A dreary Monday at school. Mid-semester and nothing exciting on the horizon professionally. Same old same old thing. I was forcing myself to grade tests when she came in. I still had the taste of balogna sandwich in my mouth as a matter of fact, and I was still hungry. When Wendy came in I decided I wasnt hungry for another sandwich. She was wearing a denim skirt which came down almost to her knees, and a new blouse. Id call it a T-shirt, but Im a guy. It barely covered her midriff in any event.

After the sex session in Mrs Clements office the previous day, I couldnt wait to get round to her house for some more of her firm body. As I arrived at her house I couldnt help be impressed. It was big and looked very expensive. Clearly Mrs Clements Husband was well paid. I rang the door bell and glanced down to make sure I looked good. I was wearing a tight pair of cycling shorts and a tight low cut top with a pink thong and bra set underneath.

Well, it was a.m when I left Wendy and Marys apartment, as you may recall, having fucked them both and discharged a monster load of creamy cum all over Wendy and her bed. I went back home and got two hours of sleep before having to get up and ready for work. I didnt regret a moment until about midway through the afternoon when I was suddenly tired. Oh well, I thought. Ill sleep good tonight, go to bed early.

The place smells like old cum. It was another Friday nightlate, around midnight, and I was horny. I grabbed a handful of quarters, and drove down to the adult bookstore in the seedy part of town. There isnt much to it. Its in the warehouse district. They have shelves full of porno movies to buy, a few magazines, but its mostly novelty items for bachelorette parties. Then, theres the hallway.

It all started on seemingly dull Thursday afternoon. I was at my friends house doing some homework thinking about what lay ahead for the weekend. I had come to the point where I didnt think it possible for the day to become any more boring when suddenly my friend had to go to a dentist appointment. "Im really sorry," he said "But I must be going, I completely forgot that I have this appointment." At this point I was stricken with intense anger. How could he do this to me? Why hadnt he told me that he had an appointment? If I

My cute little redheaded girl was pissed with me. She was right, I hadnt been spending enough time with her. Officially I had been working, at least thats what I told her. I couldnt tell her the truth, that I had fucked four different women since the last time I fucked her almost two weeks ago. So I got an angry call from Wendy. She said it was over, find some magazines to look at and pull on my cock with. Then she slammed the phone down. Loud. Hmm. No more freckled tits bobbing as I thrust into her sweet twat.

It was pm on a Saturday night. I was horny as hell and my plans for a quite night in were out of the window. Looking down at my collection of toys, I knew none of them were going to be enough tonight, I hungered for more than self loving tonight. I opened my underwear drawer and looked through my sets, trying to decide what I was in the mood for tonight, it didnt take me long to close the drawer again realizing that tonight called for no underwear.

He had watched her in the mirror as she walked in. She was as beautiful as ever and her outfit was stunning. He knew right away the time he took to pick it out was well spent. She stood behind him for a minute wondering what to do, her heart racing. Should she speak his name -- Maybe a simple tap on his shoulder? He looked up from the bar and their eyes met in the mirror.

Date: Mon, 28 Jan 2002 23:07:48 -0800 From: Tom Iscurious justcurious001hotmail.com Subject: A brief erotic encounter - TG CD TG I am writing this in the hopes that I will get some feedback. I am a regular hetro guy except for something that happened a few weeks ago. I went to a late night night diner in West Hollywood not expecting anything out of the ordinary. I knew that it was in the gay area of town but that never bothered me and I am comfortable with who I am. However after sitting down and looking around, I noticed that I was in a room FULL of cross dressers. There was nothing I could do besides walking out and making myself look rude or just sit and order

So as always i use the alias Ashley when i write these stories. So i met this girl I will call her Kaitlyn for the sake of the story. Kaitlyn is about with shoulder length dirty blond hair, very tan with long legs and a perfect smile. So we talked and both kept staring at eachother with lust in our eyes. So we decide to make a plan to meet up at her office after five for some fun.