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Once upon a time
There was a regular boy, who was always fascinated by women, but one day (casually) discovered the dirty and horny world of the "third way" of sex, the fantastic shemale-ladyboy-tranny universe, and it was like a shock for him, a very sweet shock, he never believed or thought in exciting himself by watching a girl with a cock, but instead that new world electrified him, and made himself very curious about these she-males, widening his love above women and becoming a real sex pig and an orgasm addict.
Well, that regular boy was me. I consider myself as ... Continue»
This is the first part of a story about a girl who discovers not only her lesbian side, but also discovers more than she expected about her s****r..................and how her feelings toward, and relationship with, her s****r changed at the same time.................
MY s****r AND ME
My name is Danni. I am a 19 year old girl, living with my s****r in her comfortable flat on the outskirts of London.
I am a normal girl, with a healthy interest in sex, having had several sexual partners, all men, and having enjoyed what I feel to be a fairly varied but exciting sex life. I am not... Continue»
I was a great day to take a walk in the wild.
Walking for an hour i saw a woman sitting down , smelling the flowers.
I walked closer.
- Hi, what is your name , i asked.
She just looked at me.
Then she stood up.
Wow she had no panties or underwear on.
She started to walk in front of me.
- Well girl , you cant walk around like that , almost naked, i said.
She turned around.
- Why not , she asked.
- Well some dirty guy like me maybe ... Continue»
My dad had been sick in cancer for a long time.
I drove by his house everyday to give him something to eat.
This day was like every other day.
I finished work and drove by the grocery store.
As i parked outside his house, i noticed a old european car outside his house.
Didnt think much about it as a walked to dads front door and rang the doorbell.
I just heard dads voice "Come in , son!! "
Entered the old house and walked in the kitchen.
I put the beers and the chickenwings in the fridge.
- Come in son, dad screamed.
I walk to his bedroom.
And he wasnt alone !!
I was tied to his dining room table. His wife and k**s ate at this table. My hands and feet were tied to the table legs, and he had tied up my huge breasts and atatched nipple clamps.
My pussy was on full show and i was sopping wet. Master was stood up infront of me, admiring his work. On the cabinet, there was a row of the toys he planned to use on me. A paddle, weights for the nipple clamps, and a...toilet brush? oh god, what had he got planned?
Master stroked my inner thighs, working his way to my pussy. He laughed when he saw i was soaking.
"My pet, I have a special treat for... Continue»
Chrissie – the submissive cumslut
I met James and Rob at xhamster and seemed to click straight away. In fact to tell you the truth they turned me on and I’m sure I had the same effect on them. Being submissive when they started telling me what they were going to do to me it turned me on even more so when they said they would arrange to meet in a hotel I was unable to resist.
We arranged to meet at 7pm in a hotel in Bristol and Rob had booked a room. They both new I was submissive and the thought that they were in control had been arousing me for days. Unknown to me the two guys had alrea... Continue»
Madonna didn't enjoy these charity ceremonies, but she did like the after show parties, and tonight, with Guy away filming in LA and the k**s staying with their nanny, she decided to let her hair down and give it a go. The limo dropped her off at the end of the red carpet, and she was met by a battery of flashlights from the assembled paparazzi that were fighting amongst themselves to get the pictures of her that would be splashed across tomorrow's newspapers. Members of the public cheered in delight at the world famous icon. Madonna waved and blew kisses to them, while disappearing through th... Continue»
My name is Peter Morris and this is my story. I
really don't quite know where I should begin. You see I've
kept a kind of journal over the last few months in which I
jotted down notes on things that've happen to me. I did so
in an attempt to try to make sense out of the various
predicaments I've found myself in. I know this may not
make sense, so let me give you some background on me and
tell you my story since you've been good enough to at least
pick this up to read.
My wife and I were married three years ago. Her name
is Paula. She was more than the woman of my drea... Continue»
It was mid-morning and a CD friend was passing through, I got a text asking if I wanted my cock sucking, well I don't need asking twice lol. I told Jo that I wouldn't be able to dress up, she said that was no problem. We were to meet in a layby on the A30 just up from Chiverton Cross, at the time there were roadworks taking place so the traffic was not moving very fast. As I drove to meet Jo my heart was racing and I was trembling with excitement and fear, this was to be the first time I had met with a crossdressser. I pulled up in front of her crewcab pickup she was using to do a delivery.... Continue»
Looking back, perhaps none of what happened is all that surprising. I can see now how circumstances fell into place like the pieces of a jigsaw, or perhaps like the meshing gears of a machine. Cause and effect with a dash of human weakness.
The weekend of my 18th birthday, my mother, my father and I had been out for dinner to celebrate my milestone. It was a pretty posh affair: a table for three in the most expensive restaurant in town My mother wore a very attractive new dress and my father and I were fully suited and booted. I have to admit that formal attire is generally none of my busi... Continue»
My father had never, to my memory, been a healthy man, and he had long been quite sick before he died when I was sixteen. Mum had been a nurse when she met dad; he had been hospitalised for a minor operation, and I believe it was one of those fictional "nurse/patient" relationships. There's no doubt that dad was a good looking guy before his final illness set in, and Mum had told me he could be quite charming and sometimes downright irresistible.
