"Does he blow us together, or will he suck our cocks separately?" Kevin asks Doug. "Whatever you want" says Doug. "I'm sitting this one out. I can get it anytime I want. He's all yours guys." "Deepthroat?" asks Marcus. Doug nods. Kevin smirks and says "I doubt it". I wonder what I've gotten myself into. Hearing this, Matt springs up and drops his shorts...
Interlude between parts 2 and 3 of Ann's Afflictions. The day after I received the video clip was one of Mom's days off. She worked on the computer doing her homework. I stayed away in my room to think. I needed to go over all this and put more pieces together. I went back to our holiday in my mind. It had started just like any holiday abroad, enjoying the...
It's dark. I'm kneeling in a locked wardrobe. My hands are cuffed behind my back and secured to a ring in the wall. I pull at them a little where the cuffs are squeezed against my wrists. Not that there's any point. On previous occasions I've struggled against these cuffs in a desperate fury to escape. They held when I was trying my hardest to break free. Th...
This is an absolutely true story taken from my life's journey as a Transsexual slave woman. I've lived full time for over twenty years now. -------------------------------------- As I write this my Mistress is in the bedroom with one of her many Black Bulls. Her screams of lust and orgasm reverberating through the house as he grunts and thrusts himself int...
When I was eighteen years old, my father remarried. Along with his new wife, came her two daughters, Susan and Kelly. Both girls were older then I. Dad was rather well off and the three of them moved into our large country house. The first year was rather unsettling for me. My stepmother, Jane seemed to dislike me for any reason she could. She would defend h...
Note: This story was originally put in another category, but the Voyeur category is more appropriate. As with all stories, if this is not your thing, don't waste your time reading it. You know what it's about since you are in this particular section. * It was an ordinary Friday night in an ordinary Indiana small town. The big plan for almost everyone's ev...
The anticipation for Saturday night was just about too much for Michael. He was worthless all day on Saturday. He had work to do at home, but he had to go off by himself twice to jerk off just so he could get something done. He went into town and ran into Brad and Kevin. They said there was going to be a big bonfire at Paul's, so everyone had to pitch in som...
Disclaimer: The following is a weird parody. It is not meant to be taken seriously. I stress, I have not figured out all the logic of this world! I don't care if it does not make sense! Just read, enjoy, and try not to think about it too hard! And if people like this, I may have an idea for a part 2! ***** This is a world somewhat like our own. People live...
(I which I taste Bethany's Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) * Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars' parking lot. When I popped the mustangs' hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the 't...
Amanda? Ah, Amanda! Where did that begin? A year and a bit ago I was in a job that didn't pay that well. But I enjoyed it. Tightly in charge of a monthly magazine, with a small band of dedicated contributors - who could actually write and also understood the meaning of the words 'copy deadline - I was a happy bunny. Jackie, on the other hand, was rapidly cl...