My name is Tamara and I am a twenty-eight-year-old male to female transgender. I won’t bore people with my background growing up and all that because the story I want to write starts when I was twenty-seven. I will write a little about me because I was...
My name is Ken, and I was born and raised on a ranch outside of Oklahoma City (OKC) and grew up loving country and western music. I looked older than my age as a high school teenager and used to sneak into bars; not only to drink alcohol, but because I lo...
This story is my experience with my first real love. It happened thirty years ago. I was a bartender in college and I had always been lucky with the girls. I somehow had managed to keep three to four girlfriends at a time and never really understand why I...
Before going forward more, some explanation about Tim’s life and home. It is a rather big house compared to others in the estate. The neighborhood was built after WWII when the area had been bombed out. Around the perimeter of the six-block community,...
Saturday night, after the epic afternoon, Tim and Abbie fall asleep in each other’s arms. The intense sexual release they experienced takes them to a soft and gentle space where they want each other to know how much they care. In a roundabout way, Tim an...
Abbie’s hand is firmly around Tim’s shaft, helping it get harder and harder. Tim moves between Abbie’s legs, which are pulled up, so her heels touch her ass. He reaches over into the drawer of the nightstand and takes out the container of lubricant. Ti...
Saturday morning shines in on Tim and Abbie as they lay cuddling in each other’s arms. They have been awake for a half-hour or so but are just enjoying this closeness together. Tim finally stirs some and tells Abbie he needs to go back to his house for a...
The Peacock is just starting to jump. Tim realizes that his pub-crawling time always is early evening. From seven until perhaps ten at the latest. And if a Saturday game is on, the drinking is an afternoon sport while watching. He knows pubs don’t ramp...
Friday morning, Tim wakes up remembering last night, the smell, the feel, the taste, of Abbie. He enjoyed sucking and playing with Abbie’s ‘big clit’ and plans to experience it again very soon. Sooner than expected even. Smiling to himself, he hears and...
“My name is Melissa and the reason I’m here is that I need a good fucking. I’m a lucky girl and I don’t mind being with anyone, a woman, a man, a shemale, I don’t have a preference. In fact, I’m really excited and on top of that I have come prepared,” she...
Monday morning, Tim wakes up, still resting on Abbie’s boob. He so wants to wake her to take things a little further, but he also notices the time. He does need to sprint home in time to get showered and dressed for work. Tim leaves a note saying he wi...
They finally go to sleep that night, holding each other as now is their habit. Both find having Abbie snuggled up against Tim’s chest and stomach, his cock just against her crack is their favorite way to sleep. Sunday sun rises and they stir from sleep. ...
Tim wakes up early, realizing he is still holding Abbie on his chest. He rubs Abbie’s back and works his way down to massage her ass cheeks. He realizes with the two spankings of Abbie’s bottom, he is getting very attracted to doing that when needed. T...
Tim wakes about six am the next day. His arms still around Abbie, and she is cuddling up against him. This is a fantastic feeling. Tim has never spent a night with anyone before. He stretches a little and sees the back of Abbie’s lovely neck right below...
Tim wakes up Thursday morning, so rested, considering the few hours of sleep he had. Then his mind takes over and reminds him of what happened yesterday. He is a bit sore from all the physical labor he did, but remembering last night with Abbie sends sh...
