Sexy Crossdressing Stories Novels & Stories

She said, “You know your brother thinks you’re gay? I laughed, “He didn’t think that when we were kids and he beat my skinny ass because he thought I was messing with one of his girlfriends!” “Your brother is a funny guy. You know, we ‘swing’ sometimes with other couples. These are usually like orgies, but Jim started getting jealous and would only let me get it on with women he was fucking or he would pick men and have me get on my knees and suck their cocks. I lost interest now, so it’s me and my vibrator.” She laughed heartily and swiped a hand across her crotch. Then she got dressed in her sweaters and coat and rushed out, yelling over her shoulder she needed to get her “brats.”

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

“Yeah. Just...take it easy.” “Fine. But this is kind of exciting! Just look around. All these half- naked people on the dance floor, making out at tables. Just...this is kind of turning me on” I looked around. We packed the dance floor with ladies in thongs and high heels and men in boxers and silky robes. A couple of women were making out in a booth as a pair of men watched. I locked eyes with a shirtless guy with nipple piercings that glinted under the lights. His eyes bored into mine, his erection visible in thin, white boxer briefs. His body, with its broad shoulders and taut muscles, reminded me of Nathan in healthier times. I had to look away. I clinched my thighs and threw back my gla

Sasha lowered her pussy onto Abegail’s waiting mouth. Abegail’s world narrowed to sensations. The weight of Sasha on her face, the taste of her on her tongue. The relentless, pounding drive of Kael’s cock splitting her open, hitting a spot deep inside that made her see stars. The slap of Leo’s balls against her chin. She was a vessel for their pleasure, and in turn, her own pleasure spiraled higher, coiling tighter than before.

On a side table, rows of red candles sat beside bottles of oil and lube. "What the hell?" Emma gasped. She never imagined Romero would be such a freak. She imagined him bringing sexy girls into this secret playground. Yes, he was rich enough to get girls who shared similar sexual kinks. She thought about how he would make their bodies coil with a mix of pleasure and pain... Images of Romero doing freaky things with baddies filled Emma's mind. A rush of heat flooded her body. Her nipples stiffened against her lace bra. It rubbed against the fabric. A warm, throbbing sensation bloomed between her thighs. Her pussy grew slick. The sudden wetness made her press her legs together.

He jumped at her touch, and she pulled at his pants. Suddenly, in a swift gesture, he took off her tshirt and sweater. She shook herself out her bra, and he leaned down to lick the puckering pink nipple. She was flooded with warmth and could feel herself getting wet. She’d been saving herself for a special occasion and a special man, but her body screamed instead, now, now, now. His lips were circling her nipples, while his leg spread her thighs wide so that she could ride against him. She rubbed herself against his leg, grinding against him, using the desk as leverage to find a place she wanted to reach, if only, if only….She wanted to touch him. She reached out to feel his cock and they bo

The bedroom door stayed wide open as more guys from the party poured in, drawn by the loud moans and the heavy smell of sex that now filled the entire upstairs. I was still sprawled on the bed, completely naked, my body shining with sweat and layers of cum. My pussy felt swollen and thoroughly used, leaking a steady, messy stream of multiple loads down my inner thighs and onto the soaked sheets beneath me. My full breasts were covered in red marks from hands and mouths, my nipples stiff and sensitive. My hair was a wild mess, and my face was flushed. I looked like the star of the dirtiest p**n video, and the hungry looks from the growing crowd told me they were ready for more.

He was very handsome and had muscles, the part that made me wet my pants. How I love those chests and his face. I couldn't wait to see what he got down there. I feel hot in my body already. I was on fire, I wonder if I could move my legs anymore. My body already got engulfed in the heat. I felt like cumming already by just imagining his thing in my pvssy. I licked my lower lip in seduction. He changed into the spot wear that always made my head turn in circles. “Please come and f*ck me, Ryan,” I whispered, with one of my fingers drawing down my lips.

Jerry tells us as he seats Lena on the couch and positions me in a kneeling position so I can suck her cock. “Make it good for both of us, baby, you are to pleasure and be pleasured,” he tells me as he stands and watches me take Lena’s very erect cock between my eager lips. “Love watching what you are doing, baby, your favorite fantasy is about to happen, two big cocks in you, one at each end,” he tells me as he positions me face down on my elbows so I can suck Lena’s cock. “If I lick and kiss your ass, can I fuck you while you have a cross dresser’s cock in your mouth?” Jerry whispers as he traces his fingertips over my ass.

They dragged me to the couch, the host barking, “Time for the main event! Selena's gonna unwrap her own gifts.” My stomach twisted, but the wad of cash in my purse…already a couple hundred from tips made me stay. I let them pull me down, straddling the bearded guy's lap first. His hands were rough, yanking the dress up to expose my bare pussy to the room. “Fuck, no panties? You're a naughty elf.” Laughter rippled, but his fingers dove in, two thick fingers plunging into my wetness without warning. I gasped, rocking against him as he pumped, the slick sounds mixing with the crackle of the fireplace. The others came closer, cocks out now, stroking themselves to the show.