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The Bondage Whore, by Rachel St. Clair, All Rights Reserved.
Chapter 6 - A Visit from Randy
Rachel was thrilled to see her friend and old streetwalking regular from days past, step around the stock. He immediately popped out the gag, and gave Rachel a friendly kiss. Rachel melted.
"So glad to see you Randy! Although I feel a little embarrassed to have you see me like this."
"Hey sweetie, c'mon, I know what you do. And I must say, WOW, what a view." Randy took a step back and around the stock, enjoying and taking in the entire picture. "Yup, wow! Don't know quite ... Continue»
I work at a ladies shoe store at a large metropolitan mall.
My name is Jillian, though my friends all call me Jilly.
Those same friends also say that I am blessed with a
beautiful face, and an athletic body! Pretty heady for a 30
year old woman whose ideas of athletics never got beyond
sports illustrated and Cosmo! But friends tend to flatter,
that is why we are still friends! I tend to dress with a
flare towards teasing. You see I always wear my skirts and
dresses a bit shorter than fashion demands, and I always
wear sheer reinf***ed heel and toe stockings. A habit
started by a ... Continue»
Where do I start?
How about at the beginning. My name is Cal I am divorced and living alone. I am not a bad catch I am five foot eleven, short black hair, green eyes and no visible scars. I am a regular at the gym so I am in shape but not ripped. A seven inch uncut cock that I can use well. I dress nicely and have a good job.
My friends Don and Lisa were feeling sorry for me they knew how ugly my divorce was and how lonely I was so they invited me to their pool party last weekend. They said there would be some single women there and I might find someone I like.
Okay, I thought at... Continue»
I’d known Kelly for most of my life. Growing up I spent most of my time at her mother’s house. It was a way to escape and avoid my parents constant arguing and fighting. It was a pretty well established fact that Kelly was lesbian early in Junior High School. Her mom and I became quite close as I was rapidly replacing the little girlie daughter she was losing to an ever increasing “butch-ness”.
By twelve years old I essentially become like a member of their f****y. Over the next few years they had the opportunity to watch me morph from a small frail Christopher into a pretty, petite and... Continue»
This has always been a dream of mine to do bare back with a few guys same night. Plans are in progress for this fall to make it happen. Have list of contacts from craigs list that i've been posting to contact when I come up with a date and place at a motel close to my home town. September is usualy when I start shaving my body hair again thru spring being all my summer activities are over.
MY PLANS IN PROGRESS-will post movie and story after event.
I have around 30 guys on list and still adding letting them know ALMOST exactly what I'm looking for if we meet, I know only a few guys w... Continue»
Bar Trap 2 (Part time whore)
I was supposed to put on heavy makeup. Starting with the foundation, I
applied a generous layer of a brand especially designed for the use on
stage, that did a very good job covering up any dark shadows. After I
was satisfied with the effect, I used a brush to put on powder and make
it all smooth and feminine.
Next I did my eyes, first with a black eyeliner on the lower lid, then
a white, thicker one on the upper lid. Black shadow followed, and white
towards the eyebrows. Three coats of mascara on both lashes to make me
subtly wink with them at anyone ... Continue»
"Call Me" (a Chrissie Conway story)
Shortly after I'd finished college I had a job with an import-export business whose main office was located
near the cultural center. This area of the city was home to a small arts college, a large public library, several bookstores
a small upscale hotel and a couple museums. I often spent my lunch hour in the tea room of the art museum. The tea room
was actually an open air courtyard located in the center of the museum building. Besides providing a peaceful setting
where you could enjoy a light lunch, the place always seemed to be a good place for... Continue»
I only went into the bar on that stormy winters night because I was drenched, and I had to get out of the rain.
As I walked in a soft dark voice beside me said “Oh you're wet, you should get out of those clothes.” I turned and saw a lovely lady sitting at a corner table near the door.
Well I'm not the ugliest bloke in the world, but it's the first time an absolutely gorgeous woman has told me to take my clothes off as an opening line!
I told her I was very flattered by her invitation. I saw she was alone so I asked if I could buy her a drink?
She said “That would be nice.” So I... Continue»
Mary got up and left the room, closing the door behind her. Well it was supposed to be a midday call, have sex and go home, but as my tied body looked out of the window I saw night drawing in. Then to my horror car headlights reflecting into the room, someone had just pulled up on the driveway and I remembered Mary was married…
What the hell was I going to do? Mary had always been honest with me and I knew what I was getting into, I don’t know what this man, her husband was like but what the hell would he think of. Here lay on his marital bed was a young guy, probably young enough to be his... Continue»
This is part two of the story. Please remember I did not write this story
I love it so much that I want to post it and share it with the rest of you. If you want to show some appreciation please give it to the original author her email is at the bottom of the story.
