. I was a one person party to a fabulous fashion show that night and fireworks did go off, but I think they were in our hearts and our minds. Yes, we were compatible; yes, we had sex, we fucked, but we mostly made tender, sweet love to each other. I think I was bone dry by the time Sam and the kids returned. I know I couldn't have gotten it up, no matter who showed...

What s a Little Swapping Between Friends Chapter 2

“So, how was that, baby? Sex with Eric for the first time. With Bobbie, too, for that matter?” I asked my fiancee, Carly, who smiled at me as we showered together during a lull in the orgy. “Papi ... that was the best thing that we’ve done together, you, me, Eric, Bobbie, all having fun together. We really should do that regularly, permanently, wife-sharing, wife-swapping, husband-sharing, too, of course. Delicioso! Absolutely yummy! Please, let’s do it, let’s all be lovers and live...

What s a Little Swapping Between Friends Chapter 3

On the fifth stroke, going back into Bobbie straight from Carly’s twat, while Eric did the opposite, we were all agreed that this was a splendid idea. The constant transfer of our dicks between the two ladies seemed to please both of them, in fact, judging by their reactions to that exchange. They responded somewhat differently from each other in style, Bobbie being mostly about the squirting and cussing, Carly about the moaning and screaming, but the effect was the same. Both women were...

What s good for the goose is good for the gander

When my husband Zack got released from cute sexy black girlfriend. We had a substance abuse problem. Shasha is my friends name. We did some product and I would text black men teasing them sexually sending nude pics of myself. Well my friend Shasha spilt coffee on purpose so she could take off her shorts and shirt. She was wearing a g-strings and matching bra. Posing bent over ass in the air then lying back legs spread wide. Her pussy was trimmed. You could see her crotch as the g-string went...

What s A Girl To DO

Note : This story is completely fictional! It all started on my 18th birthday. I was out in the pool with several of my friends. We were splashing and diving and just being girls. was in the house fixing the cake and my dad was on the B.B.Q grill, grilling up some hamburgers. After about an hour we were all started to get hungry and I looked at the grill and daddy wasn’t there. I got out of the pool and went to find him. I walked passed the edge of the garage and here some groans coming from...

What they say about Orientals is true

There was this girl in college who drove all the guys crazy when she walked down the halls or around campus. She was a senior and about 25, but she looked 15. With her long jet-black hair down about ½ way to her ass and brown eyes that looked right through you she was an oriental beauty. She stood about 5 foot tall and weighted maybe 110 at the most. She had one of those heart shaped face that looked like she was smiling all the time. You know most Orientals are small and most are attractive...

Whatever Happened to FTDS

~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ Who is FTDS and where has he been? ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ There may be a few readers who wonder whatever happened to FinishTheDamnStory aka FTDS? I think it’s time to clear that up. Perhaps more than time. FTDS is a collaboration of two authors. One was the driving force behind the plots and ideas, the other was the man who took freehand written partial ideas for completing stories, sketched out on yellow legal pads, and turned those into submittal stories. I...

Whatever You Desire

Bob woke up in an unknown place surround by nothing but darkness and a teenage girl. The girl had light blue eyes and long blonde hair that extended to the middle of her back. She looked around 18 or 19 years old and had a chest size of around double D's. She had a beautiful hourglass figure and a relatively big butt. "Hey. I'm a goddess that is going to have mercy on your soul." "What happened? Where am I? "You died and I happened to notice that it might've been my fault." She said it with...

Whatever You Wish

Eli. That's my name. And I've been waiting for you. Because of your stubbornness, your conviction to abide by the rules of society, I have created this room. Behind these doors, we can do whatever we please, for as long as we wish. No consequences. Isn't that the world you've been dying to live in? I know you've been watching me. As I walk to class, I feel your eyes on me. And I know you've been waiting too. I just didn't think I'd have to go to such extreme measures to get you alone.

Whatever You Ask

I stared up into my wife's big brown eyes. Her long dark hair cascaded down to her large tits encased in black pvc and pushed forward and up to form a deep cleavage. My eyes traced down the shiny pvc corset to where her crotch met my chest and at that junction a large black cock protruded from between her legs. The tip pointed upwards to towards my mouth and as I took in this sight she pushed it forwards towards my chin."Suck it," she groaned, "Suck my big fat cock."She pushed her hips forward...

