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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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Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 12
We woke up many hours later, still intertwined, my morning wood throbbing as Ellie slid inside my panties and wrapped her hand around it. This was a much better way to wake up than usual, and we proceeded to have a really relaxed slow fuck. She reached a much more low key orgasm but I knew I wouldn’... Read full Story
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Clinton
"How many inches?" she asked. "Twelve," he said. "Really?" "Really." "If you're lying, you're just wasting your time." And mine, she thought. "I'm not." "Okay, then. It's a date." Tiffany hoped the jerk was te... Read full Story
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Lost Girlfriend
I was on my way over to see Kelli, my current "squeeze", we'd been dating only a few weeks, but it was working out great so far. We hit it off well at the nightclub and dated a few times at some local hotspots having a good time in each others company. Kelli is a petite, yet medium ta... Read full Story
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Property To Be Pimped
It had been weeks since I'd brought to light my idea of my wife, Suzie, strapping on a big dildo and taking me dressed as Desiree, the Hot to Trot Transvestite. While at first she teased me with possible participation, it never came to be, despite me bringing it up on several occasions. She really d... Read full Story
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For The Sensual
For the sensual, description is everything. The collar. The collar is custom-made; one of two; her request. This particular one matches the corset. The corset—the "bustier." The collar. Literally, no choker here. She is disciplined. Her collars merely evoke ownership. She belongs. Sh... Read full Story
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THE WONDERFUL ADVENTURES OF MISS K: QUEEN OF THE ROAD
Miss K drove the car through the Midwestern countryside, enjoying the early spring breeze that leaked through the SUV's window as it blew through her platinum blonde hair. Her tits were held up by the tight, white, midriff-baring top she wore that stopped just below the lower curve of her tits... Read full Story
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Marilyn's Family Reunion
The warm humid September air blew through the windows of the speeding silver Nissan Pathfinder as it cruised along the Belt Parkway. With the Marshall Mathers LP blaring out the stereo, Sharilynn whipped her SUV along as the wind whipped her ponytail and her plain white t-shirt. As little Mai lay sl... Read full Story
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The best of two Worlds Part 4
After our adventure on the beach Jacqui had a moral and physical hangover for a few days. She would do things to me that went beyond my expectation. She was absolutely fascinated with my cock, giving me head jobs the moment I walked in to the door. Upon my arrival home I would find her half naked, h... Read full Story
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A Perfect Cuckoldress Wife
My wife rose slowly, before lowering herself down his length again. Her head tipped back, she squeezed her breasts, playfully teasing her own nipples. Her eyes opened, lustfully admiring the chiseled ebony body of her lover. Balanced skillfully on her stockinged toes, she began picking up the tempo ... 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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Transsexual Heaven
I grew up in a small town, about an hour north of New York City. I had spent lots of time with Playboy and Penthouse magazine, but was not really active sexually through my teens or college years. I mean, I had steady girlfriends, and had sex, but I wasn't a Casanova type, chasing a different wo... 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