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Couple and a Tranny
There is a saying that a single man looking for companionship and good fortune will seek someone for marriage. Lydia and I met several months ago on an online dating site. We agreed to meet at a bar restaurant for drinks and initial meeting. She was at the bar wearing a yellow sundress, white painte... Read full Story
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Christy's Fantasy Come True Chapter 6
The alarm went off and Christy rolled over and hit the off button. The clock face was starting back at her flashing 8:00. Since it was Friday she had slept in a bit. Jim had gotten up early and left for work after spending the night. They had gotten into a minor argument last night but came to a... Read full Story
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A Close Encounter
Another great tape and another great yank of the crank. Yea, she-males were pretty hot, Tom thought as he hit the eject bottom on the tape deck, but where on earth would he really find one? He had little doubt that if he did find a place where they hung out that there would be more than a few with a... Read full Story
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Seattle Weekend
Saturday morning and such a beautiful day nice and cool morning I went for a run. I consider myself in fairly good shape for my age but I try and make it to the top of a hill in our neighborhood. I get winded fairly quickly. Coming down the hill I ran into a nice looking athletic girl, maybe 38 year... Read full Story
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Sissy Slut Reunion
Rob had moved back to town and called me. He had just moved into his new place and he wanted me to come by and talk. I knew what he really wanted from the tone of his voice, because I wanted it too. He said he had been thinking and dreamed about me the whole time he was away. My spirits lifted and ... Read full Story
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Blue collar Master, white collar slave Part 2
About an hour later I was once again naked except for my chastity pouch and my stilettos and once again I was screaming and crying, my body covered with angry red welts from Master Darren's whip. On my knees crying and begging I held his cock in my hands, trying to give the best handjob ... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast
I had very few memories of my early childhood. The ones I did have were anything but pleasant. I did remember my mother and her blind hatred of my father and myself. She was very tall blonde woman with cold blue eyes named Monica. My mother always dressed in the most expensive leathers and satins in... Read full Story