Whatever Works Ch 4

The next morning Ed awakens to the smell of coffee, pancakes, and bacon. He grins to himself thinking back to all the tricks the girls put him through and how many times he had cum. He walks out into the hall naked and peeks around the corner to see both Molly and Sara fixing breakfast together. Sara handing dishes to Molly and she setting the table. Molly looks up and sees him peeking and giggles. "Wow, look Sara, our stud is still alive." Sara laughs. "Well come on in studman, we don't mind...

Whatever Ester Wants

WHATEVER ESTHER WANTS By Mr. Task Esther smiled seductively and actually winked at me when she approached the table in the busy mall restaurant where I sat, all dolled up in women's clothing, sipping a double espresso and waiting for the stores to open. She was exotic. From the second I (and every early morning shopper - male and female!) saw her, my heart and mind reeled crazily. I suddenly experienced the strangest feeling of love, lust, intense desire, you name it....

Whatever happened to Rory

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO RORY? CHAPTER ONE The wall fronting the main entrance to Penelope’s estate was an imposing fraud. Built of undressed stone thirty feet high and twenty feet thick, it ran for only a hundred yards on either side of the gated archway which gave entrance to her estate before petering out in the forest. One of those Gothic follies so popular in Victorian times, it had stood for nearly one and a half centuries,...

Whatever Strikes Your Fantasy

Mallory Malone could not believe her luck as she stepped over the threshold and into the main foyer of the impressively large manor home. Once inside, she followed the gentleman who had helped her with gathering her bags from the cab she’d taken from the airport, as he led her to the large ornate front desk that was located in the small alcove to her right.He was a nice looking well-built young man, but she did not sense anything from his demeanor that would tell her what she was in store for...

Whatever Strikes Your Fantasy Chapter Three

Mallory smiled as she took in the conversations going on around her after coming back to the now from her daydreaming of her earlier afternoon romp with David. She caught some of the comments to Mr. Schilling from Constance on the food and the wine, but she was more interested in the dynamics of his project. Food and wine were great, but they were not her thing.She had learned from David earlier that all the last-minute guests had been assigned escorts/liaisons to cater to their needs, but...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 2

“Oh, tell me, why was it always you who, through the changes, you who always sang and played while the green vespers rang in the heart of the hillside. It’s a sad song that we always seem to be singing to each other. You and me, sweet and slightly out of key. Like the sound of a running-down calliope.” -Warren Zevon, “Tule’s Blues“ Helen Parker made her way through the snow along the side of the road. A few houses down, illuminated in the streetlights behind her, Wade Parker...

Whatever It CostsChapter 15

The following short school week suited me fine. The schooldays just rolled by, and before we noticed, it was Thanksgiving. Sara didn't need to work as the family filled the restaurant during the holidays. When I had tried to make some arrangements for Thanksgiving, I was told that everything had already been taken care of, and I just should come to my aunty's. I decided to play safe and come in early, willing to help - and with a huge bunch of flowers. It turned out that my help was not...

Whatever It CostsChapter 20

Tuesday morning came all too early. I skipped my morning practice once again, but our showering together made it worth it. Despite that, we made it to school in time – and were nicely relaxed. Our entrance to the school area together, hand in hand, was not unnoticed; but nobody approached us, or asked questions. Our peace lasted for about the first fifteen minutes of our common history class. Then came the announcement that Miss Marie Moltalvo was wanted at the school office immediately. So...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 11

“I was staying at a Marriott, with Jesus and John Wayne. I was waiting for a chariot; they were waiting for a train. And the sky was full of carrion. ‘I’ll take the mezuma.’ Said Jesus to Marion, ‘That’s the 3:10 to Yuma. My ride’s here.’” -Warren Zevon, “My Ride’s Here“ Sargento Hernando Ramirez listened to Generalissimo Armando Santori drone on about the fine job he’d done ordering others to mold them into Ultimados. It was a closed ceremony in Fort Ernesto’s gymnasium, and Violeta sat...

