This is a true story. As a result, the composition favours fact, over the conventions of a normal erotic tale. I dedicate it to every cross – dresser, who wonders where it might all lead to, and particularly those who have fantasised about being fucked. This is my story of turning fantasy into reality: Len had wrestled with his cross- dressing for years, u...
I lay on my bed; my head still spinning from the wine I had consumed earlier in the evening and the wild events that followed. The soft down pillows felt comforting under my dizzy head. I felt the oozing cum dribble out of my slit and trickle down between my firm ass cheeks. My legs were semi-spread, as the sensations between them were too overwhelming to cl...
Crackle. . zizz . . .psssst. Heather's heart mimicked the rock candy explosions she ignited by emptying an entire packet of crystallized sugar into her mouth. "Ummy" she uttered, flaunting her stained tongue through untinted glass. Todd van Doren stood outside. Listening to gallons of gas roll into his truck and watching Heather cavort in the cab inspired th...
This story contains graphic sexual descriptions. If you are under eighteen or likely to be offended, please do not continue to read. Copyright 2004 April, All Rights Reserved. * Doctor Petra Rose sat down behind her desk and tried to let her mind wander. Being a general practitioner was a hectic life at the best of times. She had been a G.P for the nearly...
"I want to do the whole band," came the loud, shameless decree. "Do you have a pass?" asked a dumbfounded roadie. "She doesn't need one, man," a thoroughly amused, jovial technician elbowed. "Let her on the bus." "Thank you," the fair-skinned, black-haired vampiress offered as she stepped onto the bus and into the pages of her ultimate fantasy. The Bassi...
I looked at Sheila's big cock and was amazed how such a beautiful creature could have such a marvelous package. On my HRT regimen, my once small little dicklet had become even smaller. It was barely a flap now and I had begun referring to it as my 'clitty'. I licked the bulbous head and tasted the precum starting to flow from her. She let her panties fall fr...
Ahhhhhhhh. Nothing like a mid day piss. Especially in the fancy ass lobby of your office/apartment building. Right there in my favorite chair. Piss flying on the fucking floor. I own the building, so no pain in the ass bitching about it. I love pissing in front of people. All over people too. I get off on it. They do too. Most of em do. The others... fuck em...
Word does get around and when it does it usually ends up getting to people you don't want it to, as was the case with the word about Rik's return to working out of Kevin's old flat. "Thanks Tosh," I said as I took his call about two rather large gentlemen, or 'big fuckers' as he called them, heading into Avery house. "Time to call it a day," I said aloud a...
I had sent Mia out for groceries and was sitting in Rik's kitchen contemplating my next move when the doorbell rang. "Fucking hell, Dennis!" I exclaimed when I saw Dennis Croft standing at Rik's threshold, "what are you doing here?" "What do you mean?" He asked as he pushed his way into Rik's flat, "just because you've been a bit poorly doesn't mean you ca...
Peak stripper happens some time between age nineteen and twenty five. I'm pushing thirty. Most strippers drink, smoke or use drugs. That shows in their face which is why by thirty so many of them look forty. Stripping is all about fantasy. Most of the guys and gals who come to watch strippers want youthful fantasy. I don't drink, smoke or use drugs. I eat ri...