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The Mocha Club... A Wife's Awakening
Fran had spent a restless evening in her hotel room, flicking through the channels on the television, finishing the large glass of red that room service had brought her and writing up the actions from the client meeting earlier that day. Now she was bored. It didn't help that the hotel her manager h... Read full Story
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The man who found the girl trapped inside
cry to him instead of hiding it... and as a 3rd graders, kids thought that throwing away a paper with bad grade on it makes the failure disappear yet the parents got detailed progress reports bi weekly... I had a confusing year as a 3rd grader i would go to the local recreation center with my frie... Read full Story
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It been extremely too long
For me, the ultimate feeling of femininity happens when a man is inside me, and It had been far too long. Over the last few years, my wife had effectively shut down my indulgence in the hobby of crossdressing in public - mainly at bars frequented by the transgendered and their admirers. She only sus... Read full Story
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Sadopsychorama
He liked Clyrissa. She was a cock-hungry female if there ever was one. At 5'5", she had platinum blonde dyed hair, big tits, and a tight waist. She was a hot lay. But the best thing about her - the thing that stiffened his cock whenever he saw her was the fact that she was 53 years old. Somethi... Read full Story
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Kitten: A Pantyboy StoryKitten: A Pantyboy Story
It's easy now to look back and play armchair psychiatrist and see where my fetish for school uniforms and cute cotton panties started, but it wasn't until I met MISTRESS that I realized exactly how deep that fetish was ingrained in my mind and soul. Mistress knew I was a pantyboy after the first ... Read full Story
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Every Year
Imagine me. A slim eighteen year old boy, dressed. I mean Dressed. Dressed up that is, in my sister's clothes. I felt good, very good. In fact I felt incredible. I had done this several times before when my parents had been away but never to this extent. They were away for two nights, visiting Uncle... Read full Story
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Aunt Cindy's Bizarre World
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... Read full Story
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Looking-Glass Ladyboy
I was taking a walk to stay--all right; I'll admit it--to get in shape, when I saw the "Going Out of Business" sign in the second-hand furniture store a block north of my condo. I wasn't in the market for anything, new or used, but I can't resist a bargain, and what was better for finding ... 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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An Arse To Die For
I'd arrived in Honolulu in the early evening from Sydney and got a cab straight to my brother-in-law's apartment on Kuhio, which he'd lent me for a fortnight while he was up in Europe on business. It's in an ideal situation, a couple of blocks back from all the hotels and Waikiki Beach. I slept l... Read full Story