Whatever It CostsChapter 24

The year changed, and after a discussion with our doctor we decided that half a year of breastfeeding would be enough. Our little terrorist was more or less playing with Marie's breasts, rather than eating, anyhow. No, I was not that jealous - I had been very happy to watch Marie breastfeeding our Angel. But her teeth started to be quite sharp, and the task was sometimes more pain than pleasure. So, no more breastfeeding. Once Marie's periods started she would start taking pills, too. Then...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 14

“Whoa, thought it was a nightmare. Lord, it’s all so true. They told me ‘Don’t go walkin’ slow. The Devil’s on the loose.’” -John Fogerty, “Run Through the Jungle“ “DIETZ HAS BOMBS!” Contessa Helena de San Finzione shouted to the walls of her study. Mander was with her and had been looking at the photos when she got the call from Generalissimo Hernando Ramirez that she’d just ended. “Most likely, anyway. Scott had a crate of C-4 in his Nazi Loony Room, little over a third of it left! He also...

Whatever It CostsChapter 27

When college started again, Ms. Fraser looked sorry to find me alone there with Lily. Luckily, she had no problems working for a single dad. When she asked about the possibility of Marie coming back to us, I told there was none. When I continued that I had a schedule that almost totally excluded the possibility of dating she blushed a bit. I knew about her nieces. Even if they were very nice girls I had no intention to start courting via Sunday morning sessions at the local church. No thanks....

Whatever It CostsChapter 29

It was a bit more than a week later when the weather had turned really bad. It was cold, wet and miserable, but that did not stop me from cycling. Two more weeks and the other shower room should be available again. To tell the truth, the occasional flashing did not bother me much. Add into that, the fact that me getting semi-hard did not seem to bother the girls either. Today there was no flashing, but suddenly that half-familiar redheaded girl collapsed as I was passing her with a towel...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 17

“My jacket’s gonna be cut slim and checked. Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck. I ride a GS Scooter with my hair cut neat. Wear my war-time coat in the wind and sleet.” -The Who, “I’ve Had Enough“ “Marco Santori!” Contessa Helena de San Finzione’s shadow called from the doorway of the Taverna. The bartender turned off the music and everyone faced her. “Your Contessa summons you.” At the bar, a man dropped his beer and ran for the side exit. He opened the door and ran...

Whatever It CostsChapter 30

When I woke up Saturday morning, it was late. I was still tired, but I decided to get up anyway. If Lily was not up yet, she soon would be. Besides, we all needed breakfast. Not really knowing what everybody ate, I made a little bit ... well, uhh, quite a lot of everything, really. Lily was the first of the ladies to come down to the kitchen. Suddenly I heard voices by the door and then it hit me. I had promised to see my aunty and Beth today. Shit. I liked it when they visited, but I wasn't...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 21

“From the depths of Hell in silence, cast their spells, explosive violence. Russian night-time flight perfected, flawless vision, undetected.” -Sabaton, “Night Witches“ The DM took out some pre-gens. “Ok,” he said. “Who wants the rogue?” Contessa Helena de San Finzione and Nigel Mander’s hands both shot up. Mander saw and asked if there was something with “a big ‘fuck off’ sword” in there for him instead. D&D had turned out to be more popular in the film industry than Helen had...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 26

“Riding on this crazy train, I’m going paranoid. Watch me lose my mind and break the law. (Breaking the law! Breaking the law!) I’m a metal machine. (It’s close to midnight and he’s barking at the moon!) I’m a metal machine. (The rainbow in the dark is shining!) I’m a metal machine! (It’s close to midnight and he’s barking at the moon!) Unholy metal machine! (The kings of metal ride the sky!)” -Sabaton, Metal Machine Contessa Helena de San Finzione and Nigel Mander could hear the men in...

Whatever It CostsChapter 50

Before the summer we had one more incident involving Melissa. Due to the problems she had to face after her father's death she had hardly managed to finish high school. Partly because of those bad memories, she was not very interested in continuing her education, though both Lindsay and I patiently tried to convince her otherwise. Her lack of interest in developing herself irritated Lindsay even more than me. "But what do you intend to do then?" I asked. "I want to be the best possible...

Whatever Your Heart DesiresChapter 2

I would love to say I had The Grand Plan: How To Transform Your Husband Into A Ravishing Fem-Toy, A To Z. The fact was, I didn't have a clue. It wasn't a topic normally covered by the Multiple Listing Service. I really didn't think the community library was going to be much help, either. I couldn't even find a copy of Feminization For Dummies in any of the local bookstores — not that I expected to. I did have the following assets: 1) a husband I flat-out adored who, apparently, had...

Whatever Your Heart DesiresChapter 3

In the afterglow of our lovemaking, Danielle and I had talked long into the night. I was flush with excitement at the prospect of this exciting new change in our lifestyle. Our lovemaking had become the most intensely gratifying of our entire relationship — for both of us, at last — and I could only foresee it getting better. Danni seemed more ambivalent. I was concerned about it, fearing she was already having second thoughts about committing herself to this radical change. I approached the...

