The Summer was drawing to a close, and Lance would soon return to school for his senior year. As excited as he was about his final year, he was saddened that meant no more early morning rendezvous with the stunning Cassandra. It had been a great Summer. Thanks to her assistance Lance had taken his desire to crossdress to a whole new level and he became Lana. In order to complete his stunning transformation he spent many h...

I walk into the room and see Rebecca with her back to me, wearing nothing but black high-heels. Her long, brown hair hanging down her back. I am wearing dress clothes and shoes. I come up behind her, wrap one hand around her stomach, and the other goes to her neck as I bend my mouth down and kiss her low on the neck. She stands there and enjoys it, while I work my way up to her mouth and hold her tighter to my body. I run...

“How does that feel, sweetheart?”Sam’s muscles undulated under my touch like waves in the ocean. This was the second time I had given him a real massage, and I could tell that it was long overdue. He was just as stiff as before—maybe even more. My slender but strong fingers kneaded and pushed against him, relieving him of all that tension. His body lay comfortably on my massage table, and his skin was shiny from all the o...

I woke up cuddled up to him, my head resting on his bare chest. I couldn't help but think about the night before. It felt so good being in love again; hell, it felt good having had sex again. Waking up to someone next to me felt natural. I had felt there was something missing in my life, and this was it, it was someone to share life with."Morning, sexy."I gave him a kiss on his stubbly cheek. With a sleepy voice, I said,...

"Call me if you need anything. I'll have my phone on the entire weekend."My mother-in-law gave me a hug and pushed me on my way. I was so nervous, but needed a release. My husband had died a year and a half before, leaving me a single mom to a small child. Surely I deserved a weekend for adult time, but leaving my child was such a hard thing to do."I'll call when I can. Mommy loves you Ry Ry, be good for grandma and poppy...

It was a sweaty, smoke-filled bar and I was grateful for the occasional waft of air each time an equally sweaty and seedy-looking patron came in or out.  I had been propping up the bar, dodging eye contact for nearly forty minutes, but the particular customer I was interested in hadn’t showed up.  Maybe my intelligence of their routine was flawed and yet – my sources had been reliable in the past.  I didn’t expect this on...

It was Friday, another long week had finally come to an end. It was also, St. Patrick's Day weekend. My husband and I had plans to meet at a local tavern after work, along with our co-workers, to start the weekend.We work together, but as attorneys, we don't get the luxury of always being in the same building. Today, had been no diffrent, John got to spend the day in the office, I had been out working with women at a shel...

It was early in the morning. My best guess was around four. John rolled over. He cuddled up closer to me, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me close. I could feel his hard cock, he had it pressed against my ass. His hands caressed my breasts. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to wake up and fuck before work. I was wanting sex too. Afterall, it had been weeks since we had any action. I wanted to sleep even more th...

It's times like this I feel powerless; it's not a feeling I'm accustomed to, and it's bewildering.When someone that you love is hurting, you want to fix it, make things better, put a band-aid on it or kiss it better. Sometimes it's just not possible.It fascinates me how closely women form friendships. I have my mates, I'd be gutted to lose any of them, but I can't quite get my head around how close they were and the effec...