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SISSY AWAKENING
- Trou de gloire du sex-shop - "Hey bébé, quand est-ce que tu rentres à la maison?" le message texte bourdonnait doucement. Sortant discrètement le téléphone de ma poche, je tape "Même heure que d'habitude, juste après 5 heures, pourquoi... quoi de neuf ?" C'est mon amante Sarah, ma meilleu... Read full Story
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LE PATRON DE MA MÈRE
Comme tous les seniors de 18 ans, je vivais vite et chassais le cul. Ma vie avait été une ligne forte entre ce que mon esprit pensait que je devais faire et ce que ma bite voulait que je fasse. C'est pourquoi je suis chez la fille la plus salope de l'école. Elle suce ma bite comme si c'était un Toot... Read full Story
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Be My Bitch
After a long day at work, I get in my car, and look forward to the long drive home. It gives me time to unwind and relax. I try to forget about the hectic office and concentrate on my beautiful girlfriend waiting at home with that warm smile that she greets me with when I get there. However, tod... Read full Story
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A Perfect Pandemic: A Transsexual Transition in a Troubled Time
A Perfect Pandemic A Transsexual Transition in a Troubled Time A Novelette by Alexandra Rios Text Copyright Reserved © August, 2021 Dedication Transgender Day of Remembrance is a solemn occasion. I am offering “A Perfect Pandemic” for free as an antidote to the fear, phobia, discrimination, d... Read full Story
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JOLIE EN ROSE ⚧️ ⚧️
« Oh, allez ! » Je gémis, cherchant frénétiquement le fond de mon sac à main. « J'ai mis ces connards ici il y a deux secondes ! Cela m'a pris encore quelques minutes angoissantes, mais finalement, j'ai trouvé les clés de ma maison. D'une manière ou d'une autre, j'avais réussi à déchirer la doubl... 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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Debbie Part 1
He had gotten a job with a large company doing odd jobs, mostly filing papers and bringing out mail. It wasn't much, but it was enough to pay for a small one-room apartment on the seedier side of town. Since he was still very shy from his experiences in high school he hadn't made any friends yet, bu... Read full Story
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Date With A Mistress Part 2
The week went rather slow for Patrick and he was anticipating Friday night. He didn’t know what would happen as he picked up the phone. He dialed the number with trembling hands. When the phone rang the person on the other end told him to call back in an hour as the Mistress wasn’t at ho... 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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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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CRÉER GINGER ⚧️ ⚧️
Comme vous pouvez l'imaginer, je suis contacté par plusieurs personnes concernant des histoires. La plupart d'entre eux sont des poules mouillées qui ont du mal à trouver un Domme, et pendant que je joue avec eux pendant un certain temps, ils disparaissent généralement après environ 6 mois ou parten... Read full Story
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Filthy Little Beast Part 2
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... 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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Dear Diary
It's now been one year since mother passed away. I still miss her terribly and think of her each day. I also feel ashamed at times when I just wish she were still here to protect me from father and to intervene. His hate for me seems to grow each day and he told me the day I turn eighteen I will be ... 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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Fetish Club With Shemales
The smell of rubber and latex and the combination of the strobe lighting was overpowering, the techno sound of the club just added to the already intoxicated atmosphere of the place. The club was a frenzy of half naked, latexed, rubberised bodies covered in sweat dancing to the frenzied sound of tec... Read full Story
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The club
The smell of rubber and latex and the combination of the strobe lighting was overpowering, the techno sound of the club just added to the already intoxicated atmosphere of the place. The club was a frenzy of half naked, latexed, rubberised bodies covered in sweat dancing to the frenzied sound of tec... Read full Story
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Fetish party with a twist
The smell of rubber and latex and the combination of the strobe lighting was overpowering, the techno sound of the club just added to the already intoxicated atmosphere of the place. The club was a frenzy of half naked, latexed, rubberised bodies covered in sweat dancing to the frenzied sound of tec... Read full Story
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David to Dee
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... 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