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Milking time odiscipline!!xlAmp4BJLj 18/03/18(Sun)20:22 No. 25458 ID: 3093c9 [Reply]

Hi all. Perverted writer here. Going to give this a try, as asstr seems to be permanently closed to new users, and most other sites will not take some of the subject matter I write about.

I hope you enjoy this story of mine and the ones that follow.

It was time to joipee. Claudius could feel his wee wee getting stiff – it always got stiff around this time, when mistress would come to help the young male slaves joipee.

They needed the help, because their hands were always chained behind them, so they couldn’t go joipee by themselves, and unlike regular peeing, they needed to be able to touch their wee wee’s to make it happen.

When mistress opened the gate, Claudius and the other young male slaves scrambled up to her on their knees, their pee pee’s raised in stiff tribute. Mistress beamed at them, and patted them each on the head in turn. Like dogs, they rolled onto their backs, legs spread, pee pee’s up.

Claudius hoped that mistress would pick him to joipee first. Hearing the moans and grunts of the other little males as she joipeed them made him anxious and frustrated, and he could hardly keep still from the anticipation.

To his dismay, she picked one of the smaller boys first. The boy scooted onto her lap, and spread his legs extra wide so she could fondle him easily.

She kissed the boy, not on his cheeks or face, but by slipping her tongue into his mouth. Claudius enjoyed it when she did this to him, and he enjoyed the sound it made when she did it to others. The boy was enjoying it too. Then she took his wee wee into her mouth, and sucked on it for about a minute. The boy’s eyes were clenched shut, as though he were in terrible pain, but he knew that in fact, he was feeling wonderful. He was about to joipee – his pee pee and balls feeling like it was full of hot pee, so anxious and ready to burst.
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Anonymous 18/06/25(Mon)07:35 No. 25660 ID: e08c08

Fuck that was hot thank you!




royal jelly jellydonut 18/03/29(Thu)08:56 No. 25472 ID: b3d45b [Reply]

Hey (knock knock) this board still alive? if not I guess I'll just rant and rave into the void.

This series, which I'm titling 'Royal Jelly' is a pseudo-interview style series that goes across multiple characters and their beginning sexual experiences, desires, and encounters.

prevalent themes include, (but aren't limited to): masturbation, voyeurism, incest, and young sexual encounters.

I'm new-ish at writing this stuff and Spoiler: I tend to have some long paragraphs at times (I'm working at it I promise)

constructive criticisms and comments are always appreciated :)

-jellydonut


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royal jelly: Ethan 3 jellydonut 18/04/01(Sun)07:05 No. 25492 ID: b3d45b

The next morning I went into the dining room for breakfast and tried my best to act casual. Emma came down a little while after and sat down next to me. She was still in her PJs and obviously hadn't taken a shower yet. I flashed back to me cumming on her last night, my dry semen was still on her chest and she hadn't noticed (thank god). I started to get a boner thinking about it.

She was chipper and happy as normal, talking about how she was planning on spending the upcoming spring break. I hadn't changed out of my pajamas either yet and was having trouble keeping my growing erection from poking out of my fly again. I wasn't listening when she said something and stared at me. I scooted closer to the table to try to keep my crotch out of view.

"What was that?" I asked.
"I said did you want to go to the watering hole with me next week? With school out we can spend the whole day there if we wanted." The watering hole she was talking about was one of our favorite summer spots, just a 45 minute hike from our Californian mountain home. We loved to cool off in it on hot days and swim around chasing after tadpoles, me in my trunks and her in her old one piece swimming suit. It wasn't on any maps so it was kind of like our own private swimming pool.

"That would be fun." said my mom as she sat down next to my dad at the table, clad only in her bathrobe as usual in the mornings, "It should be warm enough by now."
"Uhh, sure." I said, still distracted by what was happening in my boxers. Emma then turned to our mom.
"I need to get a new swimming suit though, my old swim team one doesn't fit anymore. Also I need to pick up another prescription refill too." My mom nodded while sipping her coffee.
"Prescription?" I blurted out, I didn't know she was taking anything.
"Yeah," said my mom before Emma could, "Your sister was having trouble sleeping so we got her one a while back to help." I thought for a moment. Is that the only reason why she didn't wake up last night? My stomach turned thinking about how badly things could have gone if she hadn't been on a sleep aid.

