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A Perfect Life
The reasons I am not writing this myself. I have finally convinced someone to do it for me. She promised to post it on the Internet, but only as fiction. I suppose it is a bit unbelievable. It all started with the best of intentions. I had married my love while we were still in college. She... Read full Story
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Panty Town
Chapter One -- Jamie Jamie Sanders did not think he was a sissy. Growing up, he played with trucks and showed his innate male aggression though soldiers games with the other boys. He climbed trees and watched baseball with his Dad and brother. Unfortunately, by the time he was in eighth grad... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 8
Moira sat in her booth at the entrance to the subway station and saw people pass by. She sat there every day selling tickets, and although several thousand people passed her during a shift, she could now recognize many of the regulars and she even knew when to expect them. It was now almost 9 o'cloc... Read full Story
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Sadopsychorama
He liked Clyrissa. She was a cock-hungry female if there ever was one. At 5'5", she had platinum blonde dyed hair, big tits, and a tight waist. She was a hot lay. But the best thing about her - the thing that stiffened his cock whenever he saw her was the fact that she was 53 years old. Somethi... Read full Story
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Buying Heels
I have to know what it feels like to wear heels. I have the house to myself tonight and I'm going to play. I already have panties but want to buy some new ones. My wife bought me a black, frilly thong which I wore for her when we went out one night; I also have a cheap, supermarket pair of sheer ... Read full Story
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How My Wife Became a Swinger
Hello, my name is Jackson, Jack for short, and I'd like to tell you about my wife and I and how we became swingers. I've changed the names of people and places to preserve privacy. Just so you know this does involve male on male sex and inter course with a transsexual. So let me begin. For the fi... Read full Story
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Flowers in the Heart Part 2
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... Read full Story
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Being Barbi's Bitch
After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of ... Read full Story
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Marcia Goes Back to School
Marcia was painfully nervous. She hadn't been able to eat very much in days. The upside was she was even skinnier which would make Mistress and her husband very happy. She'd always been thin and on the diet Mistress Carol had her on she was already thinner than she dreamed possible. Her anxious stom... Read full Story
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Ginger loses her virginity
My friend's father, Mr Webster, had turned out to be anything but the pillar of the community he pretended to be. Despite his regular Sunday church attendance with Mrs Webster, it transpired he also enjoyed the company of other men. He was certainly enjoying me, and within a few weeks I had fal... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 5
Debbie didn't wake up until her gag was wrenched from her jaws. Her hood, collar and earplugs had already been removed. "Wake up, shit-head," Mistress spat and slapped her face hard. Debbie came awake and noticed that all the straps holing her to the couch had also been removed. She felt a... Read full Story
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From Mob to Shemale
Two years ago, I was a member of the Ciccio family in Chicago. I wasn't very high up in the organization, because I wasn't Italian. I had made my way up through the ranks, however, and was making a pretty good living. I had everything I wanted, got all the girls I wanted, and did just about ... Read full Story
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Interstate Reas Area Whore
Driving down the interstate the sign said Rest Area one mile. My heart skipped a beat and there was slight stiffing of my male meat in anticipation of events to unfold. This interstate rest area was always packed full of eighteen wheelers as many as forty. Surely one or two of these truck drivers wo... Read full Story
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Feminized by My Girlfriend
About 6 months ago I joined a gym because I have never had a very masculine body and now that I just turned 21 it was time to finally get off my butt and try to build some muscle. That is where I met my girl friend Brook who stands 5' 9", has a fantastic body and a gorgeous face. She looks like... Read full Story
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Liberty meeting, chapter1
On a beautiful summer day, my phone rings. It's Steve, the boss of a transvestite company who calls me. - Hello Sandra, I have four new friends waiting for you at the club. - Thanks for thinking of me, I'll be right there, I said, hanging up. I am happy with his call because I always meet ... Read full Story
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Nylon teasers
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... Read full Story
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Moms friend 2 - dressup slut
so I had been visiting Linda for about 8 weeks. Every oportunity I got. My mom was none the wiser. I'd invented a girlfriend that I was seeing. Linda had backed up this story by telling mom that she had seen me with her. little did she know I was visiting her best friend to dress up as a whore ev... Read full Story
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Bambii's New World
My mind was racing the whole time. I couldn't believe where I ended up. But the sensations were running through my body. A 9-inch cock was ramming my boy pussy as hard as it could. Another cock, at least 10 inches, was being forced down my throat as his hands wrapped around my head, forcing me to... Read full Story
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Five Into Three Does Not Go
Kristina It is waspish in the late evening out in the open in Portsmouth Harbour as we step out of the vehicle and walk over to the private section of the docks, the sign says Ceres St docks. Dark has long since fallen but lights, white, yellow and orange light up the skies. The feeling is one of... Read full Story