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Becoming Alanna Part 2
Walking into room number one, she told me kindly to strip nude and climb into the chair. I did as I was told and hopped in to the chair. I fit my feet and legs into the stirrups and she spread them apart exposing my cock balls and asshole. She looked me up and down and smiled "not much work wit... Read full Story
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An Invitation
"Oh come on,Sarah. There has to be a way." An innocuous enough statement, but that's how it all started. I'd just received an invite to Cressida's annual Christmas party which, maybe not on the Hollywood A list, was within the cognoscenti an occasion not to be missed. The soirees of ... Read full Story
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The House of Lesslie Part 2
I. I woke up. Even after having taken over the House of Lesslie weeks ago, each morning was still the same, and came with the same feeling of disorientation, in need of a few moments to adjust to the realities around me, as new as they were. The bedroom around me was still darkened by heavy... Read full Story
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Sexing It Up
What catches your eye when you're viewing sample pornographic video clips on the Internet? When it comes to sex, my own tastes are eclectic, although I find myself watching videos involving anal sex, bisexual threesomes, cum shots, gay males, lesbians, oral sex, public nudity, shemales, and spank... Read full Story
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Traci the Maid
Traci had gotten a job as a maid in a rich man's house. She looked just like any blond 26-year old woman - long legs, slender waist and high size C breasts. She had a heart-shaped face and giggled at all the right times. Only Traci had a secret that nobody at her knew job knew about - she had a 6... Read full Story
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The Visit
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... Read full Story
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Plant Food
Written by: Slayzer Rewritten by: Hobgoblin ~~~ “Where the hell are you, Terry!?” Rebecca snarled, tirelessly searching for her little brother. Rebecca, a pretty sweet sixteen dressed in casual in khakis and a pink T-shirt, was pissed off. It was Saturday night and she’... Read full Story