Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomena. All events depicted are by characters at least 18 years of age. The prep school is a one year program run by the college for students between high school and university. All students in i...
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters are age 19+. ***** Having grown bored with how things were progressing with my sissy son, I have recently ventured into a new and fun project –filming and distribu...
The next morning I woke alone in the middle of the bed I could feel the weight of the fake breasts on my chest and the tenderness between my legs. I still felt as if my anus was gaped wide open from the fucking I received the night before. I shivered hugging myself tightly barely believing that Mr Lester actually managed to put his monster sized cock up my a...
Eighteen year olds are the same the world over. The handsome, tough and sporty are nearly always the most popular. Adam was none of these, he was rather effeminate, of slight build and definitely no sportsman. As such, he never had that many friends. His home life wasn't much better; his father was dead, he had no siblings and his mother worked every hour Go...
I should have known the revenge would be thorough, but I never expected anything like this. I suppose you're going to be curious now what the revenge was for to deserve such a treatment. It's complicated, OK? I'm not proud of how I acted. I had some growing up to do. I probably deserved something. But she exceeded all expectations and then some. Jessie and...
Dedicated to my collaborator, the Sylken One things are not always what the appear to be, even as they are appearing * * * * * "I believe you boys have much better things to do than litter the halls with your presence during class time." George Ballard's booming, authoritative voice echoed in the hall. As Vice Principal of Market Street High, had found hi...
Megan and I had just finished a steamy, sweaty hot fuck in the shower when we realized we weren't alone. Ashley, Megan's sister, had walked into the bathroom and caught us having sex. She probably would have left quietly without saying a word, but before she could leave, we stepped out of the shower and stood before her. We were both completely naked, drippi...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: My apologies for the delay. I was stuck for quite some time, but now I think I have things straightened out. Expect more installments more quickly. ***** Kendra sat on the edge of the bed, basking in the glow of her second orgasm of the morning, courtesy of Professor Ballard. The slave remained on her knees between the student's legs. She c...
I've always had a soft spot for quiet, somewhat nerdy guys. Or at least, seemingly shy and nerdy. My favorite boyfriend in senior year of high school was an ostensibly shy guy who turned out had plenty to say with his lips and tongue, possessed a fat cock, and instinctively knew what to do with a pussy even at 18 years old. He wasn't my first, but he was my...
As I was leaving the cafeteria I saw Renee walking toward the library. "Sorry about that, I'm going to be working most of the weekend, so I had to get some pussy when I could. She's all yours now." "What?" "Amy, she's still in the dorm, we can tag team her if you want." "What, I don't...I would never...and not with a girl...not that there's anything wrong...