Waking In The Wrong Bed
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Although I normally masturbate whenever the desire moves me, I most enjoy the early morning hours just as night is being overtaken by the brilliance of day. Even on a winter morning, I will raise the window and awaken to the feeling of the cool air as it caresses me……of shadows moving across my body as the moonlight shines down upon me.
For many moments I will lie upon my bed… in my mind’s eye images wildly dance a rhythmic sexual ritual. I see a woman moving sensuously…. her body perhaps swaying and gyrating to a slow music….. the movements of her hips and breasts becoming one with my low pulsating beat…. her long hair flowing over her shoulders or cascading down the delicious brownness of her back as her head tilts back with eyes closed and tongue running seductively over invitingly full lips!!
My 18 year old stepdaughter, Julia had grown into a beautiful young woman in the 5 years that I had been married to her mother. Julia was 5'4" with beautiful C-cup breasts and a perfect tight ass. She had beautiful dark brown eyes and dark brown long hair. Julia and I always had a good relationship and we would joke around with each other all the time. As she grew breasts it become more awkward for us to playfully wrestle. I tried to discontinue our physical playing as I recognized that she was...
IncestIt was one of those hot Gold Coast nights, muggy, windless and as i said hot. I was laying in bed next to my partner, both all night tossing and turning laying on top of the sheets as it was just too sweaty to do anything else.We had a friend staying over for the weekend as she had come up for a break and to swim at the beach, being from the bush inland and was sleeping in the spare room we had at our house. Our bedroom has double glass doors facing out which were open to try and catch a...
Introduction to Story: It was after seeing some sissy artwork on Princess Productions site a couple of years ago, namely in "BJ's Frilly Boys" where boys were dressed wearing the most outrageous of sissy clothes, along with reading a couple of the articles from "The Demale Society" where the boys were mainly taught to enjoy their feminine side and kept in pretty girly clothes and refused to let them do anything boyish. I knew this is me, one sissy boy who loves wearing beautiful...
Waking up to a New Life. Ch9 by Matthew. |||||||||||||||||||||||||| I was left kneeling on my cushion before Mummy's armchair with fingers interlocked behind my back with a stern warning, "We don't want those little hands wandering do we?" I was told before she and nanny went to see the Doctor off. It felt like an hour, but guess only a few minutes before Mummy returned. Oh how I now wish it was longer, much longer as she...
Waking up to a New Life. Ch 2. By Matthew. I felt something stroking over my face, putting my hand up to brush it away, I realized it was also a hand belonging to someone else. Yes this nanny woman. "It seems a shame to be waking a sissy from its lovely sleep, but we have a busy day ahead for you Sissy," it was that same woman from last night. I tried to burry my face back into the comfort of the pillow, not wanting to hear what I was hearing. "Yes we would all like to spend...
Waking up to a New Life. Ch 5. By Matthew. I woke to the sound of nanny wishing me a good morning, while asking if I had a lovely sleep. Turning to face her, I suddenly realized the restraints were no longer holding my wrists secure, the earplugs no longer attached to my ears. But for some unknown reason I was still being tormented by that woman's voice reaffirming "I'm an effeminate sissy and always have been," Offering a warm smile I found myself asking, "Can I have a cuddle please...
Waking up to a New Life. Ch 06 by Matthew. The beautiful low cut blouse is a fine loose fitting white chiffon with a soft three inch wide white satin collar, down the front of the blouse where the four small pearl buttons fasten is of an inch and a half wide white satin. The shoulders are padded out letting the loose fitting chiffon sleeves descend puffy like down to the wrist where they are edged in the same white satin as the collar. I stood with arms ready displaying much...
How Sheila learned to grin and bare it! Inspired by an il-lust-ration from Pandora's Box By Oediplex 8==3~ [Author's note: It works this way. I take a drawing PB has done, and I tell the story of that il-lust-ration. I try to make the details fit the picture, and yet tell what the people in the art are experiencing in a way that titillates, stimulates, and consummates the reader/viewer.] The green plush couch was a piece of heaven to Sheila. After a day on her feet, on...
