(Day 32) Change of plans, change of life In the morning they had a large room service breakfast and took their time getting up and about. They figured it would be their last in this place as they were set to leave early the next morning to catch the train. Cindy began packing her now, much larger collection of clothes in the set of suitcases needed, two ne...
Author Note: I've included a bit of backstory to this one in case I want to expand it in the future. Hopefully it doesn't take away too much from the story and you enjoy it. I welcome all positive and negative feedback. ****** Eyes struggling open to the sound of her alarm, she flailed around in a failed attempt to turn it off. Most mornings would be spen...
Making my way to my car, my eyes caught sight of her, the car's bonnet open looking into the engine, I wondered if she had any clue regarding mechanics. Checked her out she had a leather dress, boots up to her knee, a slim body, and too good looking to know about engines, so I thought. Out of curiosity and more I went over and offered her my assistance. Her...
Harry walked into his storage room, actually the 3rd bedroom of his sprawling one-story house in a suburban neighborhood. The room was sparsely furnished, containing only an antique divan and a small desk. A step ladder and several moving storage boxes were piled in one corner. He leaned over the desk and ran his finger down an open calendar to the month o...
There I was, at the front door of her house, thinking twice before knocking. In my short skirt and tight t-shirt, I was sweating. So excited I was, so close to reaching my fantasy. I knocked on her door. No answer. I knocked again. After a exhilarating wait, she opened the door. She led me into her house. "Take off your shoes here, Sophie, I don't want any...
This story is based on my real-life experiences is a real-life fetish club in Berlin called the Kit-Kat club. I suppose when you watch enough porn, you start to think that it is not enough to just watch. You want to be the porn. I found myself wanking to the videos of trannies, crossdressers and ladyboys with one thought occurring more and more: I want to...
The last chapter. I very much appreciate comments, thank-you. And now, part 3 of 3: The feeling of her hand clasping the back of my neck and her fingers rubbing over my spiked choker was insanely hot. "Ahh, I'm close" I said, as I fucked her as hard as I could, wondering again where all this energy was coming from, her beautiful ass seemingly able to take...
Months before meeting Alex: Miss A stood in her living room her arms crossed with a smirk on her bright red lips and a twinkle in her blue eyes, her face framed by her straight as an arrow, jet black hair falling to her shoulders in a sexy bob cut. Her skin tight floral yoga pants seemingly painted on accentuating her legs and ass. Her low cut crop top show...
The blood calmly flowing in our veins was pleasantly mixed with alcohol. Our drinking pace followed the relaxed ambiance of the pub, which was not too crowded nor too empty. The dimmed lights were barely able to draw a dark copy of the clients on the various objects surrounding them, and when they managed it, the shadows struggled to follow the movement of t...
It was a major leap for us both and specially an out-of-character behavior for me. I would have never imagined that I would be standing on an altar in front of a man, whom I had met just six months ago. At that moment, when we were about to take our vows, I realized that I loved the man a lot but I barely knew anything about his background. However, when he...