1. Breezy Beach Rendezvous - Weird Tale


    Date: 4/17/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Kinky_Mushroom, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    He found himself standing on the beach. He was naked yet curiously he experienced no shame or embarrassment. He was at the shore's edge impassively observing the wavelets break relentlessly upon the rippled sand. The sea was green, the sky was blue & the sand yellow. It was like a c***d's crayon drawing: primary colours in a primary world. He had alternately swum & sun bathed here many times in the past; it was his home town, the town of his birth & c***dhood. Something came to mind that he thought he had long forgotten: He was f******n again & lying on a towel spread over the powdery sand. His eyes were closed as he had felt the sun's rays warm the flesh of his chest & torso. He had thought of his body changing, changing from boy to man. A part of him had sought to become a man; he craved the power a grown man had. Yet another part of him had sought to remain a c***d. He had lazily opened his eyes & cast a glance down at the golden tan of his tummy. It was a part of him that was still soft… & feminine. He liked that: to be the female he wished to possess. His gaze had slid further down to his strong legs, masculine limbs now hairy & he had felt reassured by the sight of them: they were the legs of a man destined to be rarely bested… 'Contradiction, conflict, paradox, oh, the delicious irony of existence, darling.' The honeyed voice had startled him & he had twisted round but only the breeze was there. 'I will always be behind you. & never seen,' she teased. He felt her ...
    lips, lips composed only of a gust of sea air, kiss him tenderly upon the nape of his neck. 'I am going to give you what you so thirst for, & deserve.' She ran her ethereal fingers across his nipples & he surrendered to her intangible embrace. 'What is it that I so desire?' 'To be a woman, but blessed with a man's yearnings.' 'How do you know this? I have told no one.' 'Have you not guessed yet my sweet?' He imagined her pouting her lips. Yes, it was all coming back to him. Him diving into the river to rescue the lad on the bike who had taken a tumble by the bank & fallen in. 'I'm drowning, & this is all some sort of hallucination or illusion brought on by oxygen starvation. I'm at the bottom of the river…' 'Not quite dead dear, but close, which is why you are here with me & I'm your friend. Call me Luci.' 'I get it. Hal-LUCI-nation, LUCI-d dream, LUCI-fer…' 'So, you're just an illusion, Luci, the body making my death a comfortable death.' 'An illusion is just an extinct reality, is it not Douglas? Surely you have guessed who I really am now?' 'You're God… & a woman.' 'Exactly right, honey.' He opted to play along; he had no option. 'That's okay, you play me along,' she responded patronisingly, reading his thoughts. He stared out to sea & fixed his gaze upon the distant coast of the mainland. He didindeed feel tranquil; dying wasn't so bad after all. Her invisible fingers caressed his thighs. Aroused him. He waited for the last few seconds & anticipated the curtain of descending ...
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