I He stands behind me, gently pressing his body against mine. Slowly he explores with his hands, beginning at my hips and following the curve of my body until his hands find my breasts. I feel my flesh tingling, my breath coming faster, deeper. His caresses increase in intensity, becoming more urgent. He moves us forward against the wall, suddenly before us, and I feel his hardness pressing into me through our clothes. As if reading my mind, his hands move from my breasts and begin pulling at...
From the sketchbook of G. McCrossen.Day by day, the desire to be rescued fades. Here, I no longer fear being found out. I feel free. Returning to civilization is far from my mind. Carter tugged insistently on Gavin’s hand as they walked along the beach, the sound of waves crashing against the rocks before sluicing through the tide pools their constant companion. They’d left the camp after devouring a meal enhanced by the pink fruit that had become a staple for the castaways, Grant wanting to...
Fantasy & Sci-FiI He stands behind me, gently pressing his body against mine. Slowly he explores with his hands, beginning at my hips and following the curve of my body until his hands find my breasts. I feel my flesh tingling, my breath coming faster, deeper. His caresses increase in intensity, becoming more urgent. He moves us forward against the wall, suddenly before us, and I feel his hardness pressing into me through our clothes. As if reading my mind, his hands move from my breasts and begin pulling at...
Straight SexIt came as a bit of a shock, but I can't say a completely terrible one. Andrea and I had just made love, and were lying in one another's arms in the warm afterglow. She had made some small talk about how it must be terrible not to have experienced an orgasm, or even to have sex for years and years. I wondered where she was going with it, when suddenly she sat up and looked at me, and asked me if I could consider having sex with her mother.Apparently they had been having a bit of a heart to...
I headed back toward Richmond and made Smiley's tavern my first stop. I had spent restful two days there earlier and enjoyed myself memorably although I never learned much of any use. Smiley himself was long dead but his young widow ran the place with the help of her two nubile daughters and one mature and considerate prostitute by the name of Jenny. I had managed to bed all four of them during my previous visit and looked forward to trying my luck again. They also had a couple of slaves,...
Although I normally masturbate whenever the desire moves me, I most enjoy the early morning hours just as night is being overtaken by the brilliance of day. Even on a winter morning, I will raise the window and awaken to the feeling of the cool air as it caresses me......of shadows moving across my body as the moonlight shines down upon me. For many moments I will lie upon my bed... in my mind’s eye images wildly dance a rhythmic sexual ritual. I see a woman moving sensuously.... her body...
MasturbationThe damp heat oozed around my body, wrapping itself around me like an oven’s embrace. That clunky fan seemed to whirr in the distance somewhere across the dormitory, but the old relic had evidently lost the fight against nature. I was only one-quarter conscious, but I could tell that the tropical sun had come up and begun baking the city into yet another fiery day. Not one breath of air brushed my skin.My navy blue dress clung to me as I lay there, face down on the bottom bunk, hands tucked...
ExhibitionismEveryone in this story is over 18 so fuck off.I lived with my mom and stepdad and everything was great. I had my privacy so I could jack off 2 or 3 times a day at least.Then my stepbrother, Jimmy, moved in. He was a skinny, blonde haired blue eyed k**. We had plenty of room but he had to sleep in my bedroom. Now I wouldn't have the privacy to engage in my favorite hobby. We got along fine, being almost the same age, and liking the same things; sci fi, ninjas, war shit, movie monsters, etc. But...
Waking Up as Taylor With Taylor Swift and Selena Gomez (FF, CONS, ROM, ) I had no idea what had just happened to me. I had just woke up after a long day at school and at work. My head was pounding like a drum. I felt weird as I tried to get up and out of bed. I almost fell over a couple times. I don't know why I was losing my balance, it just felt like there was something holding me down. I was still very sleepy so my eyes weren't completely open, at least until I realize what had...
