The butterflies in my stomach are making my legs tremble. I feel the sweat in my palms as I grip my knuckles tightly in a mix of fear and anticipation. Having come this far, there is no option but to follow through. My eyes are darting from his eyes to hi...
Everyone thinks being a twin must be so great, but trust me, it’s a fucking nightmare. I’m sorry for swearing. I’m younger than Aimee by just twenty-two minutes, and ever since she could speak, she has reminded me every sodding day. Perfect Bloody Aimee,...
I’ve been dressing in women’s clothes for what seems like my whole life. It started, like most CDs, with my mother’s bras and panties. I loved the feeling of satin and lace. I would find ways to try on my mom’s dresses or sneak into my female cousin’s clo...
So, my life just completely changed last week, and I’m still trying to process the feelings and hoping writing this all out will help. But before I get to what happened, I should give a little background. I’ve been dating Illana for about a year now. I me...
I lock eyes with my babysitter, Mrs. Jones, who is kneeling naked between my volleyball coach's legs, her hand firmly gripping his shaft and her mischievous smile aimed directly at me. My tongue darts out, moistening my lips, as I imagine the coach's cock...
Blake took a deep breath and adjusted herself in the saddle. A few hundred yards ahead stood a little red cone on the ground. She put her heels into Viking who shot forward. She leaned into the wind and, when she was close to the cone, she slid down to he...
The Airbus was a massive plane and it would take Blake to Sweden. She pressed her nose against the cold window taking in the large engine and the plane's wingspan. She was very excited for this was her first time flying and it would be a long flight from...
My name is Marty. This story takes place in the wild and crazy mid-1970s. I had just turned eighteen and was a senior in high school. I worked in the evenings and most weekends. I received a baseball scholarship to UGA, but I was earning money for books a...
Here we are, dear reader, at the beginning of another tale. I am still determining how long it will be. I know it's a story I need to tell, and I hope you'll enjoy it. Let me set the scene. This story begins in 1966. It means that most of it won't make se...
I swim regularly. Different pools have different characteristics in many ways. The main Olympic pool in my area is the most diverse of all, though, until recently, I never noticed. I got there, changed, did my set, showered and then went home—purposeful i...
It was quite late at night. Lily was driving home after work. She had gulped down three cups of coffee to keep herself awake while driving. Suddenly, she felt as if her bladder was going to burst. She drove for another five minutes before reaching a servi...
Hank Foster was approaching the end of a long day. His company’s construction project downtown kept spawning problems. After leaving the work site, he stopped by the nursing facility where his wife, Hazel, was a patient. She had been in a coma for over tw...
It's a trip home from work that I rush a lot more than usual. The reason for this is that this morning the video game that I've been waiting forever for, at least it's what it feels like, finally dropped this morning. I quickly started the installation pr...
Moms Oral Workshop The kitchen hummed with soft, rhythmic sounds as Carol meticulously chopped vegetables for dinner. Her knife moved swiftly and precisely, dividing carrots, celery, and bell peppers into uniform pieces. The setting sun casts a warm glow...
The sexy teen daughter of the radio station manager has made a demand concerning giving a blow-job to a member of the Four Seasons. Chapter 3: Confrontation from a teen tease. "Ron, what the hell have you gotten us into?" Jim was clearly pissed as he conf...
