Male/Female

Friday Night and Wednesday Morning It was still early (8.30ish) on Friday night and my friend Julia and I were about to leave the Centurian Bar near the railway station in Newcastle when a male voice called to me; “Nice jeans, what make are they?” Stunned; I stopped in my tracks and fingered the spangly logo on the back pocket. “Victoria Beckham,” I replied as I looked up to see the voice belonged to a chubby thuggish looking bloke wearing a peach coloured CP Company polo shirt, “Why?” “They make your arse look bloody sexy!” He shouted and his boisterous friends...

It was definitely getting colder as the evening darkened around us, and we walked with our arms around each other's waists as we made out way back to the campus dormitory where she lived. I wanted to ask her what she was feeling about what we had just done, but I had the sense that she didn't want to discuss it, was perhaps ashamed of her part in it. So we talked of other things, as if we were still just two people who had gone on a slightly romantic walk. As we got closer to her building, though, she began...

Note from the author: I am not a new writer; however, I am a new writer on this website. This is the first story I am posting and I am hoping to post more sequels to this story. If you have any suggestions on writing tips so that my future stories can be even better than this, then please send me a PRIVATE message. I love getting feedback, good or bad. It's about 4,000 words, so I hope that's not too long. Anyway, let's begin with the story proper, shall we! Enjoy! The Pleasure of Friendship Megan awoke early in the...

My wife is a very attractive half Chinese girl named Doris. She is small and slim and sexy, and always gets paid lots of attention. Last year on our holiday we had a little drunken adventure involving two other guys, and since then I have longed to watch her getting well and truly fucked. The chance came when we were invited to a party with some friends, but no sooner did we all arrive but some emergency cropped up and our friends had to leave. Doris and I decided to stay on at least for a little while, with our hosts...

Part 2 Christine continued to show Serena around the school. Serena was glad she came to this school. It had all she needed and she could get. Christine held Serena’s hand as they walked to the next class, which was literature with Ms. Karen. Ms. Karen was a short woman with white blonde hair. She had on a black pencil skirt and a white ruffle blouse. “Hello Ms. Karen” Christine said as she closed the door. “Hello Christine. Who is this?” Ms. Karen said looking at Serena. Ms. Karen looked to proper and stern to be that kind of teacher, Serena...

My name is Matthew and I’m 33 years old. I have a heavy build but a rather large cock. Never had any problems getting the girls I wanted, the only issue was managing to keep them, My daughter Sara, she has just turned 15 and is a spitting image of her mother when she was that age. Slim build with nice curves. First signs of tits slowly starting to show through and still having that baby fat on her face, Long brown hair and green eyes. This is the story of how my daughter and I ended up as lovers. Sara’s...

The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Two: Futa's Mind-Controlled Family Fun By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean I stared at the woman who entered the Quick household like she belonged. She took two steps before she saw the debauchery before her. The debauchery my new abilities had unleashed. A shiver ran through me as I stared at the shock rippling across the woman's face. The features were so similar to Dianne Quick, the married mother cooing on the couch as she kneaded her eighteen-year-old daughter's small tits. Said daughter was the one whose deflowered...

The Mind Control Device Chapter Eight: Activating the Incest Protocol By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Dean Michael I pulled my truck into the parking lot of the Church of God Assembled. I turned it off and grabbed my cup of coffee, those thoughts of leaving a device at the Stay Awake Cafe burning through my mind. I shook my head. Had to get those ideas out of my mind. This was church. My wife parked her car a few spaces down from me. She climbed out and shot an exasperated look at me. One...

I grew up in a smaller suburb outside of San Diego in a nice neighborhood. The houses were a pretty good size, but not mansions. It was a safe neighborhood where nobody would really worry about crime or anything like that. I came from a good family - my mom and dad were still married after 25 years being together and they taught me how to be a good person and not come off as a jerk to other people in life. Aside from them, I have a younger brother. I always got along alright with him, but we weren't incredibly...

“Aah, Devi-darlin, there is someone that I would like you to meet.” I said as a greeting to my lover and boss. I looked exceptionally well tonight. I am 5’ 7”, 150 lbs., had an hour-glass figure. I had long flowing black hair and skin the color of melted milk chocolate. I had squeezed myself into an expensive tight black business skirt with a slit up the left side up to my thigh, a low cut royal blue blouse that accentuated my C-cup cleavage, a long black suit jacket that came to just above my knee and a pair of soft...