Sunset
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I’d been playing on the chats for a while when he came into the room, and we started up a conversation about where we were from, what we were doing – the usual stuff. We role played for a bit, just the mundane stuff (what we’d do to each other if we were to meet up in a hotel room, or some place semi-private).
I started to share more and more personal fantasies, and just other random ideas about sex with him as time went on. We carried on chatting about everything that crossed our minds for a couple months, then one day he said he’d like to meet up with me. I wasn’t sure that was a great idea, but I really wanted to see what he would do in person.
Sunset I almost feel like a tiger stalking my prey. The way I’ve been watching you all afternoon. Admiring the way you sway across the sand, your smile, your hair and the way the sun shines across your face. I can smell your fragrance and it makes me want to pounce. It’s almost sunset and this private cabana couldn’t have been a better setting. A picturesque beach before us and the intoxicating smell of jasmine fills the air. You lay down in front of me and I start to caress your beautiful...
Bit of me in the beginning, skip toward the end if your looking for just the sex part.It amazes me the beauty that nature brings to the table without even trying. From the awesome power of the sun as it sets and rises to the sensuality of woman's body to the gentle dance of plants as the breeze pushes the waves plants from side to side. As I gaze upon with excitement as the sun sets over the lake; colors of orange, yellow, and red within the center and streaks of purple and blue on the edges....
After a few years of talking about taking a vacation together, this year we put together our money in May and paid for a trip to Key Largo at the close to the end of summer after your job slowed down from building all of the summer season. Somehow we managed to get booked at some sort of private beach place that was available and in our price range. I remember thinking “Man, I hope we have some privacy so we can just fuck all we want outside!” And smiling as we left the webpage that booked our...
Sunset I almost feel like a tiger stalking my prey. The way I've been watching you all afternoon. Admiring the way you sway across the sand, your smile, your hair and the way the sun shines across your face. I can smell your fragrance and it makes me want to pounce. It’s almost sunset and this private cabana couldn't have been a better setting. A picturesque beach before us and the intoxicating smell of jasmine fills the air.You lay down in front of me and I start to caress your beautiful back....
Warning: This story is a work of pure fiction, and contains some adult matter, including transformations from male to female. If you are under the legal age (18 most everywhere) or are offended by such, please read no further. This is the first in a series of stories I'm writing based in a strip club. I don't know how long this is going to go on (so far, I've only got ideas for five stories including this one), but I'll write as I get ideas. Like the "Spells 'R' Us" and "Bikini...
Sunset I almost feel like a tiger stalking my prey. The way I've been watching you all afternoon. Admiring the way you sway across the sand, your smile, your hair and the way the sun shines across your face. I can smell your fragrance and it makes me want to pounce. It’s almost sunset and this private cabana couldn't have been a better setting. A picturesque beach before us and the intoxicating smell of jasmine fills the air. You lay down in front of me and I start to caress your...
Straight SexBy the time I get out to the Point it is still an hour until sunset. The sky is largely clear with the sun shining brightly on the lake. There are some clouds low down on the western horizon and there is likely a storm somewhere over in that direction because the waves that are striking the rocks twenty feet below me are nearly a foot and a half high. They crash and the resulting plume of water rises nearly to my height before falling back to the rocky shore far below. That’s one of the things...
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SUNSET HIGHWAYS Encounter I If this works for you, please leave a comment as I just damn well love reading them! I walked towards the little prefabricated, single storey dwelling encircled by bay trees at the far end of the street where, for the last two months, I had lived. In the heat and humidity of mid-morning there were few sounds, bar the gentle whisper of the corn fields beyond the houses. I made my way quickly and quietly up the short, scruffy driveway pocked with weeds and edged...
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Sunset Place Series 2 of.. (MM MM bareback)Andy, my neighbor across the courtyard, unbeknownst to me, had seen me and Dan fucking in the living room a few times. One morning he invited me to go mountain biking with him on a local coast trail. We got on our cycling gear, I was wearing thread bare blue spandex bike shorts and a ripped collar T-shirt, Andy has on black cycling shorts and a white cycling jersey. We loaded our mountain bikes into the back of his 240Z and he drove us to the trail...
By the time I get out to the Point it is still an hour until sunset. The sky is largely clear with the sun shining brightly on the lake. There are some clouds low down on the western horizon and there is likely a storm somewhere over in that direction because the waves that are striking the rocks twenty feet below me are nearly a foot and a half high. They crash and the resulting plume of water rises nearly to my height before falling back to the rocky shore far below. That’s one of the things...
[22:33] gypsy2jingles: yeah, still boardingher [22:33] pedro_puku: good to hear.... gypsy2jingles: you wanna play don't ya? pedro_puku: do you? gypsy2jingles: giggles - depends - set me a scene and I'll think about it... pedro_puku: hummmm........... pedro_puku: I think it will have to be a tack (sp?) shop....lots of things to tie each other up with... :-) gypsy2jingles: giggles - go on... pedro_puku: hummm, well you will have to "help" me a bit as well.......
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Wyatt yawned, running a hand through his dark brown hair. His hazel eyes shone briefly in the moonlight as he walked. He wore a grey shirt and a black jacket, ripped jeans, and blue Vans. A ring adorned his finger, a silver band with a blue stone set in the top that he got for graduation. He never left anywhere without it. He had been invited to a party at his friend Steven’s. He had known Steven for all 18 years of his life, but the guy was kind of insane in Wyatt’s opinion. He walked up the...
It had been a week since Steven’s party. Summer had set in, along with summer vacation. June was halfway over already. Wyatt took that little piece of paper that had caused him many hours of debate, and dialed the number. After two rings, she answered. ‘Sarah Nieman.’ Wyatt grinned. ‘Sarah? It’s Wyatt. From the party last week?’ Sarah replied, ‘Hey, Wyatt. I was hoping you’d take me up on that date.’ Wyatt’s cheeks turned red. Thank god it was a phone call. ‘Yeah. I actually am.’ He said. ...
Wyatt laid in bed, grinning. He could remember the feel of Sarah’s lips pressed against his, her body almost touching his. He couldn’t stop smiling. It had been the best thing he’d ever experienced. Sure, he’d kissed girls before. But Sarah was different. * * * The next day, Wyatt heard the phone ring. He rushed to answer. ‘Hello?’ He smiled as he heard Sarah’s voice over the phone. ‘Hey, Wyatt.’ Wyatt said, ‘Hey, Sarah. What’s up?’ Sarah took a deep breath. ‘Look, I loved last night. I...
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