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Shemale Fantasy - Suck Fest
This story is completely fictional - in fact it is a fantasy of mine that I will describe in great detail, contact details are at the bottom if you want to make this a reality! I arrive at your house on the evening. You let me in and show me to the spare bedroom. I walk in and close the door behi... Read full Story
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The Terrace View Apartments Part 2
The Terrace View Apartment complex was an impressive site, to say the least. It filled up two entire blocks on the far-west side of town. I actually passed right by it at first; thinking that it was a fancy hotel because of the ornate architecture arrogantly rising over the privacy fences that surro... Read full Story
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Eve Quest
Chapter 1 My name is, or maybe we better make that was, Andy Moore. Until recently my personal identification was in the name of Jamie Jo Moore and everyone I knew called me Sissy. My parents died in an automobile accident when I was twenty-four years old leaving me an estate of around $3,000,... Read full Story
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Cum is a Cross-Dresser New Drink
Nikki looked up at me with her big, brown eyes as her head bobbed on my cock. Nothing was quite so sweet as one of her blow jobs. She had this way of dragging her tongue along the underside of my cock that made me want to cum in seconds. I always tried to hold it, but Nikki wouldn't let me. When she... Read full Story
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bi to sissy caught and turned
It was during a Wednesday nite supper this past April when Penny my wife of seven years, suddenly looked me straight in the eyes while calling me a GAY COCKSUCKER ! Instantly while I swallowed hard and quickly looked away from her, my worse dreaded fears in life had somehow just become reality! So ... Read full Story
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Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 10
When Denise came to she was lying in bed. She had been washed and she could no longer feel the annoying diaper rash. In fact she felt fine, clean and well rested. On her feet were what turned out to be black Oxfords with seven-inch heels. Her ankles were in steel cuffs and connected by a eight-inch ... Read full Story
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Blue collar Master, white collar slave
I sit on the couch in my owner's house, dressed every bit the slave I am. My body from the tips of my toes to my eyelashes is completely and permanently hairless, smooth, soft and beautifully tanned. My upper body is clad in a thin, soft and pink rubber T-shirt and my ass is clad in a pa... Read full Story