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What s With These Women

First Story I have been a widower for two years and just recently decided to get out into the world again. I have been talking to a lady on the Internet that seems real nice. She made the first moves toward a face-to-face meeting. I wasn’t ready for that until recently. We agreed to meet in a public place. I told her to bring a friend if it would help her be more at ease. We met at a little donut, coffee shop one morning and hit it off immediately. We sat and talked for an hour or longer. She...

What s cookin in the kitchen

(This was written to be read by a women – but hey, if men want to get their kicks from it too then whatever floats your boat…) ‘Phew, what a day!’ you gladly collapse into the chair in the kitchen and stretch your arms above your head before leaning back and closing your eyes. You can feel yourself drifting off to sl**p and into a dream where a thousands hands and lips tend to your naked body. A smile forms as in a state of half-sl**p you adjust your body to a more comfortable position and...

Somewhat Silent Library Escapades

I glanced nervously over my shoulder. The silence of the library was eerie under these circumstances. I was failing my history course this semester and rumors were often whispered about my lecturer, Paul Jones. I paced the history corner where I had been told to meet him and anxiously flattened my inappropriately short skirt. I was willing to sleep with him for the seven I wanted but I was under the impression that it would be private, in his office or apartment. I put my hands against the...

Mom never said a word well she couldn t

I was 19. She was 37, petite, beautiful, long silky red hair that framed the pale skin of her face perfectly. She had freckles that broke like a rusty galaxy across her upturned nose and high cheeks. I was the apple of her eye, her only child. Yes, she doted on me. I was strong, smart and very popular in High School...I was now carving out my place as a leader among the freshman at the small, private college I went to in Peoria. Nothing remotely sexual had ever bubbled up between us. She was...

Just Couldn t

I heard a loud explosion, the concussion hit me so hard it stole my breath away. Even through ringing ears, I could hear the screams of my buddies. I looked around at twisted metal and mangled bodies. The Humvee we had been traveling in was now a smoking death bed. I was trying to crawl out of the over turned vehicle when someone run ran up and laid a hand on my shoulder. I could see his lips moving, but couldn't make out the words. I struggled to get out, but this man I knew as Corporal...

What s on

Tap. Tap. Tap. Mr. Morison. Fucking hell, the History teacher. He was at my window, his suit clinging to his sweat covered body. It sure was hot here in the great state of Texas, his armpits were drenched, and his hair glistened with oil. As I looked at him, I realized he looked awful. Bags hung under his eyes that could store a small animal, and his glasses were cracked. A bruise had swelled up in his left eye, but it hadn’t blackened – not yet. I rolled down the window. “Get in a fight...

What s Not To Like

My wife Dee an I are in our 50’s ,we have some friends whose wife is also named Dee that we would go out with time to time. This particular night we were going bar hopping in our local town. We had already hit 4 bars when we came to the Brass Cactus, a little neighborhood bar that you parked in the rear and came in the back door, the had booths and tables, so by the time we got there it was packed so we had to sit apart,the two Dees sat together,and Dee’s husband sat with them.I sat at the...

What s The Big Deal Part 2

Part 2 Several days had transpired since the events of the previous story. Life had gone on as usual for our little family and why shouldn’t it have? We were comfortable and for the most part content. My husband Noah had no inkling about the changes I had in store for him though. I had now devised the first few steps to transform him into a cuckold; a desire of his that I had only so recently realized that he secretly harbored. If I were to be honest with myself, I wanted to be promiscuous;...

What s The Big Deal

I could tell my taste aroused him even more. He shifted, stretching out on his stomach, and reached up, under my legs to pinch my nipples and squeeze my breasts with the rest of his hands. My breasts were a large B cup, a good handful. I considered augmentation, but my tits are still perky in my mid-thirties after having a child nine years ago. I am 5’8”, have an athletic build with a very squeezable bubble butt and am quite comfortable with my body. I have straight, strawberry blonde hair just...

What s Wrong With Me 2

I hesitated a moment, relishing in the boy’s terror and just staring at him, doing all I could to prevent the tingling sensation between my legs. Once I was back in control, I let-out a loud whistle. The dog’s stopped barking immediately and the kid looked over his shoulder just in time to see the three big, black beasts glide from between the trees and lay down right where the sandy beach started. Then he looked back at me and took a shuddering, deep breath. He opened his mouth to say...

What s Wrong With Me 1

Also, there are references to fictional characters from real tv-shows - which I used without permission from the owners, nor do I claim any rights to anything but that which came from my own mind! And just a word about the setting. I was imagining a world similar to the later incarnations of a very popular and ongoing sci-fi staple, though slightly darker.... This was the first truly hard-core story I wrote, and as such, I had to make the setting comfortable enough for me to get over my...

