Free Flesh: Alpha Males and Taboo Tales by Scarlett Skyes et al Page B

met with the dull smack of skin against skin. The camera took up a new position, directly behind and underneath them, and I watched as the man’s balls slapped against her supple backside.
    “I bet those are so full of sperm,” I whispered, only half-believing how aroused I was by what I was watching. “ What the hell is wrong with me? Why is this turning me on? ” The head of my member tingled with increasing brightness, nearly ready to erupt.
    The man caressed the model’s body, feeling the soft skin of her back and the curving roundness of her posterior. His hands settled on her waist and gripped there roughly. His pace became rushed and he began to thrust harder and faster, jarring the model’s body and sending her into a series of short, gasping breaths. He let out a guttural moan, withdrew his stiff member, and pumped out several jets of rich, thick cream across the sissy’s backside.
    Just as he had his release, so did I. Warm, erupting sperm filled my hand as I bucked my hips in the chair. My thighs quivered and pulses of erotic, vibrant energy flowed between my belly and the back of my head.
    Even though my brain was swimming delightedly in post-orgasmic bliss, one chilling question crept through and sank into my stomach like lead. “ Why did I just do that? ”
     
    I listened to the CD again that night. In the morning, I gave a cursory glance at the nearly-full pack of cigarettes on my nightstand, but felt no temptation whatsoever to have one. As soon as I got on my jeans, I made my way into the kitchen. There, I was surprised to find a large cardboard box filled with several articles of women’s clothing. On top, I could see a colorful dress and a few pairs of lacy undergarments. Before I had a chance to inspect it any closer, Daniel opened the outside door and tromped into the kitchen.
    “Hey! What’s up, Carter?”
    I withdrew my hand away from the box just in time. “Oh, not much. Still kind of sleepy.”
    “How’s that smoking cessation program working for you? Tried it out yet?” He asked innocently and began rifling through his backpack. “I mean, I understand if you haven’t had a chance to test it.”
    “It’s good,” I said, leaning against the counter and trying not to look into the big box. “Really good, actually. Yesterday I only had, like, three cigarettes and today I don’t even think I want one.”
    “Wow! That’s great, man. You must be very susceptible to the hypnotic suggestions I implanted into the tracks. Some people really take to it.”
    “It’s definitely working on me,” I trailed off, once again feeling my interest pull towards the dainty items in the box. “So, what’s…uhh…what’s with all the clothes?”
    “That?” Daniel walked over and pulled out the dress. The material looked stretchy and light in his hands. “Just some of Laura’s things. She left a bunch here in my room and I was getting all of it together to take back to her sometime.”
    “Oh…”
    “Yeah. Look at all this stuff. I bought it for her while we were dating.”
    Daniel put the dress on the table and reached back inside the box. He then removed several more interesting objects; lipstick tubes of different colors, various types of makeup kits, and even a bright red wig.
    “A wig?” I asked, perplexed. “Why did she have one of those?”
    “It’s from Halloween. She went as Jessica Rabbit, remember?” Daniel sifted through the remaining stuff in the box. “ Dunno what happened to the rest of that costume, though. But, there is this –“
    With a wide grin plastered on his face, Daniel pulled out a flesh-toned, rubbery dildo and planted it right on the table. The thing had a suction cup on the back of it that stuck easily to the wooden surface. It had to be seven or eight inches long and was shaped exactly like a real cock, right down to the rounded, ridged head and subtly raised veins that ran down the shaft.
    “Check that shit out,” Daniel said. “Got it for Laura on