Chrissy Costanza Stories

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Sheila Ch. 23

by Pars001 on Sep 23, 2019
Non-Erotic

Killjoy group ----------------- Ruslan (short blonde hair, 6’7’’) -- Leader Serafima (dark red head) - support/medical Karina (blonde Hair) - Sharpshooter sniper Timur (Dark hair 5’2’’} - computer/hacker expert Egor- Electronics expert - killed in a firefight Stas - Explosives expert - killed in a firefight Pibald group ------------ Evelyn (Auburn...

Crystal: A Sissy Set Free Pt. 01

by InSpectrum on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Chris was a pretty standard excuse for a man, 19 years old with a thin face and a wiry frame, lacking any sort of muscle. He would have been just another man in a huge sea of others at his local college, but he was different, he refused to keep his mouth shut and refused to behave. He would strut around like he owned the place, hollering at girls, wolf whist...

A Handyman's Memoir Ch. 26

by riverboy on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

Lee and I only saw each other occasionally over the next few weeks. Summer is a busy time at a hospital emergency room, and her schedule was crazy. Her two daughters were around more I think, but since I couldn't see their camp through the trees I'm not sure how much they were there. Occasionally I'd see one or both of them paddle by in a kayak — they always...

Down The Path Ch. 04

by gbr2004 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

This story includes forced fem and bdsm scenes. Not your thing, plenty other stories here. I haven't heard from anyone all week. Finally feeling like I can relax a little. The weekend was too much. I didn't feel right for at least a couple days afterward. I just kept thinking about the stuff I had done. I can't believe that I finally really sucked a cock...

The Calendar

by Imagination_Man on Mar 30, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

For almost everyone, Katie Monthermer was an enigma. Everyone knew her and everyone, upon a little reflection, could only conclude that they knew virtually nothing about her. They knew her name, that she was probably about 40, that she had good looks, dressed well, seemed very intelligent and spoke with a slightly old-fashioned vocabulary. Beyond this, there...

Amy's Sluttiest Night

by kav123 on Nov 16, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Hi, I'm Amy. This is a true story about a night out in my hometown a few years back when I was 23. I'm not skinny, not fat, but am slightly the wrong side of my ideal weight, with curves in the right places. With the above description you might imagine me to be a buxom beauty with sizeable tits. Sadly for me this isn't the case, and I hated the fact that...

The Nude World

by Nude_Writer on Sep 12, 2018
Fetish

The characters in this story are all over 18 years old. ... Hannah gently opened her blue eyes to see the sun shine through her window. A gentle breeze blew the curtains slightly apart, as a few birds chirped outside. Saturday. A day where she didn't have to worry about school. A day to relax and do as she pleased. She had planned a shopping trip in the mo...

Sex Club for Nerds and Geeks Ch. 12

by Peterspeter on Sep 18, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Man you are GOOD! From zero to bed in under eight hours! She's probably with Charlie now, laughing hysterically at how easily you fell for it. Won't say "fuck!" Doesn't emote when she cums! Only ever fucked one guy! — "He lapped it up! Man, is he gullible!" You'll never see her again. Crap. I uploaded the 43 best shots from the concert to Flickr and sent...

Ruby's Gift

by Moyds_jewel on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Journey into Submission: The Piercing "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Ruby chanted breathlessly. 'Music,' AJ thought. As always, her moans and whimpers filled him with a fierce delight, a deep satisfaction that she made this loving music when they fucked: a music to which AJ had rapidly become addicted. Ruby lay under him, bound face down on a carpeted bench wi...

New Beginnings

by Unykorn on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

I blink as sweat rolls into my eyes. It trickles down my body and tickles between my breasts as it continues its course south. With a groan I stop work, put my hands on my hips and stretch myself backwards before I use the tail of my shirt to wipe my dripping face, then flap the material in an effort to circulate air around my overheated body. This heat is...