Spring is a time of beginnings - after a gradual thaw, the melting
of one season into next, comes a bright renewal - the exciting,
passionate bloom of love, youth, new life, chances to begin again
and all the rituals of re-birth. As the world blooms open again, so
does the human longing for re-connection, both emotionally and
physically. Come join your favorite eXcessica authors in this
sensual, seasonal anthology, bringing you the best of all things
sexy in the spring ------- (Edited by Selena Kitt, stories by Molly
Wens, Giselle Renarde, Amicus, Sabb, Rachelle Le Monnier, Kiki
Howell, Sommer Marsden, Vicki Paradise, Jennifer Campbell, Dakota
Trace, Marshall Ian Key and Karenna Colcroft) ------- EXCERPT (From
"Spring Fever" by Giselle Renarde): Connor released a lever and the
seat sloped into the trunk. So this is why people buy hatchbacks...
"You want to...?" His voice was neither deeply masculine nor
liltingly feminine. It was just Connor. "So badly..." I told him,
turning his skirt until the zipper at the side faced the front.
Pressing a bewildered Connor down into the slanted seat, I
unzipped. He took off his glasses. "Oh my God, Connor, you have the
most beautiful eyes. You have no idea." Under the silk hose, he
wore these old school panties like frilly boy shorts. Luckily the
zipper on his tweed skirt was long enough that I could pull down
his silky drawers and pull out his elusive cock. It jerked forward
in my hand. As I slipped on the condom, his pink-nailed fingers
strayed under the cover of my thong. They slid slowly against my
pussy lips until I lunged at Connor's mouth, sucking the breath
from his lungs. "God, you're a good kisser, Connor." He might have
returned the compliment, had I let him up for air. I climbed on top
of Connor dressed as a woman and eased him into my wet cunt. This
was beyond my wildest fantasies, beyond anything I could have
dreamed up. Kissing his mouth as I thrust my clit against his
pelvis, I floated atop the pillowy paunch and big boobs concealed
by a pink sweater. Grasping my ass, he massaged that yielding flesh
in circular motions. I found the lever and pulled the seat upright,
or nearly so. Wrapping my little bunny legs around his core, I
moved on him slower and slower until I could feel every inch of his
hard cock against every cell of my cunt. Arms around his neck, I
lifted my body and descended, lifted and dropped. We stopped
kissing. He looked down at me and I up at him, our magnetic noses
touching. His face was bright pink under the foundation and his
eyes sparkled blue. I was breathing so hard my lungs seemed to take
up half my body while Connor's cock took up the other half. "I
haven't been this happy since...I don't know," I wheezed, unable to
break away from his penetrating gaze. "You make me so, so, so
happy, Connor." The more I focused on my breath, the more rooted I
became in the idea of Connor as the mighty oak in the sky that was
me. He was yielding and powerful. I kissed him again, madly,
pulling him into me, against me, everywhere at once. His hands were
on my back, on my ass, squeezing, pressing as his tongue fought
wildly against mine. My whole body quaked as my cunt latched onto
the stake driving through it. It was Connor. Everything was Connor.
My core leapt and locked and I fastened myself to him like an
insane koala bear as he whined and yelped and threw his head over
my shoulder.
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