The conversation had distracted me enough for my boner to go down and I was able to eat breakfast in peace. That was until Emma finished her cereal and brought it to the sink. I noticed her pajama shorts were riding up again. She bent over to wash and rinse off her bowl, the outline of her ass clearly visible. I excused myself and tried to hide my growing boner as I headed to my room. When I closed the door I grabbed my tablet and her panties that I had hidden in my pillowcase, they were still a little damp from cumming in them last night. I sat on my bed, opened up the picture of her topless and started masturbating to it again. I heard the shower turn on upstairs and I knew Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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royal jelly: Orion 4 jellydonut 18/04/01(Sun)07:07 No. 25494 ID: b3d45b

I woke up a few hours later to a dark and quiet house. Everyone had either left or passed out I figured. I stirred and felt something behind me, I looked and there was a 20-something year old woman sleeping in my bed. I quickly got my memory back as I looked around the room. Candy on the floor, red heels in one corner and a blue bra in another. I had fallen asleep with her fully clothed. My pants and underwear felt uncomfortable, crusty and damp with semen. I decided to change and I stood up, taking off my pants and underwear.

I looked down at the bed, she was fully asleep in her slutty sailors outfit. Still braless, her legs slightly open. My dick grew on its own as I stared at her, dirty thoughts running through my head. I stood over her for a good few minutes, pantsless and fully erect, while she slept peacefully and occasionally snored. I got back on the bed and put a hand on her thigh. She didn't stir at all. I shook it and whispered her name, still no response other than light snores. I rubbed my dick on her leg then slowly moved my self over it. I was between her legs now, I held one knee and raised it to the other side until she had her legs spread in front of me.

I crawled towards her and lifted up her dress. In the dim light I could see those panties that I had grown to love. With nervous hands I reached towards the top of them. I wanted to yank them down, I wanted to put my dick inside her and start pumping, to pull down her top and stare at her jiggling tits as I came inside her over and over. What I did instead was hover over her nervously, my hands just above the elastic of her underwear. I gulped and grabbed the sides of them, no movement yet, and I began to slowly pull them down. I saw more of her skin, then, a few tufts of dark hair poked out. I wanted to fuck her badly. I continued to pull down and saw more dark hair, a nice little tuft of it. I pulled down more and stopped. Her pussy was there in front of my face, a clean slit at the gap between her legs.

Lizzie stirred and I jumped back, she closed her legs and rolled onto her side away from the edge of the bed. I chickened out and laid back beside her and pretended to be asleep. A minute later I heard her continue snoring, just tossing and turning in her sleep I guessed. Still, I didn't have the courage to continue. I laid there looking at the ceiling pantsless, my dick still standing up still wanting sex. I started masturbating, thinking about fucking her. My free hand went between us on the bed and I started to grope her ass, she didn't seem fazed. I laid on my bed groping her ass and masturbating until I came, jizz shooting up and then back down onto my stomach and hand. I felt sleepy again and closed my eyes, just for a second.

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Shadow 18/06/24(Sun)22:55 No. 25659 ID: 44728f

The pov changes were jarring at first, but now I find this an interesting way to cover more stories at one time. Though one question keeps bugging me: what's the connection? What ties these characters and their separate stories together?

I hope to see you keep posting so that I may find out.




Underage Erotica Anonymous 18/05/04(Fri)07:38 No. 25530 ID: 5ea536 [Reply]

I recently read two books that contained underage sex/desire, and found both fascinating.

The First was Tampa by Alissa Nutting, and the second was End of Alice by A.M Holmes. Both books are highly sexually graphic.

Tampa is about a young female teacher who is sexually attracted to fourteen year-old boys and will do anything in her power to seduce them.

End of Alice is narrated by a middle-aged pedophile who is serving a life sentence in prison. He receives correspondence from a 19-year-old girl who plans to seduce her 12-year-old neighbour. He encourages her and gives her tips on seducing children and delights in the girl's letters detailing her progress.

What I am looking for: A highly erotic book where the main plot is focused on underage sex and/or desire. The more graphic the better.

What I am definitely NOT looking for: Violence or child murder, a book about overcoming abuse or anything that is poorly written or reads like amateurish fan-fiction.

