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Abby's Ascension Ch. 04

by effjoo on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Abby walked rapidly through the empty, dark corridor heading back toward the dance floor from the bathroom. She was fuming mad at herself, and beginning to feel nervous that people were staring at her. The voice whispered in her mind, "calm down, just blend in." She understood what the voice really meant and pushed through her anxiety to will her body to sh...

The Vassal Academy Ch. 07

by SavannahMann on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Part 07: Recruiting the Apprentice Trainer Ann parked her car in front of the house of perversion, and got out of the car. She was slightly surprised that Jeannette, the ever present lead slave wasn't waiting for her. Ann shrugged, perhaps she's tied up somewhere, and then realizing that could be literally true here at the Vassal Academy she groaned. Gettin...

Red Pt. 03

by aausaheb on Jan 8, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

*Sometimes our heart reacts in ways we would have never imagined. Certain keys unlock certain lockers in our brain, which we never knew existed, and new caves reveal themselves; caves that are waiting to be explored. This is a continuation of the adventure Avi wanted to go on but has now gotten Shana interested and excited. To see how the unknown winds drag...

A Drive in the Country

by tonyatll on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

It had been a rare hot dry day and the evening promised to be hot as well. Toni the lovely CD I have met down here in Wales arrived as arranged just before dusk in his car to collect me and take me somewhere secluded he had found for some outdoor fun. We drove about a mile before Toni pulled over and quickly removed his trousers before getting back in and d...

A Much-Needed Second Vacation Ch. 02

by Well_hung_Well_off on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

As we prepared to leave our hotel room to head over to Jill's house for dinner, a little business, and hopefully a lot of pleasure, I waited patiently (as always) as Claire put the finishing touches on her face and hair. She is unbelievably beautiful, and I tell her every chance I get, but she still insists on make-up, and all the accessories she feels is ne...

If I Did It- - -And I Did Ch. 03

by Marlene on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I never called the guy from the bookstore and never went back to that particular store again. I was really conflicted as to my sexuality at the time and what I'd done and how much it thrilled me messed with me a lot! I was dating and fucking girls and after the bookstore episode I was fucking more of them in some need to prove that I wasn't a fag (I've reall...

Eating Lunch In

by sirhugs on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

“Careful, Lorna, Ross will be back . . . ” My lunch meeting had been cancelled, so I had stopped at a deli and intended to eat lunch in. It was a good chance to catch up on paperwork. I was surprised to hear my wife, Molly’s voice. Molly was in my office. That was not unusual. She often waited there for me. But why, I wondered, was she whispering to Lorna,...

Tales of a Friendly Escapade

by Vanessa_Belle on Aug 31, 2017
Group Sex

Adam was an okay guy to look at, I guess. He tried to make his ego bigger by flashing his cock to Ellie and I on a regular basis, looking for us to comment on how big he was. He wasn't a bad size: 7 or 8 inches, at least. He was about 5'8", a jock with a fair build and shaggy blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a nose and chin that both jutted out too much for my l...

Guilt and Lust

by JoeDreamer on Mar 25, 2019
Erotic Horror

Chicago. It wasn't the cold that bothered me. It was the wind. Okay, it was the combination of both. I clearly wasn't wearing a warm enough jacket for this time of the year. I thought about going home, but I'd just left work and going to my apartment now would only depress me. I was one of those people who didn't do well by themselves. I tended to think too...

I, Slave

by fastandsloppy on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

1. The Prospect I was almost late for my appointment but I paused -- actually, hesitated would be a more accurate word, I suppose - to recheck the address. I was sitting in my mom's car, parked in a tidy, tree-lined office park, looking up at the squat, mirrored box of a building in front of me. It was numbered 9951, just like the email had said, but I deci...