Whatever It TakesChapter 7

I stayed and watched the Saints beat the visiting Lincoln (Nebraska) Saltdogs, 5-2 behind a kid who, I thought, looked even younger and greener than I did on the mound. But he was taller than I was, and had arms that seemed to hang down to his knees. Maybe he was physically better-equipped to be a pitcher than I was. Then again, Pedro Martinez isn't exactly Goliath on the mound. It seemed to me that Sandy Koufax hadn't been a big guy, either. When I got back to the car, I found my Baseball...

Whatever It TakesChapter 9

I looked up Bill Bowman as soon as we arrived back in St. Paul. Before doing so, however, I researched him thoroughly -- not only in the Baseball Encyclopedia, but on the Internet. I'd had only a vague idea of his past career in the major leagues. I'd heard of him, even though his career had ended several years before I had even been born, but I wanted to know something about him before we talked. Bill Bowman had never been the ace of the Twins' staff, but for about four years, he'd...

Whatever It TakesChapter 16

Josie arrived in San Diego early Saturday evening and called me on the cell from there around 10:30. Our game against the Mexicali Aguilas (Eagles) had just ended. We'd won, 6-3, and I hadn't been called on to pitch. I knew that meant there was an excellent chance I would pitch in relief on Sunday, with Josie in the stands. "If you want, I could come over there tonight," she said. "I've already rented a room for us here, but, hey, it's not very far. I could be there not too long after...

Whatever It TakesChapter 20

Make-up sex (if that's what Josie and I were having that night) turned out to be just exceptional. Well, maybe not. How can I describe it as "exceptional" when every night I've ever spent in bed with Josie was exceptional (at least for me). That old saw about "even when it's bad, it's good" just wasn't applicable, 'cause it was never bad. But anyway, it wasn't make-up sex, really, because by the time we got to bed that night, Josie's negative reaction to my earlier harangue...

Whatever He Wants

This is my first attempt at writing a sick story. I never read anything that really turns me on to the max, so I’m going to try to put my perverted thoughts into this story. First off, let me tell you about me. I’m 62, 5’5, 180 lbs. I’ve been told that I’m a fairly good looking guy. I’ve been married to the same woman for 43 yrs. She is a wonderful woman and I do love her, but she is very heavy and we don’t have sex very much anymore. We have three great kids. Up until about 15 yrs ago I used...

What To Do About Edie

I've been married to Edie for just a little over six years and I am constantly finding out things about her - things that I would never have expected or even believed for that matter. For instance - I just found out she is a slut. Edie wasn't a virgin when I married her. It wasn't something that I knew first hand, but in the spirit of being up front with me Edie laid out her entire sexual history for me even to the point of naming names. I knew two of her previous lovers and she wanted to...

What I think about when I masturbate Part 5 Ashamed of Myself

It is a Wednesday afternoon, and I've come home from college. Unusually, that day my parents were not around the farm – Dad was out with friends at an agricultural show in Hampshire, and Mum was running our stall at one of the farmers markets. After I walk inside, I change my clothes, ready to take one of the horses out for a ride. In addition to the farm, we also run a livery business, providing stabling and equestrian facilities for a number of customers. This is Mum’s business really but, as...

What I Think About When I Masturbate Part 3 Taken for a ride

This fantasy is based partly on something that actually happened.When I was seventeen, I went out with a boy for four weeks. He was twenty, and is the only “boyfriend” I have actually had.Unfortunately it didn’t last long, as I began to realise that he wasn’t a very nice person. He soon became very controlling and tried to make me do things I didn’t feel I was ready to do.He was only interested in having sex with me, and I wasn’t (and still am not) ready to have sex. Apart from a lot of...

What my man told me about last night

My ex and I have recently reconnected and realized the things we have in common...one of them being that we love porn. I had the profile first and invited him to share and what you see in our favorites accurately reflects what turns each of us on. Unfortunately, we don't live in the same state (we're working on rectifying that) and he has a roommate He's bi-curious, which is sexy as hell to me and the following is what he texted me about last night. Up until last night, there hadn't been...

