Jo plumped the cushion and carefully positioned it until it was precisely at the right angle. Nothing less than perfection would do. Ricki, her friend of twelve years was coming to stay overnight and she would notice if the tiniest thing was out of place. An impatient knock on the door signalled ... read more
As a hobby, some artists enjoy modifying vintage magazine covers so that their original topics are transformed into transgender themes and shemale models replace the female faces and figures that originally graced the periodicals' covers. In the process, the titles of the magazines are sometimes cha... read more
In multicultural America, there is no place for black tits. Brown, tan, bronze, yellow, olive, red, and white boobs are forbidden, too, on the same grounds, which is that breasts of color--any color that is actually effected by various degrees of melanin in the skin--are fast becoming off limits to ... read more
It was Saturday and I had nothing to do so I decided to go for a drive. I got into my car and headed out of the city in no particular direction. After driving for a while I realized I was close to Jim's house. We have been great friends for years but have not seen each other for a long time. I decid... read more
"Five Years Gone" "Hi, this is Maribel." Her voice was a little more throaty and lower than I had envisioned, but that along with her Spanish accent made her even more alluring. I kept running her photos through my mind while I answered: "Hey Maribel, I was hoping t... read more
That night he had many erotic images flood into his dreams, lingerie, fetishwear and sex, lots of sex. Hardcore action of all persuasions had filled his sleeping thoughts with him in both the receiving and giving roles. And then there were the bells, the bells were tolling for him. Actually, as t... read more
Deep breath Charlotte, step into the night air and strut your stuff girl. This is what I was born to do; I snuggle into my short white fleecy coat as my 5” platform heels click on the pavement. Glancing down I can see my shapely stocking clad legs and, the all important, ankle bracelet glit... read more
"How about doing a sports interview?" I suggested. "We could have hockey's dirtiest player doing a tell-all about how to inflict pain without taking a penalty." "Yeah," agreed Ted. "The bad guy could demonstrate all his dirty moves on the interviewer. Like an el... read more
FRIDAY My sister and her husband wanted to take a few weeks off in the sun and asked me to look after their kids for a while. I'd move out of my tiny apartment and into their house for the duration. As I was still living off my severance and they had a nice spread with an indoor pool and a h... read more
My Own Worst Enemy Let’s face facts. The so-called the "War On Drugs," "Just Say No," and all the other anti-drug campaigns are complete failures because they ignore reality: getting high is fun. College students drink and take drugs to break a boring routine; the poo... read more
It was raining cats and dogs outside as Ms. Catherine Walker (Cat by her friends) graded her Accelerated Integrated Geometry test scores. Her was long and flowing and her sweater was purposely pulled low to embarrass the male teachers with her cleavage. Her cock twitched as she shifted her leg to a ... read more
Saturday When I woke up, I was alone in Harley's bed. I went to the bathroom for the usual thing when you first wake up in the morning. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw me, a guy. I felt embarrassed being in Harley's house with no makeup on. I had a quick shower, borrowed Harley's razor t... read more
Kyra was not the girl of my dreams. I never DARED dream a woman that good would just walk into my life. She was smart, sassy, vivacious, intuitive, resourceful, and a real 'people person'. We met in an Internet chat room called "Working Girls". We're not talking about the kind you find in ... read more
For those who came in late, Matt McCoy – now Madeline Moreau – is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did....after discovering a shocking secret about her past, Maddy spreads her wings, and more. The journey from St. Martin to Montreal, on a charter flight... read more
The Reward Once we were at home, I still couldn't keep Stacy quiet. "When do I get my reward, Mistress Gail?" repeated every other breath. Constantly. Finally, after I had changed into my bedtime attire (a pair of 4-inch heeled mules, and a see-through short nylon robe, in pink, like my... read more
It’s a hundred dollars to use the sex machine in the public restroom. Insert a couple of fifty-dollar coins into the payment slot to remain anonymous, though of course it’s more convenient to just let the data terminal do a neural scan and auto-debit your account. A hundred bucks buys... read more
- Chapter One – Our First Meeting - I had two weeks to go before the final degree exams and I was working hard. Perhaps too hard, because I desperately needed a break from the hours and hours of revision. It felt like I just couldn't take in any more detail about Quantum Mechanics or Solid ... read more
At 1600 Eastern Standard Time (EST) on September 27 in the year 2020 AD the UN announced that General Atomics Corporation (GAC) had saved the world. After years of panic in every country that the world was doomed due to the effects of global warming, GAC announced that, with funding provided by the ... read more
I really wasn't surprised when Dianna directed me into the parking lot at Ringers. It was only a few blocks across town from my new home; a five-minute drive, if the traffic wasn't killing at the time. Consciously, it had not been a factor in my decision to take the new place. Sub-consciously... wel... read more
It was the first week of June and school was out for the summer, I was 18 and had just finished my Senior year. One night while we were eating dinner, My Mom and Step dad informed me that they were going away for a week. When they got married they did not go on a honeymoon so they wanted to take one... read more