Other books I have read on this theme were Lolita, and books by Anais Nin. Lolita was well written, but obviously lacked any graphic sex scenes, while Anais Nin didn't really captivate me for some reason.

Books that seem to roughly match what I am after, but havent read yet i've listed below:
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Anonymous 18/06/23(Sat)14:56 No. 25654 ID: 9d49ee

>>25530
Firefly by Peirs Anthony


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Shadow 18/06/23(Sat)15:46 No. 25655 ID: 44728f

>>25654
Firefly has a scene in it, but it is not the focus of the book. Rather the book is somewhere between a monster horror book and the erotic tales told by a woman that has issues.




Change is inevitable. Monochrome!!V0LzHmBTIw 17/04/17(Mon)01:33 No. 24998 ID: ef02bd [Reply]

My name is Seamus. Yeah, I know. Pronounced Shay-muss. I come from an Irish family. We came to America a few years before I was born. My father ran a Bar and nightclub until he and my mother were killed in a plane crash when I was 25. I had been living on my own for a few years at that point, working a steady job at a goth nightclub alongside a good friend of mine, Johnny, who was half Irish and half Japanese. I had to take a month off of work to deal with all the arrangements. They were thankfully understanding. Johnny was there for me the whole time, and his little sister Alice would come over with him now and again. She was such a cute little thing, with her almond-shaped brilliant green eyes, pale skin, and slightly ruddy cheeks. She'd sit with me for hours at a time playing videogames and listening to music, and being surprisingly intelligent for a 10 year old. Johnny would joke that she had a crush on me and she'd poke him in the ribs and tell him to stop. I was incredibly thankful for their company in my time of need. A couple months later the funeral was held, and dad, a former IRA fighter, was a devout catholic, so we had a catholic service and burial, Father Davis once again asking me to come to sunday service. I politely refused, as always. I've not cared for religion since I was a child.

After a couple more months, I decided to leave my job at the club and head off to college to get a degree. I said goodbye to my friends, little Alice giving me a great big hug, and off I went. A few years later I had a few trade licenses under my belt, and I got to work as a contractor back home. It was slow going at first, but after a few months I had a pretty decent business going, and had purchased a nice apartment and a motorcycle. Johnny had been busy, and called me up to go over and hang out that weekend. I had a job I was headed to early saturday but promised to show up afterwards.

That saturday I headed out to the job site, where they wanted me to assist in rewiring some office building undergoing renovations. Sweaty, dirty work, and by the end of it I was tired, sweaty, and covered in some kind of plastic dust. A promise is a promise, though, so I headed over to Johnny's place with a quick stop for a bottle of whiskey and a quick change of clothes at home. His house was gorgeous. His parents had purchased this little run-down old victorian house, fixed it up, and sold it to him under the instruction that he let Alice live there too so she could go to school in the city, then they moved on to flip another house. Apparently they'd been doing this for years before him and I had met at the club. Perfect house for a goth, really. Green shingles, dark red brick, and green wooden siding. I knocked at the door, and Johnny opened it with a big grin on his face.
"Great to see you, man. How've you been?" He said, motioning me inside.
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Monochrome!!V0LzHmBTIw 17/07/22(Sat)20:43 No. 25102 ID: ef02bd

Sorry it's been taking me a while to get back to this. Life comes at you fast. Sometimes wielding a shotgun and a copy of the Necronomicon.

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When I woke up it was sometime in late evening. I felt comfortable warmth against my side. Alice was curled up to me, her head on my shoulder and her hand on my chest. I could feel her rhythmic breathing. I felt some small sense of guilt. What we'd done was clearly illegal, but it was what we both wanted. I should have had more responsibility, maybe been more in the mindset of caretaker, but she was too damned beautiful and aggressive for me to keep up resistance for too long. Feeling the need for a post-coital and post-sleep piss, I stood up slowly, extricating myself from the blankets and Alice's slender limbs. I felt my breath catch as I looked down at her lying naked in my bed, her hair splayed out on the pillow, she looked even more breathtaking. Like a model from a Luis Royo painting. Perfection in the flesh. I heard her mumble something as I left the room.
By the time I'd returned I could hear music coming from her cellphone, quiet but very much audible.