What I think about when I masturbate Part 1 Almost drowned

I will start with the first “fantasy” I had, which I have thought about ever since I began masturbating a few years ago. This actually started as a bad dream/nightmare, which I had when I was younger, and used to recur every few weeks. It would wake me up during the night, and I would be in a state of terror and panic, sweating and gasping for breath. But I would also feel sexually aroused when I awoke. When I got older and began masturbating, this dream/nightmare became my regular fantasy. I...

What I Am About To Do

We’ve been on this bed together, fully clothed, for what seems like hours now. The intensity and passion of our kisses has grown to near-frenzied groping, I can feel the damp heat of you through your pants, and there is no question you know exactly how hard you’ve made me. You turn me on so. It has taken every bit of self-restraint I possess to keep me from shredding your clothes and devouring your flesh in my eager mouth. But darling, I can wait no longer. I need to make you come. Need feels...

What I Am About To Do

We've been on this bed together, fully clothed, for what seems like hours now. The intensity and passion of our kisses has grown to near-frenzied groping; I can feel the damp heat of you through your pants, and there is no question you know exactly how hard you've made me. You turn me on so. It has taken every bit of self-restraint I possess to keep me from shredding your clothes and devouring your flesh in my eager mouth. But darling, I can wait no longer. I need to make you come. Need feels...

What is it about a womens bulge

A very attractive women once bumped into me in a very crowed club in Mexico City, I turned to say excuse me. I was speechless at her beauty. She was wearing a short skirt, garters below the skirt and knee high boots. She just stared at me and with out saying a word she bumped me again. I felt something different something firm and it moved it was very intriguing. I kept looking at her and without saying a word I couldn't move, I wanted to say something and I couldn't. She slowly put her arm...

Whatever Gets You Through The Night

What Ever Gets You Through The Night. By Hotfeet (All location references are to the UK) I watched the surreal landscape pass by. A mixture of ghostly fields and towns, mixed with the near white blur of hedges and trees. It was late January. The weather had suddenly changed from surprisingly mild, to a more seasonal frosty. After three hours on the train, I had become lost in my own thoughts. I’d almost forgotten why I was journeying down south. My life at that moment had become...

whatever Lola wants

Lola’s friend was performing at the bar we went to that night, she was a beautiful Brazilian girl, tall but extremely voluptuous, with wide hips, bouncy ass and large breasts just jiggling about in front of her as she turned upside down on the pole. Her many moves included a slow sensuous climb up the pole then turning upside down and spreading her legs apart in to a perfect split. Lola looked extremely attractive that night, her dark eye make up made her eyes look deep and sensual, her lips...

Whatever it Takes

Hi I'm Mila. I'm 21 years old 5'4 130 pounds 38DD and I am a broke college student. I have been working for this company for about a year, I have been working really hard and I deserve a raise or some type of bonus. I been busting my butt for dead-end pay, and going to school everyday; and the only pleasure I have been getting lately, is fingering myself to sleep. What I wouldn't give for a nice hard cock to fill my empty pussy. If I don't find someone soon I may have to just give it away. Who...

Whatever s Clever

“What’s up, Shanna,” the building inspector perked up.“Not much. I was just checking to see if you can still come to my presentation tomorrow night.”“Yep! I already baby momma and she’s cool.”“Great,” delighted the sandy-haired grad student with deep, yellowish-brown skin. “I really appreciate the support. I’m sorta nervous.”“Don’t be. You’re gonna rock it!”“Thanks, Zavier. I’ll text you the address later. How’s Braxton.”“Li’l man is good,” he referred to his son. “Real good.”“Glad to...

Whatever Works Chapter 3

Ed pulls into the parking lot and clocks in, then goes directly to Arnie's office. He knocks lightly on the door and Arnie looks up from his computer. Seeing Ed at the door, he motions him to come in. "Hey Ed, have a seat, even if you didn't help me with Molly." Ed glares at him, "Whoa now, buddy, you shot yourself in the foot with that bullshit about driving yourself and not telling me, and kinda forgetting to tell your wife about Charlene. You have to admit you made yourself look pretty...

Whatever Works Chapter 2

Sara pushes Molly into the kitchen, putting her at the table cutting up a salad, while she made grilled cheese sandwiches and a veggie soup. They chat while eating lunch and Sara asks Arnie if he told Ed about driving himself to work. Ed looking puzzled asks, "Why are you doing that Arnie? My driving scaring you or something?" Arnie's face turns red, "Um no Ed, it's just that I need to better coordinate with third shift, and I'll be running later. No sense in you having to wait around for...

