*A story for/about a friend, hope I do your history justice* *This is my retelling of an online friend's experience. The names and places have been changed to protect the guilty, and one or two embellishments have been thrown in. It is sexual in places, not as much in others. Not sure if I mean this to get people off solely, as I do intend with most of my o...
I jumped when the phone suddenly rang. Maybe it was the fact that I was naked, playing with myself in bed. My catholic education still reminded me of the guilt associated to masturbation. "Someone is watching you", I remembered from my lessons. I don't know if it was the idea of a voyeuristic God or something else in my mind, but masturbation was, for me, a...
Time moves on Today was a positive one. I had back from the Solicitor's my divorce papers. At least that was moving forward and thankfully agreed in an amicable way. I guess my life will soon be back on track. I then thought about Tracey next door and her control arrangement, more importantly Margret and the effect it might be having on her. She had just ope...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (7.5 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * Hello baby its EW and I know you see my hot, tight ass wiggling around and around in your face. You want to take a bite don't you? *sexy giggle* mmm I feel so sexy touching my body slowly all over. I bend slowly grabbing my ankles knowing your watch...
Sam opened the door. She was wearing a tight, low cut top, which clearly showed off her large breasts, with a pair of short shorts. She pushed her sunnies up onto her head, and smiled as I stepped inside and gave her a hug. 'Hey Ben, what are you doing here?' she asked. 'Actually I came to drop something off for Jon', I replied. 'What are you up to?' 'Just...
(c) 2007. All rights reserved ********************************** This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ********************************** On her back on a bed of fallen leaves, under a canopy of trees, their boughs thick with younger leaves and bent with the swollen fruit of a long, hot summer,...
I'm a size two who runs five times a week, lifts weights just enough to give my arms definition without bulk, I have full B-cups. This is a true story. * I was always on top. In high school, in college, in law school, and even now. But I'd never been on top like this before. Fucking forty-three floors above the pavement, in the penthouse condo of a new lux...
Here I am, somewhere I thought I might never be. I am finally realizing that my dreams and fantasies can come true. My dream to utterly turn him on. Combined with my dream to be a complete slutty exhibitionist, anonymously. I am too fearful of being recognized, but have such a desire to let my hormones overtake me in a somewhat public setting. I'm not sure w...
It was a Saturday morning and Layla had been lying in bed awake for the past few hours despite her responsibilities. She enjoyed the sunlight coming through her sheer white curtains because it finally meant the end of a cold and harsh winter. She knew she should be up and on her way to work out and make breakfast and study, but there was something so comfo...
It's funny how things never go the way they're intended to. For a transvestite, I seem to get myself in a mess in a hurry. My random idea to suck Keith's cock and, hopefully, allow Kimberly to think that he's my boyfriend is going horribly wrong. Brenda told me not to do anything stupid, but, as usual, I fail to listen. Blinded by my need for some dick, I...