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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 lead to me laying my sister young

It started with my cousin when i was about 7 and she was i believe 15 at the time. I had an crush on her sister my younger cousin who was a year older than me and she knew it. Me and my family was in between homes at the time so we moved in with them and every day she would have us play marriage games. One night when everyone was sleep aside from me and her the older cousin came to the room i shared with my siblings. She said she her sister wanted to talk to me. I got all excited only to find...

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

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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 Am I Going To Do Without You

“Good morning, Juan,” Juan’s aunt (or “Titi” as him and others liked to call her. “Titi” was another word for “Tia” which is aunt in Spanish) said. She softly rubbed her hands on his broad shoulders. “Morning, Titi,” Juan said, while eating bacon and eggs sloppily. He got slapped across the head. “Pinche chico sucio! Wipe your damn mouth for once!” His aunt, Isa said harshly, but with love. Isa was a foul-mouthed Puerto Rican who migrated to New York. Men went wild for her. Isa had a slim,...

What would you do

Sleeping soundly on my side, I am woken by the smell of cock and sexual musk. In the dim light, my eyes focus on a penis, resting on the bed, inches from my face. A little backstory to explain how I found a penis before me. I invited a young gay couple to stay at my cabin in the country. They lived in my apartment building, and had helped me out a few times. We’d spent some time together, even had dinner together. They were charming, but liked to tease me. I often expressed some mystification...

What Am I Going To Do Without You

Juan Escobedo was going to the Naval Academy soon. He had just graduated high school last summer. He had good grades. He was an athlete, playing offensive tackle for the football team. He had even planned to walk on Navy’s football’s team. However, there was something bigger than football that he cared about and loved.“Good morning, Juan,” Juan’s aunt (or “Titi” as him and others liked to call her. “Titi” was another word for “Tia” which is aunt in Spanish) said. She softly rubbed her hands on...

What Am I Going To Do Without You

Juan Escobedo was going to the Naval Academy soon. He had just graduated high school last summer. He had good grades. He was an athlete, playing offensive tackle for the football team. He had even planned to walk on Navy’s football’s team. However, there was something bigger than football that he cared about and loved.“Good morning, Juan,” Juan’s aunt (or “Titi” as him and others liked to call her. “Titi” was another word for “Tia” which is aunt in Spanish) said. She softly rubbed her hands on...

James Pt 1 Two Years Younger

Things had went well with Derek for a few months. We'd meet eachother before school and walk together, share a quick kiss at the gates and then separate to go be with our own friends before first lesson. Then we'd meet back up at lunch and then again after school to walk home. Almost every night we would go out somewhere together, even if it was just into his house; of course there was always the sex... for the first week or so it was every day. Several times in school when we were both...

James Pt 1 Two Years Younger

Introduction: This is a new series of stories. This, being the first, took place two years after my last experience with Derek. I am now 16. This story and the stories to come in this series contain themes of homosexuality. The boys involved are all quite young, some under 16. If this doesnt interest you then stop reading now. Things had went well with Derek for a few months. Wed meet eachother before school and walk together, share a quick kiss at the gates and then separate to go be with our...

Older For Younger

Her eyes sparkled as they shook hands. It was the accepting expression on her face that first drew him to her. She was five and a half feet tall, thin, with tan skin and straight black hair. Her eyes were hazel and warm as they regarded him for the first time.Darren was five ten, thereabouts. An athlete since middle school his physique wasn’t something to be detailed, but enticing enough to be noted. His hair was light brown and slicked back. His face was handsome and his jawline pronounced, a...

I WISH I TURNED MYSELF SSSY WHEN I WAS YOUNGER

So the other day a perfectly normal conversation triggered the memory of when I was in early 20s and at the time didn’t even realise that I was starting my journey to becoming the sissy faggot I have turned myself into now because I would go swimming alone and even though I was very self conscious about my tiny dick I would enjoy having a shower after and back then you only communal shower one male and one female and I would also go naked even though most men would keep there swimming trunks on...

DONNA Breaking in a virgin 32 years younger

Nathan was 22 years old he’d been transferred to our store from another 7 miles away. He and I were always having a laugh and joking around. On our break he came and sat next to me, as our conversation flowed I found out he was a virgin. He’d never been out with a girl let alone touched one but he did say how desperate he was to lose his virginity. That got me thinking.A couple of weeks later the manager asked me if I wanted an extra couple of hours overtime, I asked what it entailed and he...

Cheating Milf Loves Younger

I live in San Diego with my husband who works for an Oil Company in Houston, so he commutes every week. This leaves me with four lonely nights, which in the last few years, I've occupied by being fucked by virile young guys. Black, white it doesn't matter to me as long as they're young and their cocks are hard then they're welcome in my pussy. I've even been introduced recently to threesomes and the joys of spit roasting. The tale I'm about to regale happened last weekend. My Husband does a bit...