Whatever Works Chapter 1

Sara Fletcher watched from her front porch as Arnie Harned pushed his wife, Molly, into the house. Molly and Sara have been best friends ever since the Harneds had moved in next door six years ago. Sara is twenty eight years old, five foot six, hundred thirty pounds, short brown hair, dark chocolate eyes and a very pretty woman that draws enough whistles and stares to keep Edward her husband of ten years alert. Ed is thirty years old, five foot ten, hundred sixty pounds, good looking with close...

WHATEVER HAPPENED to ELLIE Part 2

When I dropped Ellie off at her Mom Helen,s she came out clutching a set of keys. “Got the keys to our cottage at the Lake. Mom hardly ever uses it now Dad,s dead so we can fuck I disturbed out there and also go for a swim.” She Tod me as she slid close on the passenger seat. “Don,t have my swim trunks with me.” “Who bothers with swim suits silly?” She laughed, fished out my hardening penis and started playing with it. It was stiff as a board by the time we parked in front of their “cottage” a...

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ELLIE

I recently told you about the lovely Ellie, daughter of a very prominent man in the small South Dakota Town I was raised in and how we drifted apart, hardly surprising as I was from a struggling financially family and Ellie,s father owned a thriving business, but sometimes having everything on a sliver platter isn’t,t so fabulous. I,d never had the nerve to ask Ellie for a date as I was terrified she,d turn me down though as long time friends she usually rang me up and had long chats about her...

Whatever gets the job done

Working late at night, the building is quiet so I can hear most noises from my office. I heard doors in the building. 'That's strange', I thought to myself, and figured I should investigate. Nobody else works late that I know of and anyone else might need a break too. We could get some coffee.I left my office and made my way to the general area from which I heard the door sounds. Nothing. I was sure I heard something. Then I heard a moan coming from the ladies bathrooms. I pushed the door to...

Whatever to School

P2 Sequel from 'Whatever'So the day after my dad started making me go naked around the house and checking up my sweet spot to see if my hymen is still intact, that night I had a problem going to sleep at all so it took me several hours that night to fall asleep...and woke up late! I woke up so late that I jumped out of bed and put on my big coat without wearing anything underneath it. Yea I'm going to school naked, not really. Because at the same time I grabbed my gym bag and stuffed in a...

Whatever

When I was about this old, my widowed dad start to made me do one thing I never thought I'll ever do. At first it was really embarrassing, because he has not seen me naked since I was little. But now that I'm this old, he said that everyday starting today that I will have 'no clothes' on when I'm on the house. And that every once in awhile, he'll touch inside my sweet spot to see if my hymen is intact and still there.Do you have the slightest idea where this story heading to? Well you should,...

whatever Lola wants

Lola's friend was performing at the bar we went to that night, she was a beautiful Brazilian girl, tall but extremely voluptuous, with wide hips, bouncy ass and large breasts just jiggling about in front of her as she turned upside down on the pole. Her many moves included a slow sensuous climb up the pole then turning upside down and spreading her legs apart in to a perfect split. Lola looked extremely attractive that night, her dark eye make up made her eyes look deep and sensual, her lips...

Whatever Strikes Your Fantasy Chapter Two

“This is absolutely a fabulous dinner, Mr. Schilling,” Constance Wells said from her seat on the left of her host. “I will have to get the recipe for this dessert from your chef. It is simply to die for!” Mallory smiled as she took in the exchange between her colleague and their host. She was seated on his right facing Constance, at one end of the large dining table. She had been looking forward to striking up a conversation with Benjamin Schilling after seeing the seating arrangements, but...

Whatever I want

Lisa and I had been seeing each other for over two months and, although I loved being with her and cherished our time together, I was starting to get frustrated about her refusal to sleep with me. I didn't want to rush her into anything and would never force myself on her but I felt that our relationship had reached the point where we should take the next logical step and spend the night together. However, every time I tried to progress beyond necking and a little heavy petting Lisa would get...

Whatever It CostsChapter 4

Tuesday morning was a bit easier. Not much but still. It was fifteen to ten when I was already waiting outside one of the city offices. My aunty arrived at five to ten and I followed her in. In the room there were several people waiting. I already knew the DA, our headmaster and that security guy who had difficulties holding his smile. And there was one older gentleman - he probably was the one from the school district. After introductions Mr. School District went straight to the...

