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A Close Encounter of the...
Another great tape and another great yank of the crank. Yea, she-males were pretty hot, Tom thought as he hit the eject bottom on the tape deck, but where on earth would he really find one? He had little doubt that if he did find a place where they hung out that there would be more than a few with a... Read full Story
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A Game within a Game Part 1
Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... Read full Story
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Jenna & Stephen Part 1
Jenna and I have been friends for nearly 15 years. We dated ever so briefly about 12 years ago, but nothing more than kissing and heavy petting occurred before she decided it wasn't going to work out. At the time I was heart-broken, but looking back now, I realize she was correct that we weren't rig... 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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How I Became a Tranny Whore
When I was 30 with children at home I would get dressed in the bedroom. When it was time to leave the wife would take the children off for ice cream and as soon as they were out of the drive way I would head for my car. Of course when I returned home the children would be a sleep. The plan worked fo... Read full Story
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Francis Meets a Black Stud Part 2
The first story was easy and this one went by pretty well. If you have any thoughts or suggestions for where Francis should go in installment #3 email me. I will respond to your email and sometimes I will send out previews of what I am working on if you treat me right. Thanks. As I was walking to... Read full Story
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Anastasia's Life
Chapter 1: Humbling Beginnings My story starts where most every crossdresser's story starts. It starts somewhere around the time I was an infant. I can remember, not to mention being told several thousand times that my choice of toys as a child was dolls, strollers, dress up and tea parties, Barb... Read full Story
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Passion in the Rough
Tonight, I was searching in vain for a parking place close to the club, but unfortunately, I had arrived late and there were no empty spaces close by. I drove around and went down several streets in the same block until I found an empty spot. That was perfect I thought as I found a parking place and... 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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The Grass Ain't Always Greener...
Lawn care takes an unexpected voyeurism and exhibitionism masturbation detour I cut grass, mow lawns, manicure shrubs, trim bushes, and plant trees. Right handed and always trimming from the right side, I've never been a switch hitter when using my hedge trimmer, if you know what I mean. Always ... Read full Story
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Nylon teasers
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... Read full Story
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A Fetish Doll For Mommy
There is a very old saying," Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it." My fathers name had been James Bradley. He had been a CEO of a top Wall Street investment firm. My father didn't climb to the top by being a good guy. He was a total prick who would stab anyone he had... Read full Story
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Rachel and Chris - followup for Crissy
“Crissy!” I shouted at you as you peered out of the closet door. “What in the hell are you doing spying on Rachel and me?” I asked. Before you could answer, you saw my hard cock pull out of your sister’s pussy, covered in shiny sweet juice. You knew you wanted it ... 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