".....we'll be cruising at an altitude of 33,000 feet with and air speed of 480 knots, the weather is clear and we should reach Houston right on time, and thank you for flying World Air!!!" After Emma Burton had stared out the window at the fading lights of Seattle's skyline, she ordered a Bloody Mary from the hostess and buried her nose in the new novel she had purchased at the airport news stand, and while she was just about getting into the plot when she was interrupted by her young seat mate, a college age boy sitting just to her right!!! "First flight," he asked!?! "Uh, no," she replied, "my grandchildren live with my son and his wife in Houston so I fly down a couple of times a year, I usually take the night flight because ... Read More»

Carrie had always treated me like her little sister, even though we were only third cousins. Though she was only two years older than I was and not of exceptional physical stature, I had allowed her to dominate me for as long as I could remember. Not that she was exceptionally cruel or abusive in any way. It was just that she seemed to realize I was different, long before I myself knew. I could never remember her treating me like a boy. By the time I reached my teens, I was wearing her clothes at any available opportunity, with her permission and no small measure of encouragement. In our secret world, we talked about boys, makeup and fashion, just like two real girls. Naturally, our unusual relationship eventually turned fully intimate, but Carrie only ever ... Read More»

I bought a house and moved out of the apartment complex where I had been living when I first moved into the area. The house was in an established neighborhood which I bought from an older couple who were retiring to Florida. My name is Tom and, being 28, this is my first house of my own though I have had apartments since college. I moved my furniture with the help of friends and set up housekeeping in my new digs. It was nice to have a yard and, since it was late spring, plants were growing. I was roaming around in back and met one of my neighbors that Saturday. Alison is 20 and in college living with her mother and younger sister. I noted that she was nice looking with a tight body which was on some display in a scoop neck shirt and shorts both of which were ... Read More»

The port city of Retreat was full of rogues, thieves and killers. It was one place in the whole world where every man carried a sword and most knew how to use them. My name is Killian and I came here after killing a man for calling me a breed. I am half elven and half human and do not like being treated less than either. I was a smith but do not really look like it. I wiped my sweating hands when I saw the cart behind the dwarves and moved out of my shop and grinned, “Delf.” The wide dwarf in the lead looked up at me and nodded, “Killian. We brought in what you wanted.” I went to look through the cart, “you got the white steel?” He snorted, “it is star silver.” I grinned as I reached in to lift a bag out, “something from a star would not be hiding ... Read More»

"Taxi! Taxi!" Sabrina Kelley waved her hand furiously as the icy Manhattan wind whipped through and around her bones. The New York skyline was rapidly approaching dusk and the evening forecast predicted a heavy round of snowfall in just a matter of hours. Though there was no one there to greet her or make her feel at home, Sabrina desperately wanted to make it back to her hotel room before the bad weather began. Despite wearing a well-tailored, gray wool coat, cinched tightly at the waist, with a full business suit underneath, Sabrina trembled at the cold frost surrounding her. Bitter gusts of wind blew her shoulder-length reddish-brown hair, the color of cinnamon, around her smooth, light brown skin. "Thank goodness," she sighed as a taxicab artfully ... Read More»

My eighteen year old daughter Alice was recently hired by a modeling agency, but she has to have a physical examination this morning at their office before she can start working for them. My alarm clock goes off at eight o’clock so I shut it off then reach over and gently push on Alice’s shoulder a couple of times to wake her up. She rolls over and says, “Mom, it’s still early yet. Let’s go back to sleep for a little while.” I get out of bed and reply to her, “Alice, we can’t be late for your physical, now come with me and let’s take a shower together!” Two hours later my son Johny is driving the three of us downtown on the interstate. Alice is in the back seat and every now and then I turn around to talk with her. Suddenly, I notice that she has on her bra and ... Read More»

My life-altering ordeal began on a spring day last year when I responded to an ad for the selling of a 1960 Porsche. I didn’t have nearly the $14,000 the owner was asking so my curiosity was really a complete waste of time. I promptly arrived at the owner’s hillside home and he greeted me with earnestness. He was in his late forties or early fifties - I couldn’t really tell with his silver goatee and baseball cap. His first question was if I’d ever owned a Porsche. I responded in the affirmative which was not the truth. I didn’t want him to misrepresent the car regardless of my intentions. This turned out to be a mistake since he was an aficionado and grilled me extensively about my imaginative 356. His barrage of questions stopped when he got into the car and ... Read More»

On the Road Again Brent was happy to finally get the chance to be away for a few days. His wife had certainly changed over the last few years. She used to be sexually adventurous but no more.... Straight 'slam bam thank you ma'am' and that was even more and more rare lately. He missed the pure sexual passion he enjoyed with a woman when he was single or even newly married. He had decided that he would risk an affair if the opportunity presented itself in the next few days. If he resided in a bigger center he probably already would have. Living as he did in a town of 1500 people didn't really offer the opportunity for secret liaisons. Everyone knew everything about everyone. He even had to take special precautions when he went online to play with women on the ... Read More»

