| Author: | Sapphire Rush | ISBN: | 9781498941938 |
| Publisher: | Sapphire Rush | Publication: | May 6, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sapphire Rush |
| ISBN: | 9781498941938 |
| Publisher: | Sapphire Rush |
| Publication: | May 6, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Stephen's a player on his local gay scene. He's been round the block a few times, and he thinks he's seen it all; but then he meets a cute young cross-dresser who turns his head. The manly jock takes the sissy home, thinking he's in for a simple hard fuck. How will he react when he finds the sissy taking him further when he's ever been before?
This 3,400 word gay sissy erotica story is suitable for adults only and contains feminization, dirty talk, a hint of tease and denial, cross dressing, an intimate rimjob, and challenged expectations.
Excerpt:
We waited in silence, sat in the back of the taxi in silence, and walked up to my apartment in silence. As I was reaching into my pocket for my keys, he derailed my train of thought mightily.
"Are you going to pretend to offer me some coffee?" he said, eyelashes flickering away, cheeks twinkling. "Or are we just going to fuck?"
A rush of heat took me. I rammed my keys back into my pocket, seized his shoulders, and pulled him in for a kiss that rocked my world to its foundations. But again, he was smiling in that little way of his as we pulled apart.
"Is that all you've got, stud? Don't forget the door. Your neighbours wouldn't approve..."
It took me at least six goes to put the key in the lock. It turned at last and I blundered through the door, slamming it behind him, taking hold of him again. He pushed my hands down onto his leather clad butt, and then I felt him bend at the knees.
I braced myself, and then he was off his feet, legs wrapped round my waist, grinding his crotch into mine. He was so light! I wondered for a moment how the wind hadn't taken him and blown him away, and then we were kissing again, staggering round the room, collapsing on my couch, hands playing all over each other.
"I am going to fuck you so hard", I growled. "I'm going to break you in fucking half."
"Bring it, big boy", he cooed. "Let's hope your cattle's as big as your hat."
"You filthy fucking sissy", I said, trying to struggle out of my shirt and rip his off at the same time. "Your ass is mine." I shrugged off my shirt and grabbed his ass with both hands to emphasize my point.
He made a high little noise, pushing his body up and away from my hands, and then back down hard into them. "I can't wait for your cock", he said. "I've wanted to have it in me since I saw you."
Stephen's a player on his local gay scene. He's been round the block a few times, and he thinks he's seen it all; but then he meets a cute young cross-dresser who turns his head. The manly jock takes the sissy home, thinking he's in for a simple hard fuck. How will he react when he finds the sissy taking him further when he's ever been before?
This 3,400 word gay sissy erotica story is suitable for adults only and contains feminization, dirty talk, a hint of tease and denial, cross dressing, an intimate rimjob, and challenged expectations.
Excerpt:
We waited in silence, sat in the back of the taxi in silence, and walked up to my apartment in silence. As I was reaching into my pocket for my keys, he derailed my train of thought mightily.
"Are you going to pretend to offer me some coffee?" he said, eyelashes flickering away, cheeks twinkling. "Or are we just going to fuck?"
A rush of heat took me. I rammed my keys back into my pocket, seized his shoulders, and pulled him in for a kiss that rocked my world to its foundations. But again, he was smiling in that little way of his as we pulled apart.
"Is that all you've got, stud? Don't forget the door. Your neighbours wouldn't approve..."
It took me at least six goes to put the key in the lock. It turned at last and I blundered through the door, slamming it behind him, taking hold of him again. He pushed my hands down onto his leather clad butt, and then I felt him bend at the knees.
I braced myself, and then he was off his feet, legs wrapped round my waist, grinding his crotch into mine. He was so light! I wondered for a moment how the wind hadn't taken him and blown him away, and then we were kissing again, staggering round the room, collapsing on my couch, hands playing all over each other.
"I am going to fuck you so hard", I growled. "I'm going to break you in fucking half."
"Bring it, big boy", he cooed. "Let's hope your cattle's as big as your hat."
"You filthy fucking sissy", I said, trying to struggle out of my shirt and rip his off at the same time. "Your ass is mine." I shrugged off my shirt and grabbed his ass with both hands to emphasize my point.
He made a high little noise, pushing his body up and away from my hands, and then back down hard into them. "I can't wait for your cock", he said. "I've wanted to have it in me since I saw you."