"What did I say?
I've never felt this way before.
Is that what they say?
It's a defect in my core.
Oh I'm shutting down,
shutting down,
shutting down my brain.
I feel it now,
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Anonymous 17/07/23(Sun)01:08 No. 25103 ID: d68ed0

noice


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Anonymous 18/06/02(Sat)21:57 No. 25590 ID: bd1e4b

>>25103
Fucking nice




My Sister is a Dickgirl SNT-NEL 12/02/11(Sat)10:15 No. 15127 ID: b808a3 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Reposting this, for some reason. Even though I felt weird trying to fap to futa lit, I was okay with this one, for some reason.

I remember a long while back, some folks here added to it, and things were great, but then for some reason the mods took it down? I think it was cause it hadn't been updated in forever. But, yeah. RESURRECTION(I hope)
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Anonymous 17/12/21(Thu)21:37 No. 25244 ID: 3e4500

please dont let this die


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Cassie and Chase NewAnon 18/06/02(Sat)00:46 No. 25586 ID: bfb93f

did you ever complete a chapter where Cassie got to butt fuck Chase?


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Anonymous 18/06/02(Sat)04:59 No. 25587 ID: 031f95

>>25586
I doubt this story will ever be finished or added onto.

>>23438
I love your writing. Honestly, I wish you'd take this on that way I know eventually this masterpiece would be complete in some way. I get its not your thing but a man can have his dream.




The Umbrella Hitch (Mg, loli, voy, slow) AnonyMPC 16/07/18(Mon)18:37 No. 24459 ID: a609fb [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Sometimes people ask if I'm still writing. And I have been... I rarely stop, really, aside from occasional breaks, it just sometimes gets really slow.. And more annoyingly, I've just not been finishing a lot of stuff... some of what I get excited about writing peters out long before it's finished, leaving me with nothing postworthy. Frustrating, as you can imagine... it feels like a lot of writing for nothing, at least unless I get back to finish it one day. And maybe I will.

But at last, I finally have some stuff ready to go, save editing, and this is the first.

Before you ask, no, whatever ongoing project you were about to ask about is not one of the things I have waiting to post... it may well be somewhere in the mass of unfinished stuff piled up on my hard drive.

The Umbrella Hitch by AnonyMPC (Mg,loli, voy, slow)

Chapter One:

Sometimes I wonder if it was Fate after all, because so many events seemed to conspire to put me at that place and at that time, and if even one of them was different on that afternoon, I probably wouldn't have crossed paths with her.

First, there was that I got off work an hour early. One of my co-workers needed to pay for some emergency dental surgery, and most of us were letting him pick up an hour here or there from our shifts. I certainly didn't mind going a little early, although the weather made it complicated. That was the second thing. The best forecasts said it wasn't supposed to rain until the evening. Yet, just after 1pm, it started to drizzle. Ten minutes later, it was going hard. I'm talking torrential downpour. And it all happened just a few minutes before I started on my long walk home from work.

I didn't have my own car. Sometimes I was able to use my mother's, but usually she needed it, and that day I was out of luck. And there are buses, but not in a convenient straight line between my work and home. In order to get from one place to the other, I would have to make several transfers, waiting at each, often in the very weather I'd be trying to avoid. On the whole it took twice as long as just walking, which itself takes about half an hour. It was a pain in the ass and I kept telling myself to quit and try and get a more convenient job, but I didn't want it to reflect badly on my cousin, who recommended me.
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Anonymous 18/04/26(Thu)12:49 No. 25525 ID: fc72a1

Still hoping for an update of this


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Anonymous 18/05/02(Wed)09:49 No. 25527 ID: 0116ee

>>25525
You and me both, lad.


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Anonymous 18/05/30(Wed)05:23 No. 25578 ID: f7d3f6

5/5 stars! The slow pacing allows the reader to get to know the characters, so that when their relationship turns sexual, it really means something. Very realistic characters and situations. It would be wonderful to see these characters reprised in an update of their future selves, to see how these experiences affected the course of their lives.




A Final Promise The Bard 17/12/08(Fri)06:38 No. 25211 ID: 8a3dce [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Ok so I am throwing my hat into the ring. I have been inspired to try my hand at writing a story since I am bored and want to write. I am looking for constructive feedback and to start getting more comfortable sharing my stories rather than just letting them sit in my hard drive over the crippling anxiety of putting myself out there. I am going to try very hard to pound (lol) out this story semi-regularly and I have a definite ending in mind so without further ado, A Final Promise.