PRISON DAD - PART ONE 'You're in here.' The lad walked through the forbidding doorway. Home. His eyes adjusted to the slightly dim light. The door was slammed shut behind him. A sparsely furnished space, enough for two staggered beds, a few small items of furniture, a sink, and a small barred window letting in a pitiful amount of daylight. He knew with a sinking certainty he was going to go crazy shut up in here 20 hours a day. But then, he knew that before he got caught. Beside the furthest bed there was a tall, well-muscled shaven headed man dressed only in boots and jeans doing press ups. As the lad watched, the man began to do it one armed. His working arm bulged, taut. He grunted with each push upwards, switching after ten to repeat with the ... Read More»

"Boy this is the life," Annette mumbled out loud while slathering her naked body with a generous helping of sun screen!!! After being cooped up in the city for fifty weeks a year, she had just followed her nose until she had discovered a small hidden lake deep inside the Minnesota-Canadian Boudary Waters area north and west of Duluth!!! She had pitched her small tent and set up camp three days ago and had as yet not seen another single solitary soul, which was just fine with her as rest and relaxation were just what the doctor had ordered!!! While her portable radio oozed out some cool jazz on the hot day, her mind began to float as she slipped in a state of semi consciousness, drifting away on the clouds floating through her mind, so she was quite ... Read More»

It was a hard rain pounding against the windshield of the motorhome, as I made my way through the semis and their loads to the diesel pumps. Thankfully, the pumps were under cover and I was able to fuel shielded from the driving pellets of water that were tumbling from the low-lying clouds. I noticed her when I went inside to pay at the fuel desk. She appeared to be in her early twenties, and judging by the backpack and dripping poncho, she'd been hitching her way through the storm. Paying my bill, I turned to make the run to the motorhome and there she was, again. "This is certainly no weather to be caught out in," I remarked as I stood there waiting for a couple of rigs to move through the lane. "You've no idea how right you are," she laughingly said. ... Read More»

Another great tape and another great yank of the crank. Yea, she-males were pretty hot, Tom thought as he hit the eject bottom on the tape deck, but where on earth would he really find one? He had little doubt that if he did find a place where they hung out that there would be more than a few with a serious case of ugly. The chances of finding one like the ones in the video taped he had just been watching was pretty slim. But, he knew if he never went looking, he would never find one. He knew they preferred to be called transsexuals and not she-males as they regarded she-male as a rather derogatory term; the term "tranny" seemed to be okay with them. Getting into the sack with one was a fantasy of his. It wasn't that he didn't like women, he just liked ... Read More»

Food can be a powerful aphrodisiac. During my trip to Peru a few years ago, we tried many new foods and dishes but nothing I'll remember more than the aphrodisiac concoction we tried when we visited a little village south of Cuzco. We were with a tour group, I was with Jenny my dear friend along with 8 other travelers and our tour guide. Raoul was his name. He was a tall and virile Peruvian with long black hair and a short scruffy beard. He had piercing green eyes, was muscular but what me and Jenny noticed the most was his tiny beige shorts, which were filled quite nicely, from all sides. Me and Jenny were teasing each others as to who would be able to seduce him. It's not as if we didn't try but Raoul remained stoic and professional throughout the first few ... Read More»

Mary's first feeling was relief. It would have been mortifying to have a human see what she had been doing, but the ram was only a dumb animal. Yet she still felt embarrassed. Animal or not, he was giving her a very strange sort of look. Did a ram know about handjobs? They certainly weren't equipped for such things, not with those cloven hooves. But did they understand how talented a hand with an opposing thumb was? Did Rocky realize Mary was doing something sexual? The girl still felt embarrassed. And she still felt horny, too. She had been just about to come when she had been interrupted. With her orgasm stopped at the last moment, her cunt was steaming and her clit was throbbing with a terrible immediacy. She wished that the ram would wander ... Read More»

Apart from the name changes this is a true story of my friend and I and how we got into bi sexuality. I have had a fantasy for many years now of watching my friend, Ben, fuck my wife. The fantasy doesn't work with anyone else and I have no inclination to watch her with anyone else. Some of the hottest sex my wife and I have is when we discuss our fantasies and I bring up the subject of her fucking Ben. Then she goes all coy and says that she would never really want it to happen but I guess that's why fantasies work so well. Although we speak quite often on the phone and chat occasionally on instant messaging we don't often meet up as we live a couple of hours away from each other. As I was going to be working away from home I arranged to stay around ... Read More»