It's late, but not a long walk to your apartment. It's not a familiar part of town to you, but the GPS has yet to steer you wrong, and it's still moderately light out, in spite of the hour. A left turn here, crossing the street, and then it should just be a few more blocks until you're home and able to kick back and relax. You're dressed in normal attire, a...
If I were not afraid of shame and assuming practicality is no issue, I'd turn myself into a piece of fuck-meat for well-hung trannies. I'd have an army of the world's most beautiful and well-hung chicks with dicks living in my mansion. I suppose they'd receive a salary as an employee of mine and not be slaves or something. But I'd say I'd need about 500 tran...
A Halloween Sex Tale Fucking rain on Halloween. Isn't that like, a double curse? The one night when the dead are supposed to rule the earth… and they make it rain. "Light my cigarette, Gerry." Trisha cooed to me. "Sure thing, tootz," I said, in character. Well, sort of. She was Ms. Marilyn Monroe after all. And I was… sort of a Gerry…...
Prologue.... Six Months Later In the back of her dim witted mind, she knew that something was not quite right. In the back of her throat, she knew that Steve Lombard's long hard cock felt so very very good.. If her mouth had been empty... if his balls had not been slapping her chin, Gemmy would have squealed in delight. "Oh Stevie... feed me your dick! Cr...
Margie was talking to a guy from IT when Mrs. Gleaves approached. The boss's wife was elegant and stunning in a full length black sheathe that indicated almost no breast and no rear. Though her short cocktail dress was not quite so elegant, Margie felt she more than made up for it in tits and ass. Mrs. Gleaves spoke to the two of them, but turned to Margie,...
You are John, a young college student. A scrawny, nerdy looking-kid with glasses, very awkward personality and thus still a virgin. In fact, the only things you had been blessed with was high intelligence, and an enormous sex-organ, but that was of no use when it came to girls. At least, not until they actually reached into your pants. You had kissed a girl...
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Being in College can be a great thing, but it can also really drive you nuts. Take me for example. I'm 19, never been fucked and seeing all the lovely twenty-somethings walking around here makes my dick jump so much that my pants are almost bursting sometimes. No other women can make me feel like that except for Julie. Julie's a smoking girl. She's little...
I strutted into the bedroom, my seamed nylon stockings swishing beneath my evening gown, a cloud of expensive perfume surrounding me. I stopped and placed a gloved hand on my satin hip. "Well," I asked seductively. "Do you like what you see?" He stared at me and took the cigar out of his mouth. "My god," he muttered. "You look incredible." "Incredibly edi...
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