Tags: Loli(ish), Romantic, Sex and Teacher/student, M/f


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The+Bard 18/05/14(Mon)18:38 No. 25543 ID: b3b605

Update: I have the outline almost done and will start working on "Breaking Nancy" real soon.

Also I will be taking a class pretty soon to take my writing to the next (professional) level. Turns out I have been having a ton of fun working with my spouse on writing a few stories in between working on BN, and they have been encouraging me to get some stuff published.

I will be releasing BN as a free stand alone E-Book as well as posting it here when it is done. I ask you all to have patience, because this all is going to take some time, but you should have a more polished story when I am done. Maybe even a few more goodies while I am at it.

Until then, thank you for reading, enjoying and being so kind.

Bard


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Anonymous 18/05/23(Wed)12:18 No. 25553 ID: 0e2b21

>>25262
Nah, I meant Nancy McBitch. If you blackmail and threaten someone and his happiness, chances are you end up gnawed by raccoons deep in the woods. I'm sure David has at least the number of a "Tony" who can make people disappear..


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The+Bard 18/05/26(Sat)18:38 No. 25558 ID: 795336

>>25553

Would breaking her mind and turning her into a sex puppet for the enjoyment of a Billionaire bent on revenge work for you? I would say he breaks her soul too, but to be honest I am not entirely sure she ever had one.




The Greenvale Fraternity Jacqueline Madison Gibson (Jax) 14/11/21(Fri)13:16 No. 22839 ID: 249c7e [Reply]

Over the past 3 years my life has changed completely. I was down on my luck and had almost lost everything.
I will soon be 40 years old. They say life begins at 40 but my new life began 3 years ago when I was 37.

My name is Jacqueline Madison Gibson or Jax for short, I was raised in a loving family with my older sister Vanessa. My parents have both now passed away but I have always kept in touch with my sister.

I fell in love with a guy when I was 25 years old and we were together for 12 years, we got engaged but never got married. We split up after I found out that he had been having affairs with other women, he left me for a 26 year old who he had been seeing from work.
He also left me in debt and I had to sell our house and my car and other things to cover it.

So at 37 and with nowhere else to go I moved to live with my sister.
Vanessa (Van for short) is 3 years my senior, we are very similar in looks, both of us are about 5 feet 5 inches tall we both have dark brown hair that some times looks black and we both share the same deep brown eye color. We both take after our mother and neither of us has ever been slim, but we are not fat either, we call ourselves curvy lol. At the time I was just over 200 pounds and had been on a diet for what seemed like forever.

Vanessa is married to a really smart guy called Rod who works in scientific research and they have a son Peter (Pete) who is now 15 years old. They own a really nice house just outside of a small town in a nice quiet area.

Moving in wasn’t a problem as their house had a guest room with adjoining bath above the garage, I even had another small room in which I could store what was left of my stuff.

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TPARM 15/04/04(Sat)23:52 No. 23443 ID: e5b288

Wonder what happened next ?


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Anonymous 15/10/05(Mon)18:33 No. 23889 ID: 15121f

Stopped reading after it looked like it was turning rapey, huge turnoff.
Btw 5'5" and 200lbs is not 'curvy' it's clinically obese, and a gut would be obvious on a woman weighing this much. 90Kg for any metricfags


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exopop 18/05/25(Fri)15:52 No. 25557 ID: 23a3bb

Good story so far




Wedding Day odiscipline!!xlAmp4BJLj 18/03/31(Sat)22:54 No. 25490 ID: 3093c9 [Reply]

This story contains the following -

MM, MF, rape, anal, ntr, blood, piss, cum

If any of these things disturb you, I advise you now, please do not read. If you choose to do so anyway and are offended, please stfu about the subject matter, you were warned about it before hand.

I hope you enjoy this. I have multiple parts in this story in mind, I will write more if I get positive feedback.


The battle is long over. I am beaten, my sword knocked aside, my legs bleeding, a gash running across my arm. I do not know why I have not been slain yet. The brute is clearly more of a swordsman than I, better trained, stronger, faster. My rudimentary training was nothing compared to his artful strikes. I do not believe that I even laid my blade on him seriously.

