Sandy's Journey - Sex Stories

Sandy's Journey

... my cock rose to its full seven inches. Damn, it made me horny. I sat down on the couch and leaned back then pulled the pouch down under my balls, the lace rubbing my perineum, and started to jerk my cock. Within a few minutes I came, splashing my load up on my chest and belly.

I cleaned myself up, then ran a load of laundry with my new panties in them. I wondered what one of those bras would feel like. Maybe some stockings.....?

CHAPTER 3: Just a Dream?

That night I had a dream, the first really sexual one I'd had in years. I was with Tanya again, rolling around in my bed, alternating heavy make-out with playtime, tickling and laughing, then kissing as our hands roved over each other's soft spots, caressing and exciting each other. She rolled me onto my back and was sitting astride my groin, rubbing her sweet spots against my hard cock. I was naked, she was wearing the red thong panties that had started all of this.

I tickled her flanks, then reached for her wonderfully perky c-cup breasts, squeezing them gently as I pressed her nipples between my fingers. She moaned and placed her hands over mine. She leaned forward, kissing me hard as I supported her with my arms. She sat up again, putting her hands on my chest and grinding hard against my hardness. I started to reach down between us, wanting to feel her wet pussy directly against me, but she grabbed my hands and put them on her hips, kissing me again.

"Now I'm ready for you," she said. Rising up on her ...

... knees, she pinched her nipples with one hand while the other rubbed the crotch of the red thong. Then she pulled her hand away. There, creeping out the top of the red lace triangle, was the helmet shape of a hardening circumsized cock.

In my dream I was stunned, but curious. Reaching down I rubbed a fingertip over the tip of her cock, feeling the wetness of precum. I felt it hardening further, growing longer. I grabbed the side strings and pulled them down, and Tanya raised her knees one at a time to allow me to strip the panties off.

There was her cock and her balls, shaved as I remembered her pussy had been in reality. Reaching down, she grabbed both of our rods and began masturbating them together. Then she lay forward onto me, our cocks pressed between our bellies, and ground the two organs together.

We kissed like that for a while, her breasts and cock writhing across my chest and belly. She rolled over, and moved her body 180 degrees, then grabbed my hips, pulling me into a 69 on top of her. Tanya had a deep throat, and in no time my cock had pushed past her mouth and into her throat. She was fucking my cock with it. My cock felt great, my head less so.

I was up on my arms, looking down at her hard cock below me. It was so nice, so smooth, with a wonderful purple helmet. I was seriously conflicted, even in dreamland. What would it mean if I touched a trans cock? I wanted to, but what would that make me? Tanya decided to help me decide. Reaching down with one ...