The wrong bus, Part 2
By Sissy Trisha
I woke up with my alarm ringing in my ear and jumped out of bed realizing
I was still wearing my bra and panties from yesterday. Suddenly the
entire day flashed back in my head, being caught by Master Harold and
blackmailed into being his sissy slut at his house. The humi... Continue»
I had a serious crush on the postal lady, I would wait on her until I saw that she was coming and then I would either make up some reason to go outside and exchange words with her or I would watch naked from inside of my house. I know it sounds perverted but I just couldn’t get enough of her. Her name was Marla. Obviously, she wore the whole postal get-up with the blue shorter than usual shorts on a daily basis. Usually the post ladies when they wore shorts they would come to the knee, Marla’s came to the mid thigh and were very tight and revealing. She was African-American and had sugar brown... Continue»
so I had been visiting Linda for about 8 weeks. Every oportunity I got. My mom was none the wiser. I'd invented a girlfriend that I was seeing. Linda had backed up this story by telling mom that she had seen me with her.
little did she know I was visiting her best friend to dress up as a whore every chance i got.
Linda had had to lay down some ground rules. I had to dress in the outfit she had picked out for me as soon as I entered her house. She would watch me dress.
Linda insisted I wear suspenders and stockings. I was fine with this as i just loved the look of my cock, framed by la... Continue»
I have been happily married to my sexy Thai wife Lisa
for three years now. My wife is Thai is petite (5'1")
with a stunning figure, a tight ass and long waist
length black hair. We had met in a bar in Thailand and
subsequently we were married back here in the UK. She
was very loving with me but not very sexually
My attractive wife and I have sex often as we watch
porno movies. Often we role play and we fantasize about
my wife fucking other guys. Since my visit to Thailand I
often dreamed of a beautiful Thai Ladyboy chick joining
us for a fuck too.
When ... Continue»
So, after my first time wearing panties I had to do it again and again. I only had the one pair that I had gotten fromn the neighbor girl and wanted more. When I saw her the next day she ask me what I had done with her panties, I had hand washed them in my bathroom sink and hid them to dry. I did not wear them again hopeing she would give me another pair. I told her I had forgotten all about them but since all of my boxers were in the laundry I did not have any underwear on. She blushed and said she would just have to loan me another pair of her panties. I think she just wanted to see me witho... Continue»
(A story written by a friend) Hope you like it!
Camilla took a few steps out the door of her balcony to get a feel for the temperature. Thankfully it was cool out. It had been a hot day, which meant a cool night was welcomed.
She closed the door and pulled out a pair of gold hoop earrings. She was suffering from a mild case of the jitters. There was a date on the agenda tonight with a guy she'd been seeing for a couple months now. Camilla kicked a pair of high heels out of her closet while fastening the earrings.
A date was a big deal for Camilla. Even though she'd been out of schoo... Continue»
So how did you become a gurl?
That's the question almost everyone I meet or chat with asks me... how did you become such a sexy transvestite, when did you figure it out, when did you learn you liked cock.
I actually love the question, because it turns me on to answer it.
When I was 15 or 16 I used to sneak into my parents room, find my dad's stash of Playboys and jack off to them. The girls were sooooo beauitful, I just couldn't believe it. I wanted to see and touch one, which led -- I guess this is common among us gurls -- to digging into my Mom's stuff.
When I was left alone I w... Continue»
I was anticipating Marla's return from her work related trip out of town for a week. She was due to arrive around four in the afternoon. I wanted to make sure I was ready, so I spent the day preparing myself. I took a long hot bubble bath and made sure I was completely shaved. I sprayed on body spray and applied my make up and fixed my hair. Next I picked out my outfit, tonight would be my catholic school girl uniform. It starts with my white satin crochless panties with rows of little pink ruffles on the back. Marla always likes it when we have our love sessions in panties, and the cro... Continue»
Let me start out by saying that I was very much in the closet about my dressing and the fun I have when I'm dressed when this happened. But more and more I kept fantasizing about one of my male friends. He's very good looking and keeps in shape by jogging every day. Several of the times we've gone out boating him and I ended up skinny dipping, so I've got to see his cock several times and have secretly wished I could get him to screw Kristy. He's been divorced for about 5 years and doesn't go out much, and several times he's told me he hasn't been with a... Continue»
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»
Peggy and Me
We all lay together for a while until Mom told us she had to get up, it was lunch time. We had not heard from Bobby or Dad and I was getting hungry. "You two just stay here, I will make some sandwiches. Back in a minute"
Just as Mom left Peggy rolled onto her side facing me, "That was so nice kissing your Mom.........., will you kiss me, down there?".
My feelings were still mixed up, but I did want to. I could show her what Mom had taught me. When I moved to get between her legs she stopped me. "No together, I want to suck your cock at the same time, you know".
Peggy p... Continue»