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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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Carrie Ann's Delight
Chapter One It was a Friday afternoon that seemed of little consequence. I got up, shaved, cleaned and pampered my body. After my underwear was in place I wore my usual boots, boot socks, jeans and a plaid shirt. The bar at Fulton Street was busy that afternoon when I arrived about 2:00 and every... Read full Story
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Becoming a Sissy Slave
He gave me the choice. He had programmed me for a week and knew which way I would probably choose, but he gave me the choice. I could get out. Or I could continue. It was up to me. On my knees or out the door. It was that easy. Now I had to choose. I guess I should backtrack, first. You ... Read full Story
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A Long Friday Night
Labor Day weekend was coming up. It is the weekend that I let myself go. On this weekend I do something that I save for most of the year. I just do it for myself. This year I was going to try to get a date with a young lady called “Lee”. Let me tell you something’s about me first. ... Read full Story
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Discovering Mistress Sarah's World
Chapter 1: Meeting Mistress Sarah Joe's heart pounded fiercely as he stood at the door to his Mistress's house. He did not expect to be so nervous at his first meeting with her. After all he had known her for over a year. Mistress Sarah had been gracious enough to allow him into her world. He was... Read full Story
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Dormant Desires
As I drifted off to sleep, I recounted the events from the last several hours. I'd flown in to see Allegra earlier that day, desperately needing a vacation from work. She'd been gracious enough to let me stay with her while I unwound and relaxed a little. When the plane landed, I found myself at the... Read full Story
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Something about Danny
What was it about my daughter's boyfriend that turned me on so much? No one characteristic comes to mind. I suppose it was a combination of things. And perhaps a certain time in my life also. I was 52, divorced, alone and quite bored. I had been divorced from my husband Jerry for 12 years and did... Read full Story
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My First Cock
Im just your ordinary guy, night and day watch on this site when im horny. Still havent understood my fascination for this site but im here everyday for the last 4 years. Within that time i have slowly had urges to buy stuff so i bought butt plugs vibrators just to get so i knew who it actually f... Read full Story
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Nikki's Massive Strap-on
A quick recap in case you haven't read my previous stories. My name is Kacey. I'm 20 years old, white, 5'10" and 150 lbs. I have straight, shoulder length dark brown hair, light brown eyes and a thick, 6" cut cock. My girlfriend is Hannah, who also 20 years old and stands 5'10" weighing in at 140 lb... Read full Story
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Seven Lessons Part 2
That night he had many erotic images flood into his dreams, lingerie, fetishwear and sex, lots of sex. Hardcore action of all persuasions had filled his sleeping thoughts with him in both the receiving and giving roles. And then there were the bells, the bells were tolling for him. Actually, as t... Read full Story
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Kelly's first cock
I've been dressing on an off for as far as i can remember, starting when i was at school, coming home early and putting on my mum's lingerie and heels and wanking myself off looking at my reflection in the mirror. However, it wasn't until i went to uni that i started to get into tranny porn, where i... Read full Story
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Flowers in the Heart
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... Read full Story
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Becoming a Cock Worshipper Chapter 2
After sucking Ray he let me use his shower to clean up. He led me upstairs to a rather luxurious master bath, with an enormous marble tub, with expensive looking twin shower heads. Before showering I paused to admire myself in the mirror: I was stunned by my appearance, my lipstick and eyeshadow wer... Read full Story
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Yes Sir
I've been meaning to write this story for some time. It could have easily happened had I taken the initiative but instead, I chickened out. It remains a favorite fantasy of 'what if' though. I hope you enjoy. Saturday evening and I'm sitting in the living room of my small mobile home. Nothing to ... Read full Story
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The New Nii
The bedroom door opened and the two lovers walked down the hall into the living room side by side. Deena was wearing her nightshirt that she wore a lot, and Jeffery was nude, and he picked up his clothes that I had put on the chair and began to get dressed. “Jeffery is going to go and get dinner an... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 13
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... Read full Story
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Growing up CD Part 2
After we left Max, Peter and I fought over who would get to take the magazine home. We decided to tear out some pages so we could have some each. We agreed to catch up the next day and go to his house as his parent were going away for the week. That night after dinner I told mum (dad had left ... Read full Story
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Polish Maid
'You want to get tips,' I explained to Marek, our Polish cleaner, 'You should be more a maid more like her.' Across the street was a girl of about 19, dressed in a fancy dress French maid's costume stumbling home, presumably from a party the night before. She was dressed in a tiny black dress, l... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 4
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... Read full Story
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Admissions
I closed my eyes. I knew what I wanted to say, but was unsure I could get the words out. The silence on the other end of the phone began to become chilling. Finally, incredibly patronizing, "You wanted to make another tape of me dominating the hell out of you, didn't you Steven!" "... Read full Story