Shemales Porn Stories Page 119
I woke up in my room and sandy was gone she said she had to take care of some stuff. I whent to go take a shower sands sex toys wure every were she left a note on my bed.
It said she left me some new toys to play with. So i whent to the shower took off my cloths and started rubing soap on my self as soon as i tuched my ass hole.
I instently started thinking of latosha. I started finger in my ass as the saop whent in my ass it started makeing me feel good. for some reson soap make u feel so good when ur fingering ur ass.
as i did so i started to moan. I got the toy out of the box and starte... Continue»
If one night You don't feel sl**py, that's the kind of thing i could do to help You with that:
You'd be laying on Your bed, in pyjamas, ready for bed, but not sl**p. i would take Your pants off.
First i'd put Your still soft cock in my mouth, feeling it grow bigger on my tongue and sucking it deep and fast. While i am stroking Your cock with the back of my throat i'll be playing with my ass, injecting some lube in it and then inserting a dildo, a long and large one. i would have one hand on the dildo, the other on one of my nipples, and my head bouncing fast and deep on Your pubis.
When You... Continue»
of course, i have no idea whether i'm being a bother and i pray things are going well in your life & i know you must be busy what with many other things...
and i KNOW i must be boring w/these petty details of my life... i'm sure you've surmised my loneliness...
certainly, i don't want to presume and go on & on & on writing my dirty thoughts about exactly what i would do if i got my paws on your hottness again...
thus, this will be my last message to you until i hear from you...
i meant what i said... can't remember the last time i've been happy and/or smiled that much.... Continue»
jasmine had just left the local club and was walking to her favorit street corner. jasmine had an IV league education, was extremely beautifull, having dark tanned skin, having 34 DD breasts, a perfect figure, and perfectly done honey blonde hair. she was smart, sexy, and she was one of the most charming people she knew. so why was she selling herself on a street corner? the reason was simply becuase it pleased her as much as it pleased her customers. she may have convinced herself it was becuase she couldnt find a man that would except her 10 inch "secret" that she hid under her tight mini ... Continue»
You should read the first parts to this as it will set the scene.
The weekend came very quickly, i had been thinking all week about what linda had said and indeed the couple of times we had sex she told me again what was going to happen,
we both got up on saturday morning and over breakfast she said dont forget you have a date later and laughed, i said i doubt it and she gave me her knowing smile, over the course of the day i had lots to get done when about 2,30 the phone rang and linda said hows things i told her i had nearly finished all i had to do, she then said sam has just dropped me b... Continue»
I met Reno at college. He was an ex-doorman, army sergeant, wrestler and an all round big strapping, sexy fucking hunk with a massive cock!I was out with friends when I was introduced to him. He was a mature student and had seen me before in a dance performance. He joked that it was the first time he'd seen me out without Lycra, as he'd often seen me having a cig outside the studio with the girls and we were always in our skintight lycra unitards! He'd even seen me waiting at the bus stop in my green unitard under a short jacket once when he drove past.
'You could have given me a lift!' I jok... Continue»
She awoke to the sickly smell of a woman’s perfume; the silky stockings were still there, but Emma was now naked apart from a chiffon negligee, her hands bound behind her back. The voice of the woman broke the silence.
“Hello again ‘Emma’; that’s a very pretty name you’ve chosen for yourself, we shall soon have you worthy of being Emma, and you’ll soon know your place amongst men, and women.” The woman was sat with her legs crossed in a throne-like chair, no store clothes now, she wore a one-piece black leather bodice which accentuated her mature curves exquisitely, and black seamed panti... Continue»
About two block from the house Ann stated "Tom's Home". It was
then that Tami noticed the pacifier around his neck and in his
mouth. He took it out immediately and saw the two girls in the car
next to them at the stop light smiling.
Since it was a warm day, Ann had the car windows open. Tami
looked at the girls, and now being himself, stated "I'm trying to
"Sure you are," the driver of the other car said, as the light
turned green and she drove off laughing.
"Please Ann, don't do this to me. I'm sorry, I really am,"Tami
"Now you know ... Continue»
The Bondage Whore, by Rachel St. Clair, All Rights Reserved.
Chapter 5 - The Longest Night
Rachel finally started to calm down a bit, and stopped fighting the stock. She was trying her best to relax and take on a "What will be, will be" attitude. "I've got to remind myself to get a valium prescription", she thought. She was sure it was past 5pm now, but had no way to tell. She couldn't see a clock in front of her anywhere. The thought of not having any idea what time it was, how fast or how slow it was passing, was disturbing to Rachel.
