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Exposure, Disclosure
The Greatest Liar, Exposure, Disclosure © Alexandra Rios 2019 Author’s Note: This is a continuation of the narrative which commenced with “My Awkward Phase”, which I posted here previously. Readers may wish to read that before continuing, although I have written them to stand alone. Natives s... Read full Story
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Honeymoon Suite 2
Jason is on the phone with room service, while I am about to change out of my wedding gown. I had just got married, and I was now the blushing bride. Yes I got married. I was nervous now and my pussy was burning, because of the crazy bet we had made about not having sex a week before the wedding. We... Read full Story
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Blushing Bride Chapter 4
Chapter Four: The Hen Party I've already told you all about the night a couple of days before my wedding, the night of my stag party, the night where I got to live out all my fantasies and play the blushing bride, dressing in my soon to be wife Gina's gorgeous white wedding dress and lingerie and... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 11
"En Francais", they say "plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose:" the more things change, the more they stay the same. When Tran and I got back to Minneapolis from our trip to Thailand for our sex change operations, it was every bit as dark, frigid and depressing as it had been... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 13
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 19
The booked me as Alex Rios and handed me an orange jump suit and slip-on boots. I changed in a tiny curtained alcove and relinquished my clothes, shoes and purse, and became Inmate 265743. The booking clerk ignored my pleading eyes, so I begged. "You can't put me into a male population. I... Read full Story
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Witch Chronicles
I have been asked to write down my perception of the events of the war. After what's just happened, I thought it best to wait and rest before writing things out, but the big wigs want me to get it all down while it's still fresh, so don't expect this to be an extremely military report. I... 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
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Flowers in the Heart
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... 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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Mandy Awakens Dave's Desires
We had been flirting across the bar for several weeks at this point. She was just so easy to talk to. Although she wasn't stunningly beautiful, she was quite attractive. Mandy is about 5'2" or so, 110 pounds. She has a light complexion to go with her strawberry blond hair, which she wear... 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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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
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A Fairy Tale Part 1
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... Read full Story
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TS Wife
I was on a business trip to Laos when I met my wife. It was quite by accident, I wasn't really looking to get married, even though I'm very nearly 37 years old now. I work for the richest man in the world, well for his company, so you know who I'm talking about, and I'd just made him a small fra... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 9
Two hours after saying goodbye to Rick and Randy, Tran and I left Minneapolis and boarded a plane to LA. I fell asleep at take off, and woke as the plane began its descent. Tran was staring out the window at the city’s lights spread in an endless shimmering galaxy below. "Wow, I love LA a... Read full Story
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Adult Porn Shops
Around my senior year in high school I became more enamored with sex as all teenagers do. I loved lesbian sex and was addicted to shemale's as well. Nothing turned me on about gay sex. I was only curious about being with a shemale. So being underage the only porn you can get is via internet or throu... Read full Story
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Trying It On For Size
I was twenty minutes early for my one o'clock appointment so I found a shady spot in the parking lot of the upscale chain motel, kept the engine running to power the air-conditioner on the warm Sunday afternoon, took a few deep breaths and tried to relax. My mind wondered back over the series of eve... 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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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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Being Twins
I knew something wasn't quite right but I couldn't be sure. My life for the past 10 years with my wife Jane was great. My name is Richard. Jane was 5'8", 120 pounds, lean trim body, 38D breasts, beautiful blonde hair and stunning features. I was 5'9", 148 pounds, and little chest or body h... Read full Story
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As Mistress Commands
I remember the first time I was exposed to this world. I was 20, and in my 2nd year of college, majoring in aviation technology. I had been studying my brains out for a paper when I decided to take a break and have some good naughty fun online. I took out the notebook and was goofing off in the chat... Read full Story
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The Bounty Hunter - Working With A Partner
My boss, Carl Bronson, was pleased with the results of my first case, and gave me more jobs over the next few months. In each, I learned from my mistakes and was able to apprehend my target. Even better, I was finally earning some good money and doing something that was worthwhile and, more importan... Read full Story
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Devastating and dominating
Tracy drove the black SUV with her friend Miss K in the passenger side, both of them struggling not to be bored to sleep with the monotonous countryside I-64, the scenery broken up only by the occasional road sign or truck stop. The Madonna CD thumping in the stereo helped matters though, the t... Read full Story
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Marla Makes My Wife
I'm kneeling on the edge of the bed, my stocking-clad wife moaning in ecstasy as my shaft moves in and out of her cum-filled pussy. I watch her breasts jiggle in time with our sex. But what's really driving me mad is the feel of a hard shaft of flesh moving in and out of my ass, complimenting my mov... Read full Story
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Bagging a Bitch with Balls
Watching porn has given me a lot of ideas concerning what to do in bed--and elsewhere. Some of the guys and sluts in X-rated videos do it outdoors--in the woods, a park, poolside, or in a parked car. Some chicks flash their dicks--yeah, I watch shemale movies sometimes, too--in public places, and so... Read full Story
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The Wonderful Adventures of Miss K
Miss K sat near her bedroom window in her pink silk robe, staring off into the late morning skyline in the distance while she held a cup of hot chocolate in one hand and ran the other through her waist length bleached blonde permed hair. The indirect sunlight lent the dark chocolate skin on her sili... 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
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You're Gorgeous and I'm Curious
I love a lady in a short, short skirt, and this lady was wearing one of the shortest I'd ever seen: a bit of sky blue denim that barely reached her upper thighs and left her long, luscious legs mostly in view, covered as they were in just the tightest thigh-high white stockings. She was perched o... 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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Rebound
My story is nothing new, like most girls who used to be boys I knew from an early age that I was different to all my school friends. My dad was a thug of a man, who enjoyed the physical battle of the rugby pitch as much as the post match booze up, but I took after the mother who died giving birth to... Read full Story