What s love without stupidity

Kevin kicked back the reclining chair, raising the footrest, and grabbed the remote to turn on the TV. He thought about watching something that might actually interest him, but he had been having trouble sleeping and settled on a football game. As someone who was not very interested in sports, he knew the game would act as a tranquilizer. As he began to drift off, he started thinking about her again, his mind wandering back to the first day they had met. Kevin and Casey had met on the...

What s in a dry old fuck

WHAT’S IN A DRY OLD FUCK? By The Tall Man Chapter One: Len’s Bar, early days…a self-made man…Jenny…the gang bang Len’s Bar on a Friday evening after a hard week was the place to go in those days. Everybody and his secretary and his brother and his mistress (or his would-be mistress) were there. At the end of the working week, it was the popular den of iniquity to go to unwind, relax, flirt, pick up people for unsavoury purposes. Most hedonists' kind of scenario. A chance meeting...

What s a little sex among friends Part 3

After we both got up and took our separate showers we headed out to the new arcade in town. Noel had told me about it before I came down and it was a cool sounding idea. The owner had set up Xbox 360’s, PS3’s, Wii’s, and pool tables instead of the normal arcade style games and charged $5 and hour to play what ever you wanted to. He had almost every game for every system and if he didn’t have one you wanted to play he’d go get it, just for you. Nice guy, I hoped that he started...

What s a little sex among friends Part 2

Once again comments are appreciated. After I had brought her to orgasm with my mouth and hands we lay there on the futon together, her half naked and me with a terrible hard on, for a few minutes watching the rest of the movie. After a bit she grabbed her underwear and put them back on and then pulled the blanket back over us as she snuggled back into my arms. My hard on never did go away as we lay there together but that was ok, I had a feeling I would be able to satisfy myself soon...

What s happening to me

I'm pretty sure should the people concerned were to come across this post of mine, instant recognition and some action might follow... but I don't think they'd be looking for any of these... Being the only boy, I was taught decency and respect for my sisters...like never yelling at them, or never disobey them. It was frustrating to be on the receiving end of orders yet I kept things to myself and resented everything before I forget about it a day later. As with any boy who lives...

What s Love Got To Do With It Beth s Story Part 2

After a restless night with little sleep, I struggled through my day at school on autopilot. Using Randy’s terminology, I was totally wasted. What I really wanted to do was go into a coma and sleep for a week, but I knew I had to go get ready for tonight. No matter how tired I was, bailing out on my first “free-night” was not an option. He wasn’t getting off that easy.I walked through the front door almost two hours later than usual, completely exhausted. Randy attempted to give me a kiss, but...

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What s Love Got To Do With It Beth s Story Part 2

After a restless night with little sleep, I struggled through my day at school on autopilot. Using Randy’s terminology, I was totally wasted. What I really wanted to do was go into a coma and sleep for a week, but I knew I had to go get ready for tonight. No matter how tired I was, bailing out on my first “free-night” was not an option. He wasn’t getting off that easy.I walked through the front door almost two hours later than usual, completely exhausted. Randy attempted to give me a kiss, but...

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What s in a Name

Fearing the draft, Maxwell Braxton fled Colorado and migrated to Canada during the Vietnam conflict. He stayed there for five years until the war ended, and then moved back to the United States and settled in Seattle, where he married and raised a family.Alan Braxton was his second born. When he was sixteen he became aware that he was gay. He found no problem with this. Although unplanned, being gay was simply a part of who he was.When he was nearing graduation from high school Alan applied to...

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What s Good for the Goose and Goosing the Gander The Handjob Series

I was back in Montreal for Christmas. As I drove around the city I couldn’t help but enjoy old memories. Maybe because of the season, one memory from a Christmas past stood out. Swinging a little out of my way I drove past the old grey stone building where a long-time friend and I were once roommates. Her name was Sheri and we’d known each other since we were kids.It was just before Christmas and for once Sheri and I had the apartment to ourselves. We’d been secretly sleeping together for...

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What s Good For The Goose

Mac and Kevin had been friends since college. They partied a lot together, and continued to be close friends after college. Kevin was a groomsman in Mac and Beth’s wedding when they got married in their junior year of college. Kevin was surprised that his friend was messing around while he was dating Beth, but shocked when Mac’s cheating continued after they were married.Kevin might have understood Mac’s cheating if Beth hadn’t been such a sweet person, with killer looks. She worked as a dental...

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What s in my ass

A/N: This is a fun/dumb story that shouldn't really be taken too seriously. Edit: I made some edits to the story in order to make it make a little more sense. Edit 2: I made some changes to the premise to allow for more options and interesting plotlines. In a world similar to ours, a strange law has been passed: women can't wear anything on their lower half, and men have the right to put anything they want in a woman's ass at any time. The only regulations to this are: The object must not be...

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What s in Here

It was originally a gift for my best friend Jake but he hadn't wanted the stuipid last minuite gift. As I twisted and turned the colone bottle through my hands I studied its shape it resembled the shape of a gorgeous lady that had at least 38 DD. The top of it was the lady's head. Already i wished she actually was there. I figured why not keep it and see if i can use it. So when I got home i put it in a bathroom cabinet. It stayed there for 4 years. Then finally one year when I was looking for...