Ever since i have became interested in guys, all I've wanted for as long as i can remember is it to know what it feels like to have a cock sliding down my throat. i fantasised about sucking a cock for such a long time, but not just thoughts about sucking a cock i have wanted to be facefucked hard , and i mean really hard, i was dreaming about getting put on a desk upside down and getting my skull fucked so hard and sloppy that my face is covered in so much sperm and saliva that a can't open my...
PREFACE I began these memoirs when about twenty-five years old, having from youth kept a diary of some sort, which perhaps from habit made me think of recording my inner and secret life. When I began it, had scarcely read a bawdy book, none of which, excepting Fanny Hill, appeared to me to be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the others telling of recherche eroticisms or of inordinate copulative powers, of the strange twists, tricks, and fancies of matured voluptuousness and...
I finally figured out the mystery of why I was waking up wet. My s*********r, Jimmy, was sneaking over to my bed while I was a****p, sucking my cock, and getting slobber all over the front of my underwear. The second time I was awake when he did it I made sure he knew I was aware of what he was doing, and eager for him to continue. We didn't speak about it, but I made sure I welcomed him into my bed each time after that. I also became much more affectionate toward Jimmy during the day. When my...
I had been round to my friend Pauls last year for the England VS Germany game at the world cup needless to say we were all drinking before the game and then after the terrible display by England we drank just to forget.I remembered going to the house over the street with a few of the guys from the party, Pauls sister was friends with the lass that lived there and she invited us over, it got to a point where i was that drunk i just needed somewhere to sleep and i climbed in to the first bed i...
Waking Up Different By Superconductor Darkness. Pain. That smell - burning? Electrical? Need to wake up... Head's heavy - something brushing against my neck... need light... "Jo?!" "Jo!" "Josie?" "Where are you?" "JO! If you can hear me make some noise!" Still can't remember what happened... I was working on the machine...then light...then nothing. I feel so strange... "Dammit!" Why can't I walk straight? Here's a flashlight, finally. "Jo!...
Waking up to a New Life. Ch10 by Matthew. ||||||||||||||||||||||||||| It was a couple of mornings later that I woke with terrible pains in my stomach, turning from side to side trying to find the most comfortable position. Fortunately my wrists aren't restrained any longer, after tossing and turning I found lying on my stomach seemed to give the most relief. I wonder if it's hunger pains seen as I'm not given much in the way of food these days, even my bowl of mush has been cut to...
You wake up to me massaging your feet! My hands push into the sorest part of your foot and you moan from the pain and pleasure. I slowly move my way to your calves kneading your muscles, with just the right amount of pleasure. You enjoy the feeling of my soft warm hands on your legs you bite your pillow to keep from moaning. I slide my hands up each of your thighs and run them every so softly. Your pussy starts to get wet and drip. I move to your glorious mounds and lightly massage your...
any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
Inspired by: Monty Python’s, ‘Quest for the Holy Grail’ but it is very different. In a parallel universe to ours: Sir Smiley the Steel Handed, Knight of King Arthur’s Round Table, crawled out of the Black Swamp to the door of the Castle Black Plague and pounded on the door! BANG!! BANG!! “Open up! Open up! I seek the Scepter of Life!” Soot, dressed in a white nun like habit opened the door’s window, looked around and then down and said, “Oh there you are!! Oh, you are injured! Let me help...
It had been a quiet night, I’d spent the evening playing on my beloved computer, trawling the internet for porn as usual. I’d found quite a few sites of interest, especially to the young 16 year old horny teen I was. I’d finally given up and headed to bed, my parents were out at some little social thing, so I had the house to myself. I woke up after a couple of hours sleep to my parents’ noisy return. They were only quiet when they came up the stairs and passed my room, my mother...
