Hi I'm Gina,
Hello. I'm Gina Kat's mom I recently saw Kat was writing these note's so I wanted to explain things none of what has happened is Kat's fault.
We fell in love it happens more than people realise nothing happened before she returned from uni a woman to be proud of beautiful, strong and smart....

Whistling, I step out of my van, gray, with on both sides in moss-green curly letters, "Get your garden pampered by Gardener Bruce!" That does well in this expensive neighborhood. Today I'm going to make the countess's garden spring-ready. I don't think she's really of nobility, but her house and garden are big enough for it and she has a French-sounding name. It is also the semi-annual reunion with Bettie the kitchen maid, which -- for sure -- is not the official description of her position, but articulate...

House Fire
My husband and I live moved into a older house down by the river. Our children are raised and gone that we enjoy living on our own. We seem to be always doing some remodeling in some way or another, it keeps us busy.
One day while working out in the yard, I smelled smoke, panicking I yelled to Bob to see what was going on. He looked around the house and figured out that everything in our house was good so we ran out front to check out the neighbors. Our new neighbor Jack who recently moved ...

"Big" Billy Anderson walked up the path to his front door. He turned and waved to his friend who smiled and waved back, honking the horn of her battered car as she drove off. He was arriving back a whole two hours early thanks to Trish. Normally he had to catch two public buses to get clean across their small town from the college to home. Between the half hour wait at the bus station and how many times the buses stopped it cost him a lot of time every weekday....

Ilusha didn't know why her divorcing cousin decided to sign over the house to her. There was that saying about looking a gift horse in the mouth, so she hadn't asked any questions, but her cousin did look her in the eye and say it was good riddance once the house was legally in Ilusha's name.
"At least you have no marriage for that house to ruin," the cousin had remarked cryptically....

This is a work of fiction and based on real characters.
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On evening during dinner, my wife and I were sitting together at the table. I watched her soft lips slowly take a swig of her wine, while I took a small bite of the pork and potatoes that she had made for dinner. It was a delicious meal that she made from scratch. My wife, while married for 15 years, still made my heart flutter. She was the perfect woman, curvy with a little extra from having two kids, but still ...

Mum's a Social Media Babe
I had been feeling a little down about myself after getting divorced. I'm only 35, red hair, freckles on my face. I have bright green eyes. But I always felt I looked great with my round bum and big natural boobs that jiggle as if they had a mind of their own when I walk. Some women get surgery to have a figure like mine. Great until the divorce. My ex was a few years older than me, a big business man, always working and always shagging his clients' wives (hence the divorce). He...

The lights were gradually getting brighter signaling the last dance. My Aunt Kay's head was nestled on my shoulder. My right hand was cupping her butt cheek as Journey's Don't Stop Believing ended.
It had been a great family party celebrating me and my cousin Brendas birthdays and our high school graduation....

After my American boyfriend broke me and returned to the US leaving me with a broken heart and a hungry cunt, I felt lost. I had gotten used to being fucked nearly every day during a year and the weaning was tough. I needed his cock badly and if I sometimes thought I could try another guy I had no idea how to find one. As I had already sucked my cousin's cock, I started thinking I could turn him into my lover, or rather my fucker as I never had for him the feelings I had for my bf, however in fact he turned...

It had been a few days since I met the tall man in the woods, late in the evening. We barely exchanged words. I didn't even know his name. Yet we shared a passionate moment together. Both of us naked, holding each other tight, his cock finishing inside me. Before he drove away, I gave him my number, hopeful I'd hear from him again. It had been three days since we met, though for each of those days I thought about the tall stranger from the woods. Waking up this morning, I reached across my bed as if my hand...

Everyone has a type that just does it for them.
For me there's nothing that gets my space shuttle to the launch pad faster than a younger submissive gay bottom. I'm not personally into crossdressing or feminisation though I do enjoy porn along those themes. And I always figured that if you want to be with a girl you can always be with actual girls....

Comparative Analysis of Electoral Systems.
Caitlyn read the title of the assignment for the fourth time, tapping her fingers on her desk. The essay was due in a few days, but it was unlikely for Caitlyn to leave things until the last minute. She typed a few words, then deleted them. The list of recommended reference books taunted her....

"Ethel's coming to visit," my wife Jenny announced to me.
"Oh?" I hadn't seen Ethel for two months, not since I fucked her at the behest of my wife. Jenny was helping her oldest and best friend, recently widowed, recover from long years of isolation and sadness. I had been the chosen instrument, or rather I had the chosen instrument, to re-introduce Ethel to romantic life and sex. "How is she doing?"...

After my buddy once again left me on my bed, spread like a starfish, hard as a rock with his dried nut on my face, I didn't immediately get up. Rather, I stuck my index finger, wet with some of his cum, into my hungry asshole and pleasured myself for a long while. It felt amazing to slide inside myself using another man's sperm. Scooping more of it off my forehead into my palm and spreading it around my rim had a profoundly incredible way of turning me on. It felt so good to penetrate and flood my insides w...

This was Mariah's first marathon but, like those on the line with her, she was sure it was going to be memorable, although, unlike many of the others around her, positioned on the line ready for their mark, she was not a professional but, she demurred slightly, a talented amateur. She had her own reasons for taking part in the marathon this year, the biggest being the rule change....

Kate Bender was the new rising star in MMA. Having won gold medals at international wrestling and kickboxing conferences, MMA was the natural next step for her. Fighting in the smaller leagues, she quickly built up a 5-0-0 record, after which she was scooped up into a contract by the Ultimate Fighting League....

