I think about her constantly. Lying naked in bed on her back, her slim tanned body on display. Her long straight jet black hair spread like a halo around her head. Her beautiful face -- oval with high cheek bones and a sharp nose, full pouty lips and dark sensual almond shaped eyes. Her arms over her head, wrists bound together to the head board with a silk...
The stalker searches for girls and women that live alone, with few friends or family and appear easy targets. Using large stores, libraries and other public areas he is unnoticed observing the females in their daily routines. He selects and stalks his prey for several days, memorizing their routes and patterns, security measures, learning their habits, weakn...
Debbie's eyes bulged when he looked up at Angelina, and his best friend smiled back at him. "This is my Angie, Debbie, he wanted to watch you cream his jeans." Looking through the make-up and wig he could barely make out the face of his young buddy. Casey was blown away by how good Jamie looked as a girl, he was pretty as all hell. The make-up looked perf...
Marty Quite often I had to work late at the bowling alley; late enough that the last busses had gone by! It was a long walk home so I usually hitchhiked and walked whatever distance I had to. I was doing that when Marty stopped to pick me up. He was an older man in his forties and said he'd be turning off long before I was near home, but a ride was a ride....
Both characters are over 18. Based on a true story. ------------------------------ I emerged from the bathroom feeling slightly nervous but ready to pounce. My hair was still wet from the hot tub and it fell around my neck, untamed and wild. I knew he liked that. He looked up at me from his chair and knew immediately why I had taken so long in the bathro...
This is chapter 2 of Erika's Story my first story series, If you have not read the first part it might be a good idea to go back and check that one out first. Also I would love feedback and constructive criticism so I can get better. Finally, please rate it at the end so I can see how well it is being received. Enjoy! *** Three months had passed since the...
I don't suppose my story is really any different when it comes to cross-dressing. It began when I was young and continued to flourish as I grew older. I lived alone with my mother growing up. My father had been killed in car wreck when I was 8. He had been a successful stockbroker and had left my mother and I financially stable, if not wealthy. My mother was...
Bill lay next to Alice, his hand under her cheerleader sweater running over her plump breasts. He thought of removing her blindfold, but thought she looked sexier with it on. Instead, he lay there and thought of what had just happened and what would happen next. Sister Rose would not blow the whistle on him. Maybe she would have, but as soon as she saw Ali...
In here my name is Porsche and my other name you'll never know. I have two bedrooms in my condo, in one I am the normal man of the house however down the hallway I am in Porsche's bedroom. In Porsche's bedroom I wear sexy thongs and boyshort panties, matching bras and always garter belts with sexy thigh high nylons and stockings. I have a 36d chest, 30 waist...
The problem with M, he eventually told me - M being my first "love" - was that although he enjoyed the fireworks that occurred as a result of our exploration of each other's bodies in late adolescence, and although he appreciated the deep intimacy that emerged from a friendship formed before we even knew what it meant to be sexual beings, there was always, i...