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The Perversion of Bev - Part 1: The Beginning
“Some fucking romantic weekend this is turning out to be” thought Bev as she sat alone in the hotel room. Phil had told her he’d booked something special to celebrate their Silver Wedding anniversary and she’d been so looking forward to a weekend away without the kids. The fi... Read full Story
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Epiphany
My girlfriend Tonya was out of town for the weekend. She was meeting some college friends and going shopping and carousing in the city. A typical girls' weekend. I kissed her good bye at about 4:30 pm on Friday. We had become pretty close in the year that we had been dating. She was a cute blonde wi... Read full Story
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Would You
'Would you...?' 'Look the part to play the part....' 1 5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her sk... Read full Story
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Marcia Goes Back to School
Marcia was painfully nervous. She hadn't been able to eat very much in days. The upside was she was even skinnier which would make Mistress and her husband very happy. She'd always been thin and on the diet Mistress Carol had her on she was already thinner than she dreamed possible. Her anxious stom... Read full Story
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The Society
I met her during the summer. I was only nineteen and working to save some money for college. I had been raised by my grandparents who had both passed away over the past year. After the burial costs I was far from wealthy. My parents weren't around so I was on my own at a young age. I had moved a cou... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 5
Most of my classmates celebrated the first Saturday after the beginning of classes in hedonistic leisure, nursing hangovers and playing Frisbee on the Quad. But I spent the morning plotting my escape from this dangerous, macho dormitory, studying want ads and making appointments to look at studios o... 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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Silk Scarf
Michael sat at the table playing with his drink. He’d gotten his first real paycheck today and decided he deserved a dinner in the best restaurant he could afford. Of course which what they were paying entry level trainees at Donaldson & Rhobes, his choices quickly narrowed to a few. So he... 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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Be Careful in the Park
One was jet black; he looked the oldest, wearing white rugby style shorts and a black T. The youngest looking was also coloured, more a coffee colour, in his case wearing denim shorts and a polo shirt. The others were white but standing more in the shadow so I couldn't make them out so clearly at th... Read full Story
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Kits Adventures in the North
**Crossdress Story** It had been about six months since I'd had any chance to dress, any chance to feel sexy and been even longer since I had any kind of sexual contact. Work tends to do that; gets in the way and screws about with "me" time. Luckily, though, it was only a temporary job... Read full Story
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Black Master, white sissy Part 1
Every one who saw me at work used to think I was Mr. Clean, Mr. Respectable. I work in advertising and I used to model my appearance on the sort of guys you find between the pages of GQ. Very American, very preppy. I was a nice middle-class boy with a nice expensive haircut and a nice expensive suit... 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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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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Brazilian Heat
At twenty-six I did something I had been trying to do since I was eighteen. I finally took the vacation I wanted. Ever since my freshman year of college I had been trying to get to Brazil for spring break. Spring Breaks came and went and never once did I make it to Brazil. All I knew was that I was ... Read full Story
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What Lies Beneath (Part 1)
A RENDEZVOUS WITH SUZY – What Lies Beneath (Part 1) It had been a busy last day of the week in the office and I had started something that needed a little more time to complete. The office was quiet with most people having already left. It was a great opportunity to finish with no interruptions or ... Read full Story
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First Time S & M Whore
Suellen certainly looked the part of a cheap S & M whore: black seamed hose, shiny pink patent 5 inch heels, a black leather miniskirt, and a translucent white nylon blouse that clearly showed the black bra underneath. Her long blonde hair swayed seductively and naturally. Well the hair was natu... Read full Story
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Encyclopedia Erotica By The Fan
It was a normal-looking enough place. A small town in California. Looking at it, no one would ever guess it sat on the hellmouth. The Mouth of Hell. A portal to a multitude of dimensions filled with horrors and wonders. Many things came to the Hellmouth, drawn by its power. Vampires. Demons. Mon... Read full Story
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Virgin Slut Cravings.
There have been so many times that I have had to hide how I felt because I lived my life denying who I was. I was a closet queen who was pretending to be normal. Some might have guessed my secret if they were observant. I didn't do things that other boys my age did. I love hanging out at home like a... Read full Story