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Being taught a lesson .......... I think!
How did I end up on my back in my own bed, legs straight up with my ankles over her shoulders, ready to have my ass fucked from a lost bet? A bet that Alma clearly cheated at as we discover. I was off to Thailand for a 16 week course in Thai massage at a school recommended highly by a friend I ha... Read full Story
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Black Mafia - 1975
Bucky Collins downed the last of his whiskey and collected his chips to cash in. His cousin, Don Lee, who served as his driver and bodyguard escorted the Black Mafia attorney-slash-lieutenant to front door. His leisure trip to the Big Apple had been fruitful. Tonight, his winnings totaled $2,300.00.... Read full Story
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MY Party Favor Fantasy
My Party Favor Fantasy A fictional story built around an old fantasy of mine I ran a notice on one of those sex sites that said” Help me fulfill my fantasy and I bet we take care of some of yours also. Hi there, I am Penny and I am a total bottom trans w... Read full Story
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Becoming a Drag Queen
I was thrilled when my boss told me he was sending me to San Francisco for a conference. It was a location on my "Top 10 places I wanted to go". I went online and Googled the major attractions and tourist "must sees in San Francisco. The conference was Wednesday to Friday and I figure... Read full Story
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Would You
'Would you...?' 'Look the part to play the part....' 1 5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her sk... 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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The Greatest Lie Part 6
In my rare moments of leisure in the weeks following my close encounter with death, I had had little opportunity to talk about it. Of course, the police had asked perfunctory questions, and I had testified at the coroner’s inquest, but until my next appointment with Dr. Erika Wright, I had not... Read full Story