Fathima grows bigger get younger

Hello ISS lovers! The characters in the story do not resemble anybody alive and kicking! I have always been amused reading all those star predictions which kept coming in almost all the newspapers and magazines although I always read them first whenever I browsed anything. However, I was in for a big surprise a few days ago as the prediction for my star perfectly coincided with what happened during the day. The prediction said that I would be getting pleasant news and exactly the same thing...

The Count of Monte CristoChapter 76 Progress of Cavalcanti the Younger

Meanwhile M. Cavalcanti the elder had returned to his service, not in the army of his majesty the Emperor of Austria, but at the gaming-table of the baths of Lucca, of which he was one of the most assiduous courtiers. He had spent every farthing that had been allowed for his journey as a reward for the majestic and solemn manner in which he had maintained his assumed character of father. M. Andrea at his departure inherited all the papers which proved that he had indeed the honor of being the...

Cheating Milf Loves Younger

I've occupied by being fucked by virile young guys. Black, white it doesn't matter to me as long as they're young and their cocks are hard then they're welcome in my pussy My Story I live in San Diego with my husband who works for an Oil Company in Houston, so he commutes every week. This leaves me with four lonely nights, which in the last few years, I've occupied by being fucked by virile young guys. Black, white it doesn't matter to me as long as they're young and their cocks are hard then...

What I M Going to Do to You

You come to visit me the first time while I am staying in California just after Christmas. I rent us a hotel where can be alone and no one can bother us. I've missed you so much be have been apart so long. You had a short visit with your family for the holidays and I patiently waited for you to visit me. I meet you at the airport and watch as you come out of the terminal. You are so gorgeous and I can't wait for what will happen that night. I take you around the sights showing you the city I...

Sister Wouldn t Approve

Taking a deep breath, I let myself in with a roguish smile breaking out on my face. Once inside, I know the drill: slip the key and twist a half-turn into the keyhole - little assurance. I rush upstairs and look around the room, a loud sigh escaping my lips. Here I am again! It's not like it's an alien landscape because I've spent a lot of time in my sister's flat lately.Given that she's an essential worker, she's out all day, so she's offered me her house to use whenever I need it as a...

Too Young

Introduction: Tamara was quite young at thirteen, but was she really a virgin. Sometimes I still like to think that she was. Fbailey story number 238 Too Young I knew that she was way too young but I just couldnt pass up the opportunity. She was just so young and innocent. She was also all alone. I knew that because I had been keeping an eye on her. Her mother had dropped her off an hour ago and had never came back. I watched her lying on the beach in her little girl bathing suit. It was a...

So Young

As I look back over the years between ten and f******n as magical years, I have only recently noticed something else. Little did I know that the choices I made in those years would lead me where I have ended up today. Now I take young street-boys indiscriminately. I use them, abuse them, and cast them aside. Some are hurt, some are bloodied, and some actively pursue me.It is those who pursue me that I find most interesting. They are of a lifestyle and I am not. They want the rough sex I give...

So Young

As I look back over the years between ten and f******n as magical years, I have only recently noticed something else. Little did I know that the choices I made in those years would lead me where I have ended up today. Now I take young street-boys indiscriminately. I use them, abuse them, and cast them aside. Some are hurt, some are bloodied, and some actively pursue me.It is those who pursue me that I find most interesting. They are of a lifestyle and I am not. They want the rough sex I give...

She was too young

A few years ago, I met my girlfriend on an online meeting site. She wasn't physically my type, but she had an attitude that made me horny anyway. She was kinky and I made a few first experience with her. But the story isn't about her, but about her daughter: Anna.When I first met Anna, she was 8. Cute little girl, but arent they all. Boys were "Heeewww..." for her. The first problem came in when she was 10. By that time, we were at ease in a new appartment. Walking around in underwear was...

You Are Young

You are young, son of mine "You are young, son of mine, " his dear mother said, "But well taught to keep yourself neat; Yet your hair hangs down way under your head Would cutting it be too much of a feat?" "When at school", the son tossed his hair with a flick, " 'Short back and sides' was made the house rule, Now that I mix with an intelligent clique By them long hair is deemed cool." "You are young, son of mine, " her voice was quite clear, "Brought up as a quite normal...

What would you have done

So yesterday I needed to drive to the bay area to have my car serviced, and left early , so I didn't get a chance to rub one out before I left, so after an hour or so I started getting a hardon...so there I am on I5 with a boner in my very loose shorts. As I drove on I decided to take it out and play with it...what a great feeling....stroking my cock and driving....I started to approach and semi-truck on my right and just kept on stroking....right past the truck...that was kinda fun so I did it...

What sexual season are you

What season are you?Spring:-The arrival of spring means that flowers are blossoming, and the cold morning sun brings a warmth to the bedroom with the sun rays lighting the cold wooden floor. The water is running in the shower and you and your partner lock lips in the hot steamy shower. Your back is pushed against the shower wall as your man spreads your thighs open with his legs to rub his hard cock against your ass. As you pant, he slowly pushes his cock into your ass, kissing you as he does....

