This story was inspired by one very hot man – he knows who he is. . . It all started when he changed his avatar. Jessie had mostly lurked on the message board, posting here and there, but the forum with the pics was her favorite. He was a prolific poster there, and she had smiled to herself more than once at the various signatures he had used – an eclectic...
I open the door quietly so as not to wake you. By the light of the bathroom, I unzip my dress and let it slip to the floor. I undo my sheer black bra and toss it to the floor, hooking my thumbs in my thong, I slide it down and step out of it. Then, lifting up the edge of the sheet I softly mold my body next to yours. I press my breasts against your back and...
Author's Notes Before reading this story please be aware that that some people would label this work as obscene and pornographic in nature. It contains several themes including transgendered, homosexual and lesbian issues in addition to graphic sexual descriptions. To make the action flow more freely and the stories light-hearted, I have taken a socially n...
The air was dry as always, and the road stretching in front of Jonathan seemed to crackle with heat. He needed to get back to his grandfather's cottage. An old house he had inherited three years before. It just didn't seem to want to stay in good shape. Whenever something was fixed, another piece of furniture would break. The last time he was over the place,...
I come into your small office, dressed in a short plaid skirt, and a white button down blouse and high heels. My hair is in the cutest pig tails you've ever seen and I'm sucking on a lollipop. I start to unbutton my blouse button by button slowly revealing my front clasping black bra. You can start to see my tattoo that's situated right between my breast. Y...
Sarah and the rest of the cheerleaders at Ponygirl University were special. They were the best of the best in the school, when it came to being proper show ponies. But not everything at Ponygirl University was as it seemed. Soon, the new freshman class would learn just what life was like at the University. Jennifer and her friends got off the Ponygirl Unive...
“Hi James,” you say cheerily when you find me sitting alone on the middle landing of the stairs. “Hi Megan,” I answer from where I sit leaning against the wall. “Get too noisy for you in there as well?” “Yeah,” you reply, glancing back downstairs to where the noise of the party echoes from. “Mind if I join you?” “Not at all.” I start to move aside, to ma...
She was caged, like a trapped animal. Her hunter who had suspended her above his lavish dining room this afternoon, had done so with pride; for he enjoyed having beautiful taste along with seeing all that he would devour. Ass sore, she rested while she could, while watching her master have his lunch, as if this was a perfectly normal scene in any persons ho...
The warmth of the apartment wrapped around us as we entered, amplifying the two-drink glow which had accompanied us from the bar. A slender, willowy reed, my companion shrugged off her long black leather coat, her surprisingly full breasts dancing sensuously with the movement. I handed her my trench-coat and headed for the kitchen as she made her way to the...
You were busy working or researching or flirting – whatever it is you do when you're online in the evenings. Old reruns of Saturday Night Live flickered on the television, bringing the occasional chuckle from you. Restless and looking for a distraction from another long day of being unemployed, I finally decided to bake the cake mix that had been sitting on...