I had never had a mature relationship with Dad; his illness prevented that, but he was always kind and supportive towards me. So wa... Continue»
The room was dark with only candles illuminating the
tables as I walked inside the restaurant. My heart was
racing as I contemplated what I was getting myself into.
I had agreed to meet a couple at the restaurant to see if
I met their screening criteria to join them in a
rendezvous for sex. This meeting was set up via an online
chat room and we had never seen each other. We planned to
have dinner together and then decide if we were
compatible and we would take it from there.
My eyes almost popped out of my head as a tall redhead
with a black evening dress walked up and ask... Continue»
An overnight stay
“I just don’t believe it,” said Lorraine as she looked in the mini-bar of the hotel room.
“Not a thing to drink, this certainly is a cut-price doss house.”
“We’ve had such a fab time so far, it seems a shame to spoil it now,” I commented.
“So what do you want to do then,” asked Carl.
“We could always go and get something to drink, if you want us to,” added Andy as he stood by the door of what was laughingly called the en-suite bathroom.
I checked my watch, only 10:30pm, much too early to finish our evening.
The four of us had met up at JoJo’s, a club in... Continue»
Pulling against the chains that secured her arms over her head, Sasha whimpered in frustraition
yet again. Her bonds hardly rattled at all as she shook and twisted her body to try and get free.
All she succeeded in doing though was making her heavy tits jiggle and bounce painfully. Alone
and naked save for the few cow patterned garments her mistress had allowed her, Sasha cried
softly in the darkened room. Her breasts were swollen with milk, now each one was larger than
her head! Pink bands had been tied to the base of her nipples, preventing any of her milk from
leaking out.... Continue»
A recap. I am an 18 year old high school student on the school’s baseball team. Coach H, my baseball coach, is in his late 50’s, has a hairy athletic body, and a large veiny cock. Coach H caught me masturbating in the locker room after a late Friday practice. He told me that masturbation was natural before he joined me. We ended up in his office where he fucked me in the ass after tongue fucking my hole. Afterwards Coach H told me that that if I felt like masturbating with him again to just ask. I asked him the next Friday. Coach H eventually fucked me in the ass again. He told me it ... Continue»
Bud Packer looked over his naked 71 year-old body in the mirror. White hair covered his chest, down to his small belly and his pubes, overgrown, yet manageable given his large balls and cock. His wife Dorothy had passed away two days before, but they hadn't had sex in years. He remembered the first time they made love in the locker room in high school. He pulled her, clothed, into the water. Her young nipples pushed out against her wet shirt. They kissed as he slid inside her. She began to moan; Bud drew his arms down her back, both of them now naked in the shower, really fucking for the first... Continue»
I’d been called to his office to discuss something. He was busy so he asked me to sit down. The chair was at his desk opposite him. I looked around as he finished what he was writing. It was then I noticed a partially covered picture on his desk of a hunky man, a light hairy chest and abs to die for. The trail of hair went down further but was obscured by some papers over the top. I was dead keen to see the rest, so tried to move the papers on top but they were being held in place by other papers on top also.
I had always had a bit of crush on the coach, and had been lucky enough to... Continue»
Moira lived in the top floor, North end flat in a six flat block near the University. Being so close to the school, many girls in the block were in classes. The only man living in the building lived in the lower South corner. None of the girls knew his name, only that he worked overnights and slept all day. They did their collective best to not bother him and he gave them all the same respect.
Moira didn't attend any classes. Instead, she worked days at a local shop, usually home in time for tea. Like most of the building's residents, she kept mainly to herself, but gave a friendly 'hello' ... Continue»
I went home directly from work the day Donna and I had sex in the company warehouse, anxious for our dinner date later that evening. My "aunt" Lorene was out of town for a week on a buying trip, so I was lonely and a bit horny. Donna called about thirty minutes after I got home to say she had to rain-check our dinner date because the heat and her birth control pills were making her ill. I told her we would plan for another evening, and hung up...totally disappointed. I made myself dinner, then sat around watching TV and thinking how nice a female body would feel. About 11:30 P.M., I heard a ca... Continue»
I was really young at the time, only 11 or 12, and i'd heard about a cottage (gay toilet) nearby and was really interested. A few times i had tried to tell myself to go but couldn't bring myself to do it, until one saturday afternoon.
It was a pretty average day and i told my parents that i was just 'going out' and jumped on the bus to my local cottage. once i got inside the smell of piss was nearly overwhelming, you could almost taste it, but i went straight to the urinals anyway. There were to of them long urinals, the ones mounted on the wall, enough room for 3 people each, and they were... Continue»