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Click, click, click....
Click, click, click…the sound of high heels contacting a hard surface has always attracted and aroused me. Whether it’s on tile floors in a hallway, the concrete of a parking ramp or the asphalt of a mall lot, I turn in anticipation to drink in some pleasing eye candy. How short will th... Read full Story
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Latex succubus
The lights of the city obscured the supposedly brilliant starlight in the night sky, leaving only dim and scattered scattered stars adorning the gloomy night sky half-covered by dark clouds, and the crescent-like crescent moon guarding it in the distance makes the night seem less empty Lonely. Mayb... Read full Story
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Baby Face Jack's Biggest Fight
The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd scr... Read full Story
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A Certain Perception
Kyra was not the girl of my dreams. I never DARED dream a woman that good would just walk into my life. She was smart, sassy, vivacious, intuitive, resourceful, and a real 'people person'. We met in an Internet chat room called "Working Girls". We're not talking about the kind you find in ... Read full Story
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My True-Love Story
My name is Kim Young. I'm a happy and healthy nineteen this year. This is my very first story (but not my first "submission!") My story begins five years ago, when our neighbors moved in next door. I'll always remember that sunny April afternoon in Omaha, when they climbed out of their ... Read full Story
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Debbie Part 1
He had gotten a job with a large company doing odd jobs, mostly filing papers and bringing out mail. It wasn't much, but it was enough to pay for a small one-room apartment on the seedier side of town. Since he was still very shy from his experiences in high school he hadn't made any friends yet, bu... Read full Story
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Duchess of Lamore
Rolls Royce London It was a typical day in London. It drizzled that morning clearing the air if only for a little while. Drake Hampstead appeared at the office directly before 9:00 AM. He was never late. He took his job at the Rolls Royce office very seriously. There was a definite pecking or... Read full Story
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The House of Lesslie
I. The mansion hadn't changed, not all that much, from how I remembered it. If at all, it had aged gracefully, as only English mansions can ¬ a massive Edwardian building that had served Lords and Ladies, had housed masters and servants for centuries. Around it, at a respectful distance, w... 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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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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Mein erster Blowjob
Nun hat es endlich mal geklappt. Ich schrieb längere Zeit mit einer anderen Sissy und lernten uns immer besser kennen. Nach mehreren vergeblichen Versuchen sich mal live zu treffen, hat es dann endlich geklappt. Wir trafen uns auf einem Parkplatz. Ich hatte bereits einen heißen String, Strapse und e... Read full Story
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Just One of Those Days Part 3
Hello again. My name is Amanda, I'm 33 and single, since I discovered that Richard, my now ex boyfriend, was a nasty cheating bastard. He turned me into the woman I've become, confidant exhibitionist and uninhibited, especially with sex. I'm a natural blond with long hair nearly down ... 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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Lady In The House Ch. 06
A story by MicheleNylons (Michele continues to be used by prison inmates.) From Part V Harry leant over me and kissed me full on the lips. "That was worth every penny; you are one hot nurse," he laughed. Harry grabbed a handful of my clean white skirt and wiped his cock on it. The silver... Read full Story
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Destreza oculta
Pocas cosas me enloquecen tanto de pasión como una buena verga, me gustan de todas las formas, colores y tamaños, desde esas vergas gorditas y cortitas, hasta aquellas vergas enormes curvas y venosas, me encanta tocarlas y hacer que poco a poco se pongan duras, me gusta comenzar por acariciar y masa... Read full Story
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Sex in the kitchen with my hubby's friend - a cop
Ever since my wedding last year, I enjoy a great time with my hubby who loves me so much and takes care of me so much. Since he is married and having another family, he doesn’t stay with me all the time, but comes and stays at least 2 or 3 days in a month and we literally celebrate those nights wit... Read full Story
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Lady Denisa's Gang Banged
The young black youth aged eighteen was lying on the bed while I mounted him for the third time that day. I used his cock and muscular body shamefully to bring myself off with no thought for his pleasure. Kenny was my toy boy, an aircraftsman from the base my husband commanded when he wasn't away on... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 3
There was no more time for Denise and Susanna to get over their chemically induced bout of incestuous activity as Denise was being sent to school. This was of course part of the plan. Slaves should always feel guilty about something and once their slave training was over, neither would be able to ma... Read full Story
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Army Slut
My name is Ray,16, I've always been into crossdressing as long as I can remember. Since I was about 11 or 12 if I could guess. (Started with sister's clothing) I am about 5'8, Skinny, Asian. I must say I look very cute dressed up. I would always call my self Megan When Dressed. (Little background ... Read full Story
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Afternoon Delight Chapter 2
The week was very busy getting ready for the party. All of Auntie's staff was invited, plus several students and professors that I didn't know. Well, this presented me with a small problem: Not all of them knew I was transsexual. I asked Auntie if I could wear a wrap skirt in order not to freak anyb... Read full Story
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Interracial Sissy Story
(Some prior notes about me, this story and my writings: If MALE bisexuality, crossdressing or interracial sex bother you, don't even bother reading this further, much less commenting. Many have had secret fantasies about what it would be like to be the opposite sex, during sex. Some of my influences... Read full Story
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Plaid Pleasures - TG
Oh what a glorious time to be alive and horny. The miniskirt is back with a vengeance and the must-have item (for girls with the legs to show them off) was a short cute minikilt. I've never quite figured out why, but I've always found a tartan (or more commonly called plaid in the US) pleated ski... Read full Story
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Jamie is taken Part 4
Jamie was now in great pain; his back felt like it was breaking and his balls were being crushed, but the presence of Master's cock in his mouth and throat focused Jamie's mind. Since arriving in Master's dungeon Jamie had undergone a change. He no longer thought of escape or of how shor... Read full Story
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A Special Girl
Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Steven Brun. I'm a young Black guy living in the city of Boston. I recently graduated from high school and started college. I go to Boston College. It's a school full of rich white kids but I'm liking it so far. The city is big, much bigger than the sm... Read full Story
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Describing Breasts
Descriptions are complex things, but, done well, they seem simple and elegant and easy, just like a ballet or a football play. In describing almost anything, a writer uses the same elements and techniques. To illustrate, in this article, I will show aspiring writers how to describe a pair of breasts... Read full Story
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Tgirl
The year is 2044. My name is Robert. I am 26. Light brown hair. Dark brown eyes. 5' 9", 122 pounds. I work for a supercomputer research and development firm. Like many young men at the leading edge of technology, I am transgendered. My counselor is Dr. Elizabeth Paris. Under her con... Read full Story
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Office Policy
“Ok ladies and gentleman, please put your hands together for the beautiful and talented Erika!” the DJ’s voice rang out over the thumping alternative beat as the object of my lust strutted to the stage. Erika’s saucy red curls bounced on her head and on her soft porcelain whi... Read full Story
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Doggy Style
"OK, which exit is it?" Trish was driving with Penelope in the passenger seat up front. Meredith sat in the back behind Trish's seat with Angela behind Penelope. The quarter were sisters in a sorority attending an annual Alpha Phi event together. Every year different chapters across Sou... Read full Story
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Blind Date
XtinaSmith2017 Anthony awoke to a piercing buzzing tune, a nice enough melody, but one he had come to despise shortly after he had made the mistake of making it his alarm. The culprit, his smart phone, was plugged in on the nightstand beside him and was in the process of making him gleefully aw... 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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The Greatest Lie Part 4
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... Read full Story