Whatever It CostsChapter 5

My shower next morning was a bit better. Early morning at school was not. But by lunchtime the news had spread around the school and at least some of the looks had changed but not all. Some of the cheerleaders looked at me like I was a dead fish in their glass of water. I guess I had gone down a long way since last year. When I sat down to have my lunch two of my friends - or ex-friends - sat down with me and wanted to know what had happened, and why had I dumped Marie. They also wanted to...

Whatever It CostsChapter 6

By Friday morning the showering was easier but I missed my practice. I would be totally out of shape once I could start practicing again. That could not be helped. At school it was clear that something was out by the curious looks I was getting. I thought that was a small wonder that it had not leaked out before. But all those rumors were interrupted by a bigger announcement during the second class. Since it was raining slightly outside all the students were asked to come to the gym. There in...

Whatever It CostsChapter 8

At the end of the week Marie was still avoiding me - or everybody. I noticed that it was always her mother or father driving her to school or back home. And once I saw her mother she tried to kill me by looking. I was sure she tried. By Friday lunchtime I was having a lunch with my friends when the dark twin came to me and gave me a piece of paper and kissed my cheek. "Judy asked me to give you those." Before I could thank her, she was gone. I could still feel that raven colored hair...

Whatever It CostsChapter 9

Monday back at school was uneventful - until lunchtime. True to their word now it was Robin who came to me and informed that we are going on a date on Friday. In the same instant I agreed to pick her up that five PM. The glint in her eyes gave me something to wait for. And my friends were catching the flies at their end of the lunch table. The only thing they got out of me was that I had had a dinner with the white twin and now I was repeating it with the dark twin. No big deal. They...

Whatever It CostsChapter 11

By Monday lunchtime, one of my friends started to piss me off with his questions about the Halloween party. Once the twins were within hearing distance, I made sure that I looked pissed off and checked that one of my friends had his mouth full of Coke. How can someone have Coke with lunch? "So you have to know that I did there? Would you believe if I told you that I was a play-toy of one hot lesbian couple for the most of the night?" He did not disappoint me. Some cola came out of his...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 3

“Father wears his Sunday best. Mother’s tired, she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs. Sister’s sighing in her sleep. Brother’s got a date to keep, he can’t hang around.” -Madness, “Our House“ Georgia Poldouris shouted at her children to clean faster. She dusted a credenza fervently as her younger children picked up toys and her older children picked up laundry. “Mama,” Lady Maria Louisa Francesca de San Finzione said in English to the woman whose oldest son she’d been...

Whatever It CostsChapter 13

Monday morning I picked up Sara on my way to school. We walked in hand in hand and severely violated the school's rules with a brief kiss before heading to our own classes. I guess that something started to stir immediately. Apparently it had been a quiet weekend. Just before lunch my friends stopped me and one of them asked me, "Is it true that you are with that slut Sara?" "And who says she is a slut?" I kept my cool, even if my blood was already boiling. I knew very well that...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 6

“I can pull a rabbit out of a hat. I can pull it out, but I can’t put it back. I can make love ... disappear. For my next trick, I’ll need a volunteer. Step right up! For my next trick, I’ll need a volunteer.” -Warren Zevon, “For My Next Trick, I’ll Need A Volunteer“ “I never asked for this.” Gino Giovanni, the young actor playing Count Vincenzo Ramon de San Finzione spoke to the grown men gathered in the cave with him. Cigarette smoke rose up to the roof of the cave from the actors’...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 8

“Death In the shape of a Panzer Battalion! Insect of terror! Don’t run, face your fate like a man! Cannot outrun our Panzer Battalion!” -Sabaton, “Panzer Battalion“ Lady Maria Louisa Francesca de San Finzione believed in a “San Finzione family curse.” Her parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins in the Royal line were all gone, leaving only her as the last blood heir of Vincenzo Ramon de San Finzione the First. He had devoted so much of his time to rebuilding his...

Whatever It CostsChapter 18

Sunday morning I woke to a sensation of someone holding my stiff prick and once my eyes opened I got a kiss and Marie climbed on top of me. She used her hand to guide me inside her and she gave a groan as she lowered herself onto me. There were certainly worse ways to wake up! Luckily I knew her sensitive spots so I was able to drive her to two small orgasms before the main event. Once I felt her big one approaching, I just let go and increased the tempo under her. As soon as she yelled and...

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