In case you haven't read about me before my name's Marlene and I'm a 28 year old transvestite. I live in Southern California (actually San Diego). I'm 5'9" tall, weigh about 135-140 and was lucky enough to be born with a thin build, narrow hips and shoulders, long legs and a tight ass that I keep that way through hours or work with weights and aerobics. My b...
Chapter 4 10:30 PM Lilly's POV I stopped dead in my tracks as I heard the bushes rustle. My heart was beating real fast. I continued walking then I heard footsteps. I quickly turned around and saw Garth grab me. He had such a devilish smile. "Where do you think you're going?" he said. I tried to break free but he was stronger than me. He pulled me closer t...
Hi, my name is Mike, I have a girlfriend of about a year now, and I really love her. But there is one obsession that I can't shake...my obsession with big tits. Not that my girlfriend isn't beautiful, she is. But I obsess about big bouncy boobs in my head all the time. This is story is about how I quenched my obsession with huge mammaries. I'm a twenty-one...
Stephanie was throwing a party for Danielle's birthday. There was about 50 people there, and a good dj. They made sure he only played punk, ska, and hard rock. They partied until around 1:00, and decided to kick everyone out. The plan was that Danielle was to sleep over after the party. So, they cleaned up, and went to Elena's room. They got dressed into the...
Hello everybody. I know you've heard this before but this is a true story. This happened in the late 1980s so a few details are fuzzy. The names have been changed to protect the innocent, and the guilty. It happened my second semester at Penn State. I'll be using my Jim character from a former story to describe me. It was a Wednesday in early April when the...
We didn't wait long in the driveway before a tall, athletic looking and well-dressed black gentleman in his mid to late thirties approached the taxi and introduced himself as our host. He told us that this would be our last opportunity to change our minds about participating in the day's activities before we entered the home. He asked again if we still agree...
Christina's clothes turned out to be the most concrete clue I've noticed since she's switched jobs. Tight, form-fitting slacks and sweaters regularly punctuate her wardrobe these days. Christina has always kept in shape. She looks great in outfits that emphasize her compact, curvaceous, athletic figure, but the question 'Who is she dressing for?' is increas...
Carl had told me he was having a small get together at his place next week and that I should go. I wasn't really that great friends with Carl; we had worked together on chemistry a few times, and he seemed like a nice guy. The genuine reason I believe he asked me to go was of my girlfriend Rachel. I'd spent that last ten years of my life masturbating to that...
I had just moved into my new apartment. I was having a little housewarming party, invited a few friends, and a couple of the people I work with. I had never been much of a party-goer, so this was my chance to prove how much fun I could be. The party was going well. Everyone had had a few drinks, the music was blasting and most people were tipsy enough to b...
The Professor was an interesting guy when addressing his own subject, forensic pathology, but otherwise, thought Richard, he was as stimulating as a dry hump in Halifax on a wet Whit-Sunday. But because Queenie, Richard's wife, was the Prof's colleague, she had dragged him along to this dinner party in the big house near Regent's Park. Richard's battered old...