The van drove down the overgrown path. It came to a stop as the brakes squeaked, the van sat at the old gate. It was open and rusted. The old stone wall that surrounded the front of the old house was crumbling and had vines overtaking parts of it. The van began moving forward again as it followed the old driveway that was now cracked and in disrepair. The...
His cock was pumping like a slow piston in and out of my ass and my face was pressed up against a brick wall in the alley. Both of my nipples were being pinched and rolled to excruciating delight. My new friend had only been at it for about two minutes and I was already on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm, but let me rewind a little. I work for a small man...
Chapter 2 She stopped suddenly and put her hands on either side of Ryan's face, "What young man, what's wrong?" she said in a joking voice. "Claire, I um, well no one here, I mean...I have never seen someone DANCE like that before. Your body, oh man, sorry..." Claire slid her hands to Ryan's waist and pulled herself to him. Her hips pushed closer and she...
My name is Sarah Case and I live in lower Manhattan, with three guys, Chris Cline, Jason Reed, and Jay Haze. About 10 months ago we opened a club in Queens called M57. It was a big hit and we started to make a lot of money. So they were all pretty happy, but I was miserable. I bet you are wondering why? Well, Chris has been my best friend since we were in...
Megan looked herself up and down in the large mirror on her closet door. She pulled up the front of her white tank top to look at her stomach. It was perfectly smooth, except for the small ring sticking up from her navel. She was proud of having convinced her mom to allow that, but NEVER wanted to get anything more daring. She could see what guys wanted with...
I'm going to tell you a true story, or at least as true as I can remember it. Let's be honest here and concede that when we're in the middle of something, we don't stop to write down the exact detail, we don't have a voice recorder to capture every aspect of who said what and when. So even in stories like this, we use writing skills and some imagination. As...
Let me start by saying that I have been crossdressing for over 20 years and I didn't really feel like a lady until just last week. I should rewind about 3 weeks so that I can explain what happened leading up to my little adventure. I frequently shop at several local lingerie stores and adult boutiques. Three weeks ago I went into one of my favorites. A nice...
Can you screw a dream? Can you lock it tightly inside your mind and hide it away in the secret creases of your soul? Does the dream call blindly when you aren't watching or listening and points its shaky finger at you, taunting, teasing you into weakness? Dreams are illusions that trick you and whisper to you until your blood boils wickedly, and you can tast...
It had started with Irish coffee, but between the kisses and stolen touches, by the end of the movie we were drinking it straight. You kissed me again and then used the remote to rewind the film and snap off the television. I could see your hard-on beneath your boxers, and I wanted you. I picked up the bottle and a cup and sauntered to the bedroom, wiggling...
There was a summer sun, casting through the windows around the house. I loved that "open" look, that feeling of being able to soak in the sun from my couch, to slide the latches up and feel the cross-breeze in my house. Alice was, perhaps, a bit -- but only a bit -- less fond of it. That might have been due to her walking through the house with only my coll...