Category: sexystories

While I understand the context of [T]/[t], I think we should get rid of it, and as a whole recognise that trans men are men and trans women are women.

There is no need, if one insists on a binary classification, to specify, and you certainly can’t capture all transpeople with a single tag.

Remove it from the sidebar, is my vote, or get as specific as you need to be.

She stood looking at herself in her full length, vanity mirror. Her pointy satin stiletto heels bent the light gathering around them from the half open window in the corner of the bedroom. The stilettos snaked a strap around each ankle, imprisoning her sheer black thigh high stockings. As the light dances and teases up her long legs, the thigh highs peek out from beneath a raven black latex bustier dress. Her hips curved out in a way that made your mouth water up to her 26 inch waist deliciously wrapped in a piece of blood red velvet. She arches her back and you see a deadly silhouette beckoning you in from the doorway.
You have an ounce of self control so you wait patiently until she notices you admiring. She continues to pretend she doesn’t have an audience and starts gathering her hair to put into a bun. Her hands and forearms are dipped in the same color velvet as her belt and her blonde hair runs through them like through a river of blood. She carefully twists her bright locks into a perfect bun and picks up a singular diamond hair pin to secure it. She stands up and looks into the mirror with the same hungry look that has slithered onto your face as well. You finally decide to make yourself known and kneel down behind her. You place your hands on her hips and slowly slide them up the satisfying latex until you slightly aggressively massage her breasts. She turns her head to the side and her expensive black cherry perfume envelops your nose. You can’t resist her and kiss her on the neck passionately. She lets out a subtle moan and you spin her around by the waist to face you. Her big green eyes stun you every time you make eye contact but now they have a hint of fire around the irises. You grab her by the back of the neck and pull her into a soul-sucking kiss. Your lips make a sucking sound as you pull away from each other. You stare into each other’s eyes for just a few seconds, long enough to recognize the equal hunger for one another.
Alas, you will both have to wait until the event both of you have been anticipating for many months.

The pile in the middle of the table consisted of three pairs of pants, One T-shirt, a pair of blue boxers, a black lacy brassiere, and the matching panties.

He was left with only his shirt. His friend with only his boxers. Her, only a tank top with nipples that were clearly visible through the material of her top. This game of cards was getting steamy.

She was quite nervous sitting there, nearly naked, in front of two slightly older men. She had been seeing Him for only a short period of time, and was one of her first sexual partners. She liked His confidence, and the power He seemed to exude.

He had talked about his friend coming to visit for a couple weeks now, and she knew He was thrilled to have him. He had told her about how they have had a previous experience with another girl, and mentioned that it would be fun to try again. He teased her for a week with stories of how big his friends cock was, how He would love to have her suck His cock while his friend fucked her. There was no denying how much this idea pleased her when each time the topic came up her pussy moistened. Read more »

“How are you enjoying your stay?” The hotel attendant asks.

He proudly states how pleased he’s been and how attentive she has been to his needs. He was traveling on business and had been at this location for several weeks. He was the boss and had a dominant presence, but a kind sweet soul. You could just feel it.

Flirting was an undeniable trait of the hotel attendant, and she had developed a casual flirtation with the guest. She was shy and wanted to ensure things remained professional, but the sexual tension kept growing stronger.

She was on the night shift and it was quiet. She was cleaning in the laundry room, and heard a knock at the door..
Surprised, she smiles, “Well hello there!“

“Hello young lady.” He says. “ I’m having a hard time sleeping. There’s this weird noise coming from the a/c unit that I can’t seem to quiet. Keeps waking me up and I needed a walk.”

“Oh no!” She worriedly replies. “ I can check if there’s another room available for you if you’d like, or if you’re ok, I’ll have maintenance come by as soon as possible! I’m so sorry about this.” Read more »