It's been a year since my mother left my dad and I for one of her flings. I guess she figured it was time for her to move on since my 18th birthday was right around the corner and she and my father haven't been happy for quite some time now. That was blatantly obvious when I caught her with one of her little flings in dad's garage six months before she left. She didn't even beg me not to tell dad; it was as if she wanted him to know. Six months later she left home and dad got a promotion at work, that's whe...

It was the last night of the cruise, and the hum of the ship's engines had become something I barely noticed anymore. A kind of underwater heartbeat, pulsing steadily as we floated somewhere off the coast of France. I was in the corner booth of the ship's smaller bar with Alfie, nursing a beer and trying not to think too hard about what we were heading back to....

It was another saturday night or, more accurately, sunday morning but I never considered saturday to be over until I'd been to bed.
As usual, I was queued up outside the local nightclub, slowly working my way to the front of the rank and, as usual, I was reading a book in between intermittently moving up one car's length at a time. I favoured light reading, especially Terry Pratchett books because you could pick them up and put them down without losing the plot and having to read the last paragraph over ...

Bartender, Please!

Jennie, a dark-haired student who seemed friendly with the other females in the class, came in 15 minutes after Dr. Charles Burton's Friday lecture began. She had missed 7 classes out of the last 12, so at least this time she was somewhat present. He felt that the students had paid their university tuition, so if they were late, it was on them. Even though it was a cold February day, when Jennie took off her coat, and hung it over the chair back, she had only a spaghetti-strapped s...

My dorm room is a mess. Books stacked, half-drunk coffee cups on every surface, a wrinkled hoodie slouched over my desk chair like it gave up. 'Real legacy material.'
I tug the hem of the white lace dress again. It's tighter than I remember--especially across the hips--and the hemline hits high on my thighs, flirting with indecency every time I move. Probably tailored by my mom. 'To fit better,' she always says, which is family code for make sure your ass gets noticed. Three generations of Sigma Alpha Be...

The next couple weeks hurt in a such a way its impossible to put into words, without her everything just felt wrong.
I couldn't help but spend my days dreaming of her touch, her kiss, the feeling she gave me when I saw her face, god I missed her so much. When I was alone and she couldn't talk I would just be so down, there was a hole inside my heart only she could fill. Without her everything felt off,   everything was dark and empty....

Greetings fellow hardcore sex enthusiasts. I'll start with a standard introduction here. I'm Jess. I'm a mousey little nympho with permanently messy, almost shoulder-length brown hair, soft hazel eyes, and a snaggle-tooth smile encased in thick but not botoxed lips. I'm a petite little fireball with nice tits--not huge, but all natural--and a perfect little round bubble ass. I have a number of wicked tattoos on my tanned light caramel, sun-kissed skin, and I dress and act like a total knob-gobbling little c...

(In the ancient Aztec empire, in what is now the state of Guerrero, Mexico.)
I followed behind my aunt and my sister, Zaniyah, along a narrow path thru the forest. In my bag I carried candles, a simple shell bracelet, and the outfit I wore on my honeymoon, an outfit I hadn't worn in five years.
My sister and aunt had been quiet about the nature of the upcoming ritual. They said it was an old secret of the woman of the village. Mostly forgotten after the conquest....

Every person in this story is over 18.
My husband and I were off on our European vacation. We had known each other since we were children. First stop was Germany and then on to Italy. I had traveled to Italy when I was twenty on a trip with my university in the summer. I had a boyfriend at home and was traveling with a girlfriend. I have always wanted to return....

This is part 5 in Emma's Adventures. For the back story please read Emma's Awakening, Emma's Empowerment, Emma Unleashed, and Emma Becomes a Team Player.
When Emma arrived back at the sorority house, Charlie was waiting for her. Charlie gave her a big hug and kiss which Emma gladly reciprocated. Charlie noticed there was something different about Emma. "I take it everything went well today," Charlie asked. "I know you can't go into details, but you seem very satisfied right now."...

I groaned as I tried to keep my eyes closed against the morning light. "I don't remember it being this light in my bedroom. And why doesn't this feel like my bed?" It was the snoring that caused my eyes to snap open, mainly because the snores weren't mine. I shifted my position to see that not only was I not in my bedroom, I was also not alone. No, I was laying on Cameron, specifically between his legs as he lay sprawled across my crouch. The memories of last night, of watching the movie and then delving in...

Author's Note :
First, MFF is "My Favorite Fantasy", in this case, sorry if its confusing (though there may be some Male-Female-Female mixed in too, lol)
This is a fairly mundane/vanilla, slow-burn, start to the series. If you don't care about the background, and just want to get to "the good stuff", you may have to wait for chapters four or five (not sure how this will lay out yet)....

Ladyboy Airways
A quiet British traveller is invited aboard a mysterious ladyboy flight. Three hours. No turbulence -- unless requested.
by Miles Vane
*All characters are 18 years of age or older.*


I didn't go looking for anything that night. No plan, no fantasy, no checklist. Just a quiet drink, somewhere with air-con and low lighting. The kind of place where the staff don't hustle and the customers don't shout....

This story is fictional and doesn't represent any true events. It's about a black man in a white neighbourhood who's widowed. He befriends a neighbour and it leads to more.
Themes of virgin first time sissy clothing and interracial Anal between older black man and younger white boy over the age of consent! If this doesn't interest yourself please refrain from bad comments and marks!...