“Shoot me,” he said, pressing the gun into her small hand. “Go ahead,” he said, “Shoot me!” She stared at him, not understanding. “If you don’t, you’ll be sorry.” She shook her head, holding the gun, heavy in her hands. He sighed. “Okay, then. Have it your way,” he said brightly, and took the gun back, pushed her hard against the couch, starting pressing himself into her and laughing. Laughing. It hurt. It hurt. Like knives cold gun at your head. Like suffocating being strangled...
Somewhere in that haze between a deep sleep and waking up, I begin to stir. My senses start kicking in and once again taking stock of the reality around me. I'm wrapped around something soft and warm. My face is being mildly tickled and I can feel the warmth of my own breath radiating back to me, bringing with it a fragrance that's both comforting and exciting at the same time. My groin is pressed against something that feels both fantastic and inviting.I let out a subtle moan of desire when I...
Straight SexI woke up to her in my arms cuddling on the couch. We were watching One Missed Call together - she scared easily so I liked watching scary movies with her, it just gave me an excuse to hold her. She was like a dream. Her hair was in a mess due to not brushing it today (it was 5:00 p.m.), she was wearing her college tee shirt which was way too big for her, and her eyes looked simply magical. I rubbed her back and sighed as I woke up. With that, considering she was on top of me, she woke up. I...
LesbianWaking up to a New Life. Ch 3. by Matthew. Looking at the masses of lustrous fabrics that lay over the bed waiting to beautify or "Sissify" my body, for some reason got my heart racing, yet my hands weren't allowed to touch what was crying out to be touched. After what seemed an hour of teasing me nanny turned to face me holding one fragile looking white satin suspender belt with six suspender things dangling from it. "Now turn around dear and let me fasten your suspender belt for...
Waking up to a new Life ch 4. by Matthew Taking hold of my right hand, while I held my little drawstring purse sweetly between the thumb and forefingers in the left, we headed back to my bedroom. Every time I enter the bedroom my eyes seem to go straight to where Cindy is resting, knowing how I want to hold her. Nanny didn't say a word about it, but I know she must notice as she does everything else. "We'll get you undressed now darling, then into the bathroom to get rid of all...
Waking up to a new Life. Ch 7 by Matthew. "Darling I want you to listen closely to what I'm going to tell you. Your new ID card has arrived along with your Birth Certificate; I know you'll be so happy now not to be called 'Sissy' all the time won't you dear?" Mother said while smiling charmingly to me, for my part I didn't know what to say or even think for a few seconds. Then it came to me I'm sure I had another name other than 'Sissy' so asked "What is wrong with my real name...
Firstly I must apologize for the delay in adding to this story. Only real life happenings have to take priority such as work and the house etc, leaving less time for other things like indulging in my sissy fantasies and thoughts. When I started writing I didn't realize it was going to intrude as much as it has in my everyday life. But I do want to write more of this story and hope someone out there is reading it and hopefully enjoying it as I am writing it and wishing. ...
Waking up I feel like I should write this down, even if I don't really expect that anybody would believe me. The whole thing started when I was a freshmen in college. I was ... drifting through life, I guess you could say. I didn't have any male friends, and my attempts to get dates from girls were laughable. For some reason, women liked me, liked talking to me, even sharing their stories with me, but they just didn't seem to see me as the kind of guy they'd date. Despite this,...
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“Answer me!” Jean demanded again. “You’re in so much trouble when Mom and Dad find out about this, having the school’s biggest slut in our home.” “Give me a break. I’m not the school’s biggest slut,” Lupe said finally. “I’m probably not even in the top 50 among school sluts.” She stared back at my sister defiantly. “As far as what we’re doing, if you’re not sure, maybe you should stick around and watch. Perhaps you’d learn something.” Jean blushed deeply and said, “I don’t care...
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**THE NAMES USED IN THIS STORY ARE FOR PURE FANTASY AND EROTIC TITILLATION ONLY.** ‘Fucking Franziska Facella’ Never did I think I would make a living as a stagehand on porn sets, but somehow, I ended up doing so. For five years, I have gone from studio to studio to areas rather unknown in Hollywood, placing items needed to produce and film such a lucrative division of cinematography. In those five years, I have seen many porn stars, male and female, fuck more times than I have ever been...
