[FFuta, 18+, transfemme, transformation] Sarah’s Harem part 8

“Hey Lisa, it’s me. Oh, no, it’s been great! Yah, who knew a dick would make sex so much fun. Right? So much. Anyways, I wanted to ask, do you still have the book? No it’s not for me, I’m actually really happy with my cock. It’s actually for one of my girlfriends. Yeah, plural. Oh, stop, it’s all thanks to you. Is there a ritual to turn someone fully into a girl? Yah, she wants to transition completely and I thought if I could grow a penis, surely we could give her boobs and ladybits. Awesome, see you tomorrow at noon? Thank you, she’s going to be ecstatic! Love you, bye!”

Sarah hung up, heart thundering. Lisa could help Alex. She’s gonna freak!

Moments later, Sarah was sitting with Alex on her couch.

“So, there’s an actual way to make me… me?” Alex asked, tears stinging her eyes.

“Yeah! Not only that, from what I gathered, everything will work, and you can even choose what you’ll look like.”

“Wow.” Alex was silent for a few seconds. “Could I be like you? With a penis and a vagina?”

The Prisoner: Part 1: Prisoner of War [FFM 20s-30s] [Orc] [Fantasy] [Fdom/Msub] [Bondage] [NonCon] [Breeding] [Long]

Part 1: Prisoner of War
Fire. Screams. It had all happened so quickly. One minute, a quiet, sleepy hamlet filled with restful, hard working people. The next, a cauldron of fear and death. No one could have known it was coming; Feldir Village had little need for guards these days.

Frankly, no villages in these parts had much need for protection these days. There had been peace for over a decade, and the King’s armies had all disbanded and marched home. No one was eager for another war, and it seemed that no war would come. Peace had been prosperous, but it had also left the people of Feldir Village and beyond complacent.

Until last night, when the Orcs had raided.

Varden had been, as usual, asleep in the late hours of the night when the raid began. It had not taken long to get him roused from his sleep, as the smell of smoke and sound of screams pierced the night. He had run outside in his night clothes, seeing a nearby roof aflame in the night. Wishing to help, he and a number of his fellow villagers raced to the well with buckets in an effort to stop the blaze. The Orcs had prepared for exactly that, he later surmised, for he and his fellows did not even make it to the well before they were snatched up, chained, hooded, and dragged away by the raiding party.

Holiday away suggested [M39/F41] [Glory hole, Oral, Butt plug, seduction]

My wife and I have a fair few ideas or fantasies that we tease each other with and the last message I sent her was one I devised whilst she was enjoying a bath.

‘So I was thinking last night of the trip to Amsterdam and one of the couple sex theatres available where we could go and watch a erotic film together.

The idea of you getting extremely excited just at thought of going into one theses venues, would have you almost dripping with delight.

Before hand we would agree that I would meet you in the bar down stairs in our hotel. That I would select your appropriate clothing out on top of the bed. Ready for you to slip into after your relaxing bath.

Some beautiful sexy crotch less panties and matching see through bra to be concealed underneath some casual Jeans and a cosy jumper.

As you slide your crotch less panties on, the thought of this secretive plan, that only we only know what seductive items you have on, it makes you even hornier.

The team-building retreat (Part 1). [myfirststory], [M40, G30-35], [teasing], [cheating].

Edit: Grammar/Typos.

I was getting late to work. That was really out of character for me. I was punctual, reliable and dependable. But I overslept for some reason. I still managed to make my hair look acceptable after a quick shower and I put on a clean ironed shirt and a tan suit.

I rushed in from the cold January weather. My snow covered oxfords got immediately wet as the snow melted in the warm air that welcomed me. My shoes squealed with each step up the stairs. It annoyed me more than it should. It was somehow out of character for me. I had my briefcase under my left arm and combed my hair with the fingers on the right hand as I walked into the office on the second floor. I expected to see Rebecca in the front desk but to my surprise, another woman was in her chair. I immediately felt awkward. Again, out of character. I was not my best self like I want to be when I meet new people. They say that first impressions stick. When my schedule change like coming late to work, I get a little less composed, even if it is just a matter of minutes.

Cinema sex. (M/F 40’s) (kissing, BJ).

I enter the darkened cinema and see you seated in the middle of the back row. There’s only a few other people scattered around; no one near the rear which makes me smile.

