Now this one is real, more or less. It didn't happen to me though. It was a friend of mine. I haven't told him I wrote this story about it. Maybe he'll see it one day.
"So, you like the thought of your little wifey playing strip poker with guys then?" I asked sweetly, my hand rubbing his hard prick. He just grunted and pushed me onto my back. Forcefully, he pulled my legs apart and fell in between them. God, it was so nice, nothing gentle or romantic this time, just your hard and fast rut.
Two sets of brother and sister introduce me to not only the joy of sex, but it happens in an orgy. Everybody gets laid, but all the boys are too young to shoot anything but blanks.
How often do we not know people because we don't take the time to look? Jack and Kathleen were married for almost eight years and learned neither knew the other.
Mike Harris is a part time transvestite who struggles with his compulsion to crossdress. He hung up his wig and high-heels over two years ago but 'The Quickening', his compulsion to dress as a woman, has returned and his alter ego Michele Nylons beckons. This is a semi-autographical story with a message but with plenty of titillation for those who enjoy a little 'under-the-skirt' stimulation