In the spring of 1981, when I was nineteen, a woman named Miriam Roston moved into my building. At least I initially assumed that she was a woman. In New York, people generally were non-judgmental and left other people alone. But this was in the East Bronx, not Manhattan, and after about a month, my family started speculating about her. They used terms like “tranny” and “shemale” to describe her, although they didn’t exac...

London, when the sun was shining, was one of my favourite places in the world. The good weather changed the vibe of the city, and although people still kept to themselves, it was clear that everyone just seemed a little bit happier and walked with a little extra spring in their step. Wearing denim shorts sporting a few rips from the wear and tear over the years and a faded yet treasured Linkin Park tour tee shirt, I enjoy...

The journey had taken forever. That bus had rattled along, zero suspension and zero softness on the bench seats. Add to that the pouring rain and the loud mob at the back, drinking and arguing and playing music, and the voyage had seemed interminable. And then a taxi, also rattling along with no suspension, taking them to the Airbnb they had booked in the middle of nowhere. Just Ailsa, and her new girlfriend, Peach. When...

I’d worn an absolutely killer dress just to make sure I got what I was looking for that night. Dancing under the lights I could feel eyes all over me, and as the evening progressed men became bolder and bolder about approaching. This one was athletic, sexy and had all the right dance moves, at least just enough to get me to allow him to lead me off the dance floor to the bar. I’d let him buy me a drink. “I don’t think I’v...

In a restaurant full of beautiful women, women of fine breeding bred to be beautiful, she stood out. Sabrina was nude save for a few accessories, as was her husband to whose arm she clung, as was everyone else at the resort. Money led to exquisite things. Old money attracted the most exquisite things and the most attractive among them. A nearby snobbish couple, sneering or leering, noticed her first – noticed them first....

“Oh, did I tell you, I am dying, my darling. “ “How grotesque!” “Oh, I guess not. I forgot to mention it. I am so sorry my dear.” “Please, stop talking, now!” “Okay, my love.” But if I had continued, I would have let her know about a whole series of exceptionally serious events that had taken place on the previous Valentine’s Day. First and foremost, I received an urgent message from my doctor to come immediately to his o...

Matt sank into the park bench, heaving a large sigh as the reality of his situation hit him. It was a beautiful day and happy shoppers and couples whirled around him, oblivious to his dour mood. Matt had been fired, and he knew he deserved it. Just the thought of what had happened sent a fresh wave of embarrassment washing over him and he shoved his chin below the collar of his denim jacket. Matt was five years out of col...

Thick raindrops caressed the windows of the vehicle in a natural curtain of privacy. My pussy grew wet as she tenderly kissed me. This couldn’t be the last time. I refused to believe it. Everything but this exact moment in time and space rejected. Her head was in my hands, that thick dark hair, her pouty wet lips–god, I needed her. My hands shoved into her jacket, grasping her breasts through the cotton and lace. “Natalia...

Christine and Doug were the best neighbours you could wish for. After my rather messy divorce, they were so supportive, checking on me regularly, helping out with various things and inviting me around for the occasional meal. What little confidence I possessed had been drained from me and, although they were very supportive, my friends and family were mostly too far away to be much help when I needed them. Christine and D...

Normally I never would have entertained the idea of sleeping with a co-worker but when I saw my boss’s son for the first time, that idea quickly went out the window. It wasn't like I didn't think about fucking my co-workers, I did… in fact, I would leave work some days leaking with precum from the various exchanges I had and my mind running wild there are so many private spots that I would love to take advantage of with t...