I kneel in the dirt, waiting for a death blow. I am met with a sharp kick to my stomach. I taste the wedding meal I had consumed earlier, as I fall flat into the mud. I am lifted up by my hair, and kicked in the stomach again, and again, and again. I know not why this brute continues to prolong this: he has won, I am no match for him. Why does he not just slay me here.

He picks me up, and punches me in my tender abdomen again. I can barely voice my surrender, my voice has been beaten out of me. The brute picks me up, and wraps his arms around my throat, choking me. My undergarments become warm and heavy, as I begin to reflexively piss myself in utter fear. I am too weak, too beaten, to escape this beast's grasp, the creeping, fading, foggy blackness that envelopes me quicker than sleep.

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Honeymoon: The Sweetest Moon odiscipline!!xlAmp4BJLj 18/05/07(Mon)16:04 No. 25536 ID: 3093c9

>>25490


This story contains the following:

MF, MM, oral, anal, vaginal, rape, castration, crucifixion, general torture, murder, implied pedo, ntr, voyeurism, (nonsexual) vomit, urination (sexual and nonsexual), masturbation

In addition, there are most likely numerous other things in the text of the story, that many would find offensive, that I did not include in the story description. With the above being said, do NOT read this story if you don't wish to be exposed to any of those themes.

If you ignore this warning, and choose to read ahead anyway, you lose any right to be offended, consider this your preemptive STFU about the offensive content: the fantasy vs reality argument has been had for millions of man years at this point on the internet, if you can't differentiate between the two at this point, that is your problem, not mine, but I don't care to hear about it.

To be clear: constructive criticism is always welcome, I simply do not care to hear from the jackass who feels the need to moralize about gayness, ntr, pedo, and whatever in all such fiction.

I hope everyone enjoys.

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Anonymous 18/05/15(Tue)07:35 No. 25544 ID: e6b351

Epic!




21 Swap Street tg_wave 18/05/12(Sat)03:43 No. 25538 ID: e5922a [Reply]

Hey all, presenting a single chapter from the first half of my magnum opus, a gender bender take on (what is essentially) 21 Jump street. Please read it and tell me if this is any good. I'll post more if there is interest. What I really need is an editor, but I'll settle for some feedback. [MF] M>F

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Chapter 6
After the run in with surprise visitors, both agents agreed to a change in procedure. Every morning began at 5:30, where Dan dressed as Allison and wore whatever Jess had laid out the night before. Then Allison’s day consisted of whatever gauntlet of feminine youth Jess had devised. Slang lessons, fashion designer recognition, hair styling and dancing one day; Intro to snapchat use, what to keep in her purse, proper nail care the next, on and on it went.

Dan didn’t like being a girl. He felt like all the clothes were either too tight or too loose and fluttery. Managing in heels was a chore but selecting the correct accessories to augment an outfit was impossible. Jess had him constantly messing with Allison’s hair or face, which Dan judged pointless since Allison was already gorgeous. However, Jess refused to relent and so every morning was a slog of makeup and memorizing new styling options. Worse still, be it tits, or ass, something was constantly giggling after every quick motion. He also hated the music, but that was a product of Allison’s generation, not her gender.

It wasn’t all bad though. Dan enjoyed feeling Allison’s smooth, flawless skin. Seeing her beautiful face in the mirror each morning was an absolute delight. Also, the sheer variety of wardrobe options were intriguing, in a way men’s clothes never would be. She was her own private Barbie doll!

However, Allison felt about a particular day’s training, none of it measured favorably against how she’d been dreading today. Since the Johnsons had invited their neighbors to a block party and Jess had agreed, she had watched the date approach with trepidation. Now the party was underway.

Now, after a morning of training she was staring at the bikini Jess had laid out for her and shivered as she considered Gill and his intense eyes. “Why did it have to be a pool party?” Allison asked herself.
Throughout the week, she had almost convinced herself she had mistaken Gill’s friendliness for something more, but she still didn’t want to wear a miniscule two-piece in front of him. But Allison didn’t dare raise the concern to
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odiscipline!!xlAmp4BJLj 18/05/12(Sat)18:27 No. 25539 ID: 3093c9

It seems like an interesting premise, I think you need those other chapters to build it up properly, otherwise the skin suit is just too big and unique of a plot device to handwave ignore the way you have in this one chapter. But I enjoyed the read.




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