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A Dragon's Tale Ch. 20

***I self-edit and admit editing isn't my greatest skill. I apologize in advance for anything I missed.*** CHAPTER 20: A warm reunion and a dish best served cold Ethan slowly returned to the waking world, very conscious of the two naked women curled up against him. Without moving or opening his eyes, he laid there feeling their silky skin pressed against him and hearing the soft sound of their breathing as their chests rose and fell against him. It was heavenly. He didn't move in order to avoid waking them. Instead, he just lay there enjoying the feeling. He wasn't sure why they were both head-over-heels in love with him, but he knew exactly why he was in love with them. The only thing missing was Taloni; then everything would be perfect. He opened his eyes and glanced down. Beth's blonde hair was draped over the right side of this chest while Alana's chocolate-brown tresses were draped over the left side. They were both pressed tightly up against him, legs bent. ...
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Movie Night

All characters are over 18. I appreciate feedback on my writing style and plot. ***** Movie night after a long work week is my favorite way to spend a Friday evening. Putting on one of your old t-shirts, taking off that uncomfortable bra, and lounging around in panties after a delicious dinner. I love letting you pick the movie because that means I'll probably fall asleep during it. You always choose something we've already seen and a lackluster plot. I don't mind though, anything you want makes me happy. We sit on the couch, my head resting on your lap. I feel sleep coming to me. Barely aware of what's going on when I feel your hand caressing my stomach. Your finger is playing with the shirt fabric, tracing my belly button. I keep my eyes closed because I know what you are playing at. Your fingers make their way under my shirt. Making small circles on my skin. My nipples get hard anticipating your hand. You start on my left nipple. Pinching it hard. I playfully prete...
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The Loop

"Goddamn you look cute, Rikki!" Bill exclaimed, rising off his couch as he did so, brunette wig slightly askew. "No cursing," Bill's wife Chrissy said from a bar stool, a magazine and vodka martini in front of her. As Rikki made her way forward, from guest bathroom to livingroom, "she" found it a little odd that Chrissy objected to her husband's swearing but not to his sharing their home with a fellow crossdresser. "Give me a hug!" Bill further exclaimed, meeting Rikki halfway. "You two couldn't find a dress?" Bill, dressed like Rikki in wig, makeup, bra, panties, stockings and shoes (heels in Bill's shorter case, Rikki in strappy flats), ignored his wife as they first hugged then kissed on the lips. "No kissing in front of me," Chrissy said, her back to them, eyes in the back of her head apparently. "It was just a peck," Bill protested. "OK but no making out," Chrissy cautioned. "Not...
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