What s in a Dream

As he sat at his computer, he chuckled to himself as he thought about his latest dream. Not for the first time did he wonder if other people knew about the wonders present in the realm of dreams. He wondered how many of them knew that they could do anything they wanted to if they only had the right frame of mind. For instance, take the dream that he had had recently. He was in a large wooded area and was completely alone. Before the dream had gone very far, he decided that he wanted to levitate...

What s in Store

I bought a present for my niece’s birthday last week but when we gave it to her, it didn't work properly, so today... I took it back. The young lady on the customer service desk was about 22 and a really bubbly girl. So friendly, and I noticed, very pretty, with medium length blonde hair, lovely blue eyes, and a smile that would warm the coldest of hearts. She was dressed in the store uniform red fitted shirt, which accentuated her lovely figure, and tight black pants. I explained the problem...

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What s A Master The End

Like Icarus, I flew too close to the sun. It was my downfall. And again, like Icarus, it was my own fault. I made a bad decision, and I came spinning down from the heights of passion to the depths of despair. My story was going so well. Ursula cared deeply for me, her Roger, and I adored her with my complete soul. Who would have thought it would end this way? Cynthia and Carl had broken up. Who was to blame for that? I hadn't a clue, really. Perhaps nobody was. Perhaps it was just life...

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What s Next

What’s Next? Three Months Ago Sarah quietly tiptoed into their bedroom, glad for once that Ashley could sleep through a nuclear war. She was late. Really late. She got caught up at work on a project and ended up in conference with some client reps in Geneva. It was their ‘morning’ and they couldn’t have cared less that it was her ‘night’ and far beyond normal business hours. Tonight was date night and they had had plans. She hang up her ‘power suit’ and put the black pumps with the 4” heels in...

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What s A Master Part One

Cynthia was an old friend. She and I had been good friends for a long time. I knew her, and trusted her with my life and heart. She had never failed me. It was at her instigation that I went out with a dear friend of hers. This friend was someone from another group, another gathering that I had never met. Cynthia was a friend, but she also had her secrets to which I had never been privy. For whatever reason, Cynthia felt that Ursula and I would hit it off. We were about to find out this very...

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What s A Master Part Three

Our relationship continued and deepened. It was getting better and better. She had accepted that I was her Master, but in name only. I was not really that into it. I was very indulgent. For a sub she did pretty much whatever she wanted to do. It was actually quite charming in its own way. And we adored each other. My Ursula was a perfect woman, in every way. She was bright, very articulate, and engaging. And her beauty was outstanding. She had lovely, short, raven hair, and a body to die for,...

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What s A Master Part Two

Several weeks after I had met Ursula, with the help of Cynthia, my old friend, I received an invitation from Ursula to a party at her home in the suburbs of our east coast city. I readily accepted. I had grown to adore Ursula. I was so lucky that she was not married yet. That definitely gave me an opening. I knew the lifestyle she practiced and I was not horrified. I was fascinated. We had met a few times in the interim, and each time we had been conventional lovers. I had fucked her, sucked...

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What s it Like on the Other Side

What its like on the other side by B. Pink The club was heaving. My friends and I stood near the bar facing the dance floor. To our left was a seating area known to us as the kennels. This area was mainly occupied by groups of girls on their own, their dance partners their handbags. Late on the men that had not pulled a decent bird would swoop down on the area, trying to get one of them to take outside to release the booze fueled sex drive into. A raid into the kennels was the...

What s it Like on the Other Side Part 2

Whats it like on the other side - part 2 by B. Pink The girl slept easily, on her side, her knees pulled up in a feotal position, her hand between her legs, not touching or rubbing herself but just covering the female area that a short while ago had been sated and injected with sperm. I lay inside her, the darkness inside her body, her closed eyes shutting out all possible glimmer of light. I wondered what had happened to my body, was I still in it and my present self was an...

What s it Like on the Other Side Part 3 Conclusion

Whats it like on the other side The Final Part by B.Pink Before reading this it is essential that you read the other parts, otherwise this will make no sense at all. Even then, it may well seem confusing, as the story I have attempted to write of two people in one body I have found extremely difficult to put into words. Your comments and thoughts on this would be appreciated. Wednesday nights at the club, girls free before 9.30pm. We walked in, my face smiling at the hunky...

What s Taking So Long Part 7

Doctor Bob I had decided to take the job that Shelly had offered. I had found that I had the support of everyone that really mattered to me, my Mom, my sister, and most of all Jamie. I was going to spend the next few days check out all the options. I was leaning towards a permanent voice change, and then really living full time as a woman. There was just something that really did feel so right about it. Jamie gave me the name and phone number of the speech pathologist. On Monday...

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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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