By Anonymous. My stepdad and I have a very tight relationship. He raised me since the age of 13, I have stayed living with him after he, and my mom divorced. It was more convenient this way because my mom moved out of state while I was still going to graduate school. It wasn’t a big change from when it was he, mom, other than the fact that we got a little more comfortable with being naked in
Read moreby sissysherry2 I was married for 13 years but the magic was clearly gone. We got divorced when I turned 40 and I moved away to start fresh. I got a job in an office that was full of women and very few men. I worked around a bunch of hot twenty something women who seemed to bond with me. There were four of us; we called ourselves the ‘core four.’ There was Lisa (a tall well built and attractive
Read moreBy sissysherry2 “I know your secret.” These were the words that I had both dreaded and longed to hear from my babysitter Teri. Let me start at the beginning. I am single and have a couple of kids at home who aren’t quite old enough to be on their own when I have business obligations. I share custody with my ex, which left me to be with another man, who happened to be black. I get the kids during the
Read moreBy tawnysuede. Chapter 1 – First Contact “Tyler! Snap out of it – you’re staring again, and he’s noticed!” Jack’s voice whispered hoarsely in Tyler’s ear as the hot water from the shower drummed across his back. There were just the three of them left in the shower now. Basketball practise had been over for more than half an hour and the most of the players were showered and dressed and out the door, heading home for dinner. A few
Read moreBy spitzharder The morning sun burst into our bedroom, it’s golden fingers caressing the pink frilly sheets and the face of Fliss. Felicity, as she was named, was a he-girl like me. The sun lit up her soft, girly features as I lent in to kiss her awake. Her long eye lashes fluttered and dark brown eyes gazed into mine, “Morning Missy,” she said. my name is Mystique but Mom always called me Missy and the other he-girls do the
Read moreby twiddershins Jeff was just a regular dude when he met Jezebel. They had lived together for a few months and at first they seemed satisfied with each other. They got along fine and would have appeared like any normal couple in public, but that was now long ago. Even then, Jeff had felt lucky to have her because of his tiny penis! One Saturday night, Jezebel came home late. Jeff had already stopped staying up for her and went
Read moreBy surya.nmy@gmail.com Slave to our Servant – Day 1 Hi Friends, I am Surya. During this story, I was 19 with no experience of gay life. I am always a little chubby but luckily only in good areas like my chest, which everyone calls breasts, and in my ass with a flat stomach and tiny dick. I am very fair with no body hair. In short, God wanted to make me a girl, but by mistake, he made me a
Read moreBy Dan Kildall When I overheard my wife Irene insulting the size of my penis to her friends at a dinner party as I was in the kitchen refilling her wine glass, I got an intense and unexpected thrill. The thrill ran through my body and caused my admittedly small cock to surge to its full length of 4 inches. I thought that I should feel insulted that she was talking about me this way behind my back, but instead,
Read moreuppishcarrot Six years ago, I was doing well enough to afford my dream apartment. It was a studio apartment on the upper side of town. So, I had the job, the apartment, the money but I was lonely. Very lonely and horny. Not only would I get all hot and bothered from looking at all of the pretty women at work, but there were also plenty of hot women who lived in my building. Have you ever seen that show
Read moreSPH Sub I was at a party in an affluent part of Inner West London thrown by my friend Ophelia, who I’d met ten years earlier at the University. Like me, aged twenty-nine, most of the people here were in their late twenties. We were drinking gin, having minor squabbles over whose Spotify playlist to use, chatting pseudo-highbrow bullshit – the usual party stuff. But a couple of hours ago, a boy walked in who I’d not seen before. And
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