Je me présente chez ma copine après qu'elle m'ait envoyé un texto me disant à quel point elle me voulait. Je frappe à la porte et elle répond. C'est une beauté aux cheveux corbeau, d'environ 5'10 avec des yeux marron clair et une carrure assez mince mais athlétique. "Je suis tellement contente qu... read more
« Alors, à quoi ressemblerait ta petite amie parfaite ? » « Toi », pensa Steph, regardant dans les yeux noisette avec des reflets dorés à l'intérieur. Il lui fallut quelques secondes pour se rendre compte qu'il devait répondre avec sa bouche. « Oh, euh… quelqu'un d'attentionné je suppose ? ... read more
Mon téléphone a vibré pour la troisième fois en 3 minutes. Je ne pouvais plus ignorer cela. De plus, si je le faisais, je serais foutu. Elle n'arrêtait pas de me crier dessus, de me réprimander ou pire de me punir. J'ai ouvert la conversation textuelle entre ma femme Janice et moi. "Alors James v... read more
Certains appelleraient cela une crise de la quarantaine... même si je n'ai que trente-cinq ans et j'espère que je n'ai pas encore atteint le milieu de ma vie. Certains me traiteraient de pédé... bien que j'adore bouffer la chatte et baiser ma femme. Certains appelleraient cela de la curiosité.... read more
« Alors, à quoi ressemblerait ta petite amie parfaite ? » « Toi », pensa Steph, regardant dans les yeux noisette avec des reflets dorés à l'intérieur. Il lui fallut quelques secondes pour se rendre compte qu'il devait répondre avec sa bouche. « Oh, euh… quelqu'un d'attention... read more
Tout a commencé lorsque mes voisins ont pris de longues vacances d'hiver en Floride. Ils avaient un condo là-bas et avaient l'impression de vouloir faire une pause dans le froid du nord. Je suis Rich, un gars de 20 ans qui vivait à quelques portes d'eux. Je fréquentais un collège communa... read more
Peter et moi étions amis depuis que nous jouions au basket ensemble au collège. J'étais le meneur nerveux et il a pris les rebonds. Aucun de nous ne pouvait tirer, mais nous pensions que nous étions Kyrie Irving et LeBron James et avions prévu de mener l'université au championnat d'État ... read more
💞 ANGELA 💞 Je m'appelle Arthur et je suis le patron d'une société d'ingénierie de taille moyenne que j'ai fondée. Mais au moment où j'écris, je suis Angela assise à la maison dans une jolie robe. Celle que ma femme Iris et moi appelons toujours That Dress. (Veuillez n... read more
“Oh, naw! I’m straight,” the slim, sinewy-built man replied matter-of-factly to revelation. “What’s that got to do with anything,” cooed the milk-chocolate-complected vixen, playfully grazing the man’s hard chest. “Damn, why you ask it like that,” he scoffed. “Like what,” the sing-songy-voiced c... read more
Kasey Stevens woke up in his new studio apartment. The five-foot-nine, blue-eyed sissy with ash brown hair yawned and stretched before heading into the bathroom. He showered, taking good care to lather his rosy skin with strawberry scented body wash. He shaved his legs and rinsed off. Then, he appli... read more
“Goddamn, white boi! You got the best fuckin’ ass,” declared the father of two. His steel manly form perspired as he moved hard into the bottom. “Look at all that butt shake! Twerk it for me, baby boi!” “Yes, sir,” cooed Kasey, gyrating rhythmically. “Hell yeah! It’s like fucking two big ol’ ma... read more
Stephen is a 'petite' boy, just a little smaller than his Aunt Melanie. Petite figures ran in the family in both the females and males. Stephen cut quite the girlish figure in his Aunt Melanie's pastel-pink full slip. 'Oh, my, don't you look just so simply darling, pretty missy!" Melanie cooed, ad... read more
Uncle Barney called me this morning and wanted me to keep my evening free. He wanted to meet me at the motel with a surprise for me. I was so excited and could hardly wait. I had to decide on something to wear, but when I thought about it, I realized that I wanted to wear something special. He would... read more
I had just finished doing my makeup, finally deciding which blush to use, and I thought I had some time for my meditation. However, Mr. Cobb was early. The gold minidress I wore showed enough legs, ass and tits to make any man horny, and the strappy tanned five-inch sandals, made me feel majestic ... read more
My heart was beating a mile a minute when I heard the knock on my door. I was hoping that it might be Beau, or Larry, or if I’m lucky it would be Tom Cobb. He asked me to call him Tommy. I had been thinking about him recently. Bo and I had banged the night before, but I was as horny as ever. Larry w... read more
“Hello, baby,” the septuagenarian smiled. “Hi, Misses Pearson. I was just calling to say hi and tell you I got that job in Brennan!” “That’s wonderful,” she mused. “Bill!” “Huh,” the woman’s husband grunted. “Jenna got the job!” “That’s good,” he coughed and went back to watching his favorite t... read more
Tonight, I was searching in vain for a parking place close to the club, but unfortunately, I had arrived late and there were no empty spaces close by. I drove around and went down several streets in the same block until I found an empty spot. That was perfect I thought as I found a parking place and... read more
"Wow! What got into you?" "I don't know, I just decided to finally loosen up and go with my desires," she explained. "Did you enjoy it?" "Are you nuts? I LOVED every second of it!" I exclaimed. Figuring the alcohol played a very large role in her sudd... read more
Chapter One -- Jamie Jamie Sanders did not think he was a sissy. Growing up, he played with trucks and showed his innate male aggression though soldiers games with the other boys. He climbed trees and watched baseball with his Dad and brother. Unfortunately, by the time he was in eighth grad... read more
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... read more
