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My She-Male Fantasy
I walking back to the campground for the Pavillion.I spot this cute asian chick working at a Hair tying salon,so i decided to get my beard wrapped.So I pop in an icebreaker to cover any bad breath and take a seat. "Are you on vacation?".. she ask ..No mam I answered I'm local,been living ... Read full Story
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How Kevin Became Finesse
Monica went out with JJ! He was a black buff guy who taught karate where she took the kids. He drove a yellow corvette and liked to wear shirts with the sleeves cut off - to show off his big tattooed arms! All the young blonde girls were on his jock, but he had the eyes for Monica. She kept protesti... Read full Story
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Camming down the rabbit hole Ch3
Slowly stirring from my sleep, I stretched under the covers and a pleasant sensation spread across my torso, remembering what I was wearing when I went to bed I smiled at the caress of the fabric on my skin. It was a strangely comforting feeling, the pressure from the bra, panties and nightie felt l... Read full Story
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My biggest ever-scary, but rue!
Since I'm pretty much sub, I don’t really ever say no, but maybe sometimes I should? I got an IM from a guy on a hookup site I sometimes visit and after a little bit of chit chat about the weather and what sorts of music etc we liked, he invited me to his place for an afternoon of fun. I'm usu... Read full Story
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Camming down the rabbit hole Ch6
In the morning I decided to give the running a miss and do a long session with the DVD, my legs had become a little sore and tight so some extra stretches and yoga would really help. I once again surprised myself with how much more flexible I had become, the plug still in my ass giving me occasional... Read full Story
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Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 09
As per my previous mornings recently, I stirred and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, that delicious feeling of my silk night ware stretching over my taught nipples and my morning wood throbbing in its lace enclosure. The urge to touch myself was palpable, it seemed no matter how hard I came the night ... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 13
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 9
Two hours after saying goodbye to Rick and Randy, Tran and I left Minneapolis and boarded a plane to LA. I fell asleep at take off, and woke as the plane began its descent. Tran was staring out the window at the city’s lights spread in an endless shimmering galaxy below. "Wow, I love LA a... Read full Story