I crawled across the floor, moving toward Gitana. Her legs were propped up on both sides of the chair, and her hand was down inside her tights. I could see her fingers moving slowly around her clit. I crawled up between her legs, and she slowly took her hand out of her tights and held…
From Part 1: “No, YOU made the mess,” I chided. I giggled back. It was only then that she kissed me – just a quick peck on the lips. She pushed me over backward and leaped up, running for the surf. I watched her go, amazed again at the natural wonderfulness of her. At the…
I had been staring at her all evening. I’m straight, but when it comes to love-making, I prefer a girl. It was my 26th birthday party, and as a present my friends took me to a lesbian strip club. I watched as Candy twirled around the pole, removing her clothes one by one, until she…
My night was going way too slow until you came in. Just a handful of regulars that say the same creepy shit to me every dance, and a few scrubs that pay ten dollars at the door just to watch us undress on stage or get a sneak peak at some other guy’s lapdance. You…
“That’s the last box, miss.” The movers did their job quite efficiently. “You have a nice day, now.” I was so excited to have my first place!! Things were beginning to look up for me!! It had taken a lot to save up for the quaint 2 bedroom apartment, but it was finally mine!! I…
“It’s said that clothes, make the man…Sugar.” I hear you throatily purr into my ear as your agile, lithe and athletic, feminine form saws into my own frame. Seated in this plush leather couch, I tremble as your thick, light brown hair sashays against my right cheek as I sit upon my tooo eager-to-caress-you, hands……
Alright, I’ve been playing you people…I’m sorry, but that is just the way it is. I’ve been taking the easy way out, like the song says. I’ve been writing about stuff that happened in my sordid past, not taking into account that this is a fantasy site. This is a sex fantasy site, not a…
“License or identification please,” Swain demanded, shining the flashlight directly in the woman’s face. She shielded her eyes with her hands. Her outfit left little to the imagination, a white halter and skimpy shorts, more like lingerie than clothing, paired with clear five inch stilettos. “Officer, is this really necessary?” she asked with a…
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