She was mentally torturing herself, wondering... Continue»
It was the first time that I met my new master (Sir). We arrange to meet in London at a station, He told me that I had to bring with me my boots and leggings and the contract he had emailed me a week before.
I was getting nerves on the day we were meeting at 2pm and when I met him at the station he had the collar with a lead hanging down so I know that was my new master, I went over to him and said hi SIR, he then took me to the café where we chatted and signed the contract so now I belong to him, I was then told to go and get changed into the boots and leggings. When I returned Sir was havin... Continue»
It all started when the boys in class started calling me sissy...so what if I liked panties and nylons and bras who cared....when mum and dad were at work...I would wear mum’s heels and tights and her double D bra...I was tiny and had long blond curly hair and just the beginning of an o so large dick......and I would put on lipstick and rougue and mascara and smoke a cigarette and stcik pens covered in vsaseline up my arse....and then walk around with that funny little tool and then jack off and cum all the way to the ceiling..
One day I decieded to walk around and go to the local market and ... Continue»
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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»
A NIGHT OUT
A taxi was waiting outside. I was ushered by Richard towards the rear door and he hissed, “Don’t forget you are a girl now Charlotte and you should have been taught how to get into a taxi” In a haze of nervousness I did as I had been told. I tried to follow Renata’s instructions but it was not so easy with a real car. Richard got in the other side and issued some instructions to the driver about the centre of Roma.
He sat close to me and was holding my hand down close to my left leg with my other hand I tried to pull my dress down but still there was a huge expanse of silk... Continue»
‘My goodness!’ she exclaimed, ‘It appears that you've had an accident, youngster. You'd better come home with me so that we can make you presentable. It's quite safe, 'cos I live in the big house in the woods on the other side of the hill behind the toilets. Come along, now,’ and taking Colin's hand she led the surprised and unresisting boy through the copse.
Of course he had seen the house before. It was something that he had known about all his life; at various stages he was afraid of it, curious about it and – recently – ignored it. It could be best defined as an Edw... Continue»
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When fiction becomes fiction.
This story is based on a French advertising for a band of chocolat biscuits, and is dedicated to Steffaniels one of the most beautiful French Crossdress. I have translated my story from French to English. And I'm sorry if some misunderstandings are still present.
French link: http://xhamster.com/user/Stephaniedecouverte_/posts/137220.html
Enjoy the story, Sweet kisses.
It's 5:00pm, the bank is closing in 10 minutes. Everything seems quiet, Steffaniels is taking a chocolat biscuite from her desk. She h... Continue»
Trapped and Trained Ch. 14
It had been thirteen days since my last outing. Thirteen days since I was f***ed to sit in the middle of a bukkake of dozens and dozens of men, feeling the warmth of their sticky semen drizzling down my cheeks and chin, dripping steadily onto my exposed, and now pierced, breasts before being made to clean it all off, swallowing every last drop. Thirteen days of being trapped in this prison of an apartment, a place I used to call home but now call hell. Thirteen days...
I wish I could say that I'd been left alone, but I was kept on a meticulous schedule. Through t... Continue»
I lick my lips and taste the gorgeous deep red lipstick applied so carefully; I glance at my image reflected in the minicab windows and gaze at the evening revellers as they make their way to the clubs and bars in London’s West End. I am amazed that here I am dressed as a complete slut in an off-the-shoulder asymmetric short pink dress, showing a yard of chocolate coloured, fully fashioned seamed stockinged legs, killer 5” heels and ankle chain. The transformation having occurred just a few hours before; this was in London’s East End at a dressing service that exists for only for us ‘special... Continue»
As Sandy pulled into the drive of Aunt Jane’ s house, Tara turned from the front passenger seat and eyed the forlorn looking sissy seated centrally between her two s****rs with some satisfaction.
“It’s a good thing your friend can stay with you tonight to console you; of course I’d have done the same if she were not staying.” She and the s****rs who sandwiched Bella, all sniggered sarcastically at the sheer comedy of the thought. Bella maintained a look of hopeless nonchalance as she gazed aimlessly through the window as Sandy applied the handbrake. The s****rs alighted from the vehicle ... Continue»
Dinner was seamless, the food, the music, the wine, the company. Tony’s out of town business meetings were usually painful, in that he hated living out of a suitcase and eating alone in overpriced restaurants. This trip, he was enjoying every second of it. He’d met up with Chantal, a woman he’d met online a few months back. They’d hit it off and started talking on the phone. It was a casual thing; neither of them stopped seeing the people in their lives and neither of them had a desire to take the relationship to a different level. They both enjoyed the same kinks, they had some late... Continue»