I sit down next to you and we kiss as the opening credits roll past. Your legs are crossed towards me, your sundress hem rests on your mid thigh.

I turn towards you a little more and move my left hand up your thigh from your bare knee. The smoothness of your thigh sends bursts of erotic energy through my brain and straight to my cock. I don’t know if you’re wearing panties or not and will find out shortly.

The kissing is making you pant a little which gets deeper as my hand moves upto your breast and starts teasing your nipple through your sheer bra. I feel it rapidly harden and I know that you will be more than wet between your legs now.

You squirm a little in your seat as the sexual energy rises. Your thighs clench together. I know from this you’re putting pressure on your clit in your subtle fashion. If it continues and with my tongue in your mouth, you’ll be coming in less than a minute…

[FFuta, 18+, anal, audience] Sarah’s Harem part 7

Sarah and her girls were sitting in the living room of her apartment. Amanda and Chris were snuggled up on the couch, watching something on tv. Britta was reading, shirtless in the chair next to them, sitting across the arms. Alex and Sarah sat on the carpet, both wearing bath robes, painting each other’s nails. It was a serene moment, punctuated by some canned laughter on the screen, or Amanda’s occasional gasp as Chris fondled her.

Dipping the brush tip into fresh polish, Sarah took Alex’s foot, applying a coat to each toe in line. Alex has told her she always dreamed of doing this with her girl friends, but given she hadn’t been a girl in middle or high school, she never had the chance. Sarah was all too happy to help.

For the first time in a while, being in a room filled with hot women didn’t get Sarah hot and bothered, and while she was thankful she could just relax and enjoy the moment, some part deep down worried that something was wrong.

Did she not love them anymore? No, every time she looked at one of them, her heart swelled with joy.

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Pining [M27 F24] [long] [romantic]

*I know it’s been a long time, but I still miss you. Just let me know where I can find you, or you can find me on any Friday night at the Neon Moon*

Still no response.

“Stella!”

“Hm?”

She quickly slipped her phone back into her bag and looked up. Jace was staring at her over the bar, frowning.

“Is everything okay? I asked you if you want to get take out after this like five times.”

“Huh? N-no I… I’m okay”

Stella tried to smile reassuringly. Jace raised an eyebrow at her, and she quickly glanced away, tracing the rim of her glass with a finger. Jace sighs.

“Please tell me you weren’t checking again…”

“I-”

She fell silent. There was no point denying it. Jace knew her too well. They’d gone through this charade so often. She nibbled at her lip nervously.

“Stella… it’s been four years… And you sent that message three months ago. He isn’t coming. I’m sorry but… it’s the truth and you need to hear it.”

Stella’s bottom lip quivered. Jace sighed.

Cornell University Library of Gay men’s popular fiction collection, 1931-1992.

Cornell University Library of Gay men’s popular fiction collection, 1931-1992.

[Gay men’s popular fiction collection, 1931-1992. Collection Number:7456](https://rmc.library.cornell.edu/EAD/htmldocs/RMM07456.html#d1e137)

I found this link by accident while searching on Google. I never thought about a university maintaining a collection of historical gay fiction, unfortunately, it’s only an index of the titles in storage but you should be able to locate some of the titles via a Google search by author and title.

https://rmc.library.cornell.edu/EAD/htmldocs/RMM07456.html#d1e137

Fucking this compassionate, anxious, curvy Latina (M50/F28) (sweet, shy, vanilla)

She’s in her late 20s. It’s endearing that she’s so flustered around me. It also seems like she’s self-conscious about her body.

She is so smart, kind and compassionate, and so curvy and sexy. I really want to fuck this woman.

I want to meet her privately and calm her anxiety. Stroke her hair. See her on her knees in front of me, knowing exactly what she wants but is too shy to ask.

Wordlessly I would feed her my cock. She might be clumsy but to be honest that would be hot. She might also be too self-conscious to let me taste her pussy, which would be ok for the first time. As we writhed on the bed, her body would let me know when she was ready to get fucked.

I would tell her to spread her legs for me. She might be embarrassed at how soaked and squishy her needy little snatch was. But she would want this bad. And so would I.

Her girl hole would feel tiny and I’d wonder if I was hurting her. She would spread her legs wider and pull me in more. Would she want to feel like she was being stretched to the point of discomfort?