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Straight SexI don't know whether its the feeling of power, the control, the naughtiness or the orgasms. It may just be all combined. Whichever it is, I know I have never loved my husband more for his wonderful ideas. It started off a simple sexual suggestion. My husband Liam asked me to sit on his face one time when we were playing around. I told him I really wasn't comfortable doing it. I was scared I may smother him and for some odd reason, I felt a bit self-conscious about it. Liam would ask time and...
10 May 2021Last night was the worstest night's sleep ever. No sooner had I burrowed my head down into the pillows and squirmed happily to make myself a cosy nest beneath the bedding than the remote control, vibrating, princess plug started buzzing in my bottom. Well, at first I thought it was broken and would soon stop, but on and on it went, buzzing and pulsing and throbbing and quivering in my tight, spasmy, anal passage. All of which turned the microclimate of my sodden-cuntedness into a...
UniformI wasn’t confident in my youth. I was too afraid of girls to approach them and the thought of asking one out sent shivers through me. Besides, what good would it do to ask one out if all I wanted to do was put my face in her ass? The dating pool for that kind of girl seemed predictably small while the pool for face-slappers much larger. Girls were like goddesses. They were gorgeous and complicated and mysterious and— gawd— how I wanted to fall to my knees and worship...
"What the hell is she doing here?" my sister Jean demanded. Lupe and I jumped apart in surprise. We'd been sitting on the loveseat in the living room. I had Lupe down to just her panties. I still had my pants on. As you might have surmised Jean's arrival was completely unexpected. She was supposed have been out all day. My parents were out of town for the weekend and I thought I'd been clear to invite Lupe over for a little heavy petting and maybe if I got lucky I'd lose my virginity too....
I came home five hours late and ready for trouble. Daddy was waiting for me in the living room, sitting in his big easy chair and staring at the front door. He had his belt in his hands, the long black leather one that he usually wore. Daddy held it doubled over across his thighs and I had the impression that he'd been sitting like that for a long time already. I didn't say anything. I just swallowed hard and closed the door behind me with a loud snick sound. The house was very quiet and...
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Premium Blowjob Porn SitesIntro The shadows hid everything well. She bobbed up and down, wriggling into the right position. He gave a slight “mmmphhhh.” From underneath her, and she smiled in the dark. Closing her eyes, she gave a sigh of utter comfort and content. This was fun. Her two bottom cheeks swallowed close to his entire head, her thighs rounded towards the top, her large, protruding ass hungrily seeming to feed on his face. His nose pressed deep in her ass, her tightly-fitting white panties the only thing...
FetishI’ll let you. I’ll let you sleep next to me, and when I’m half drunk off sleep, I’ll start rubbing against you. Just cotton on cotton, it’ll be enough to wake you up. You’ll feel me, drawing sleepy circles with my hips against you, wanting you even in my subconscious. I’ll let you turn me on, as I wake up slowly, realizing what my body is doing at last. Feeling how much I want you warm through my body as you harden against me. You’re holding me, you’ve been holding me all night. But I can feel...
Straight SexI walk into your room, and find you asleep, dozing after your busy day, lying face-down on your bed in your T-shirt. I stand there, admiring you. I quietly undress and straddle the backs of your thighs, being careful not to wake you. I rub your back softly, and as I caress you, the back of your T-shirt is pulled slowly up to reveal your lovely backside, delicately framed in those cute panties you wear. I lean forward and whisper in your ear. No response. I walk backwards on my knees, still...
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=========== The Importance of Sophie: Preface by SmokingMan =========== I let out a massive sigh of relief as I flop down on my bed. Despite not being physically tired I’m mentally destroyed; senior year of high school is supposed to be smooth sailing; most kids usually end up booking all their hard classes into Junior year. And it would be easy, if it weren't for the calculus and physics. I pride myself on my intelligence but sometimes it can be more of a bane than a boon. I can...