What Can Brown Do For you

He Had Been watching her house for three weeks now, patiently awaiting his opportunity. The information he received was accurate: She didn't work and her husband was leaving the country on business soon...he would be gone for two months. The day after her husband left town, he dressed in a brown uniform and packed a large box with his gear. He was going to have some real fun with this bitch! The weather that day was horrendous, thunderstorms drenched the area as he pulled into her driveway....

Too Young

Too Young I knew that she was way too young but I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity. She was just so young and innocent. She was also all alone. I knew that because I had been keeping an eye on her. Her mother had dropped her off an hour ago and had never came back. I watched her lying on the beach in her little girl bathing suit. It was a two-piece but by no means was it a bikini. It had “The Little Mermaid” cartoons on it. The best thing about it was that it was too small for...

Losing it young

When we first started liking each other we used to sneak out to the playhouse and french kiss.At the time we felt so grown up doing that. Then one time when jess was at my house we decided to go swimming at the river while our parents were getting high together so we rode on down to the river and went to our favorite spot wich was up river from the road. We finally got there and I climbed on to the rock and was ready to jump in when Jess asked me to wait. She said "Hey come down a moment I got...

So nervous but so ready Mature n young

-The first photos Joshua sent me-I was so nervous. I had never done anything like this before, but it was all I could think about. I had been attracted to cock my whole life, dreamed about it even, but never dared to try. I could sense something about Josh almost from the beginning. Maybe he sensed it in me too, I don’t know, but there seemed to be a mutual connection. Things started out slow, testing the waters maybe, some conversations, then some texts. Before I knew it, driven by lust, I was...

Swapping Young

Larry and Beth were a young couple. They hadn't even finished college yet and they'd married in their junior year. They were very much in love, couldn't get enough of each other, and both Larry and Beth loved to fuck and be naked in each others' arms. Neither of them thought there was any possibility that they'd ever want to involve anyone else in their marital sex lives, but that was before Larry and Beth met Sam and Rhonda. Sam was a nice looking guy their age and Rhonda was a very cute...

Delores ThrockmortenChapter 2 Amy Young

Classroom rules for teachers and girls in grades K-10: Always be respectful of all males. When a male enters the classroom, greet them with, “Hello, Mr. (name)”. If an adolescent boy enters the classroom, greet them with, “Hello, (and their name).” Always smile, be approachable and give hugs when a male, no matter his age, does something for you or complements you on your appearance. Eyes forward, sit up straight in your chair, hands clasped together on the desk unless you are taking...

What I do when I think of you

Liu and Kait were finally able to spend some quality alone time. His promotion to Homicide Detective meant frequent double shifts and nights away from her. He was beyond exhausted. Kait missed spending time with him, but had her ways of releasing that energy. Their first night together in nearly one month was most welcome. Although the next night, Liu cautioned her that he was too tired to do “anything”. She knew what that meant and didn’t press him. They sat on the couch in their living room....

What I do when I think of you

Liu and Kait were finally able to spend some quality alone time. His promotion to Homicide Detective meant frequent double shifts and nights away from her. He was beyond exhausted. Kait missed spending time with him, but had her ways of releasing that energy. Their first night together in nearly one month was most welcome. Although the next night, Liu cautioned her that he was too tired to do “anything”. She knew what that meant and didn’t press him. They sat on the couch in their living room....

What Would Be the Chances Chapter 2

It was now some three months later and Mark Bellamy and Amanda Victoria Smythe had been living together for four weeks. Amanda had put the lack of initiation of sex in bed down to Mark getting used to their domestic arrangements, but now she was not so sure. She had, without Mark's knowledge gone to see a doctor and asked advice, never mentioning the full details that they were brother and sister, in fact she stressed that they were deeply in love but just could not get it together properly...

What I want for you

I think before your gangbang with these monster dicks, i would eat that sweet tight tasty pussy of yours until your pussy came in my mouth. i would savor how tiny and tight your pussy looks. i would fuck you with my little dick and feel your pussy walls wrap around my thin dick as you tell me how small i am and how you need more dick in you. i cum in your small little pussy and your pussy queezes the rest of my cum out of my small thin dick. as cum is oozing out of your pussy, i tell you how...

Eternally Yours

I was in a fatal dormancy. After existing for uncounted lifetimes, I’d lost connection with my mortal self and succumbed to the curse of immortality. It’s not an uncommon fate for my kind. The more we lose the emotions of life, the more we disconnect from the world around us. Some eventually awake, emerging as mummified monsters, driven mad with an overwhelming thirst. Others, lost in their increasingly distant thoughts, remain motionless forever, bodies crumbling to dust. None return from this...

Up Yours

BIG MISTAKE!!! As a van pulled up and stopped, and the sliding door opened, I realised this may not be such a good Idea. There were 4 black guys in there, and I had to make a choice, continue to walk, or take their offer of a ride. What the Hell it was only 5 miles, right? WRONG!! As I got in the van, and the door slid shut, I noticed there was no door handle to open it back up. The guy nearest the door had removed it after letting me in. One of the guys in the front asked me if I'd...

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