Well,I can't lay here all day and dream! I feel so good, so loved, so ravished. My smile is touching the pillow on both sides! I'm laying here daydreaming about my deflowering this morning. Inside me lives my lover's DNA, looking for a life to create. (Nice try little spermies, but you won't find it... read more
Michele drove carefully through the cold wet dark streets. She was not used to using the accelerator and brake pedals of her compact sedan in high heels and she was debating whether to pull over and unbuckle the strap of the high heel on her right foot and kick it off. She didn't want to bring atten... read more
James pulled his cock out of my pussy and scooted across the bed to my face. He aimed his blowhole for my mouth. "Don't get any on the pillow," I said. He didn't seem to hear. James hunched over. His eyes narrowed. He stroked his Johnson. The jizz flew. I opened my mouth and closed my eyes.... read more
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... 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
Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Amanda, though I sometimes use the shortened version Mandy. I am thirty-three but my sexual awakening didn't really occur until I had turned thirty. Previously I had been a generally shy and quiet girl with a steady and normal relationship. ... read more
The light was gently filtering in through the curtains as Jack slowly drifted towards consciousness. For a moment or two of his half awake and half asleep state he was confused - something didn't quite feel right. He stirred in semi consciousness and his eyes shot open at the unfamiliar sensatio... read more
Paul's cock was hard as a rock and with a penchant for sleeping in the nude, its fat length pressed against luxurious satin sheets. The dream of searching for a urinal or bathroom now became reality. He stretched, groaned and yawned his way off the comfortable bed and padded across the room. The mar... read more
"You see, we have to come up with something that would be so embarrassing for you that there is no way that you would ever show those pictures of me to anyone, regardless of how d***k you got, or how horny you got or how pissed off at me you were,” Sally went on. “Something that wou... read more
By this time, Hailey had taken the bus home and was punching in the code to her apartment building when her phone rang. Removing it from her purse, she answered it. Her friend Samantha was asking if she could go to the mall tomorrow. Hailey said sure but told her that she had to be back before 6 o'c... read more
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... read more
1000 – Sissy Story 29 – Sara by Sara Filed Under: Sara, Sissy Story by Anna Malice — 3 CommentsFebruary 26, 2012 4.00 avg. rating (81% score) - 3 votes Post number #1.000 I never thought to reach this moment.. in truth i always thought to cancel this blog.. a lot of time before of this.... read more
I was thrilled when my boss told me he was sending me to San Francisco for a conference. It was a location on my "Top 10 places I wanted to go". I went online and Googled the major attractions and tourist "must sees in San Francisco. The conference was Wednesday to Friday and I figure... read more
if she wanted breasts." "Oh no. That's the amazing part. The more I dressed him the more feminine he became. By now I'd moved him her and her clothes into the other bedroom. She wasn't happy with that but we came to an agreement; I'd milk her once a week and she... read more
