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Sweet Encore
I was alone tonight and feeling just a bit paranoid as I listened to the soft music. The soothing sounds put me in a seductive mood, but It seemed that all my lovers were too busy for me, or they had other plans. Uncle Barney and my detective were probably home being dutiful husbands. Bo was under h... Read full Story
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Feriengruss 16.07.24
Heute habe ich endlich jemanden gefunden, der mir einen langersehnten Wunsch erfüllen wollte. Ich wollte, nackig unter dem Mantel und nur bekleidet mit eingeschnürten Titten, durch die Stadt geführt werden, während ich gefilmt wurde. Wir machten ab, als es in Weinfelden gerade einzudunkeln begann. B... Read full Story
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Family Frolic
FRIDAY My sister and her husband wanted to take a few weeks off in the sun and asked me to look after their kids for a while. I'd move out of my tiny apartment and into their house for the duration. As I was still living off my severance and they had a nice spread with an indoor pool and a h... 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
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THE WEATHERGIRL BY B-MAN
PART 1: A COURTESY CLIENT BLOWJOB Three weeks into my gig at Coxon & Dicster had been a blast. At first, a few of the girls had some reservations about me working there because I wasn't transgendered myself but I guess I won them over with my naturally cheerful personality. At least,... Read full Story
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Candy Pink Part 2
Chapter 4 My parents had a letter shortly after from the headmaster Mr. James Allen. I was to head out to CA before the start of winter term to get settled into the dorms and go through orientation. The letter said I should be there no later than December 1st and that they would arrange for me to... 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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The Visit
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... Read full Story
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Sexing It Up
What catches your eye when you're viewing sample pornographic video clips on the Internet? When it comes to sex, my own tastes are eclectic, although I find myself watching videos involving anal sex, bisexual threesomes, cum shots, gay males, lesbians, oral sex, public nudity, shemales, and spank... Read full Story
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Tony to Tanya Part 2
Tony woke up on Saturday morning feeling excited without knowing exactly why. He tried to sit up, but his left arm was pinned down by Sarah's body. This was normal for a Saturday morning, since she tended to sleep at Tony's house on Fridays. The reason he was excited suddenly hit him. On Tuesday,... Read full Story
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My Mistress, My Slave
I first met Robert as I was moving into my new apartment building. He was just one of the several men who appeared out of the thin air and offered to carry my furniture and boxes up to my new second story apartment. Most of these manly he-men only appeared because they wanted to get to "know&qu... Read full Story
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Nylon teasers
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... 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