Douche Stories

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My Little Slut

by Sweetblood03 on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

I had a plan. It was a good one too, something we had discussed but I had been wary to try before we talked it out. But not tonight, tonight I was so ready for this. No fear, I thought as I set out my tools for the night: douche, lingerie set for him, dildo, paddle, nipple clamps, and pinwheel. When he comes in I hand him a towel and the douche and send him...

Womanhood for Jenny Ch. 01

by slutty_jannelle on Sep 18, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

NOTE – This is a work of fiction, intended only for the entertainment of adult readers. The muted alarm-clock brought jenny awake instantly. She reached over to shut it off. Being ever so careful not to disturb Master, she slipped out of bed and gazed lovingly at the sleeping man. From their earliest intimacy, He had accepted her completely as a woman, His...

Breeding Lynn Ch. 01

by jimmy22990 on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Chapter 1: Old Enough to Bleed Lynn was a 19 year old newlywed. Sweet and innocent. I learned that she was a virgin when she got married only months before. Very attractive, friendly and outgoing too. She worked for me part-time at my commercial real estate business and since I was a one man shop, she did just about everything for me from secretarial work t...

Anal for the First Time

by LolaAfterDark on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

My friend Amy took her first cock in the ass dry while she was camping. I always thought that I was sexually adventurous, a slut perhaps, but I was amazed when she told me. I loved getting my ass eaten out by my partners but I was convinced that my backdoor was too tight for any man to put it in me no matter how big his cock was. Enter Sam. Sam and I develo...

Jane Entertains

by NiceNastyMann on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

To recap. I had answered an ad on craigslist from a married mom that wanted nasty stories sent to her email account. I sent one, and 'Jane' loved it. The mom asked me to create two more. One would be where she is the 'entertainment' for a party. In the other story she plays with a man's cock and balls, keeping him on the edge of orgasm for hours. My Dear Ja...

Mrs. Walsh

by fantaseeboy on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Just after my relationship ended with my girlfriend, she began spreading the word that I loved to be fucked by her strap on. Word like that travels at an unbelievable pace. In no time at all, it felt as if everyone I knew had heard the news. When I learned what she had been telling people, I thought my world would come to an end. Obviously, that was somethin...

A Week End with Mistress Pt. 01

by gasissynora on Oct 16, 2018
Transgender & Crossdressers

Dear readers this is my first story and I hope you enjoy it. Your comments and suggests will be most helpful. I am planning on continuing the story if the feedback is positive. This story is based in part on facts and part on fiction. I will leave it to the reader to decide which is which. ***** We had just finished dinner and I was in the den getting rea...

La Playa Ch. 06

by Fog43 on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Edited by Sussurrus Tuesday Morning at the Spa Tuesday morning dawned with the broken, puffy clouds typical of a summer day in the Caribbean. A few couples and small groups still slept or stumbled groggily back toward their rooms from where they'd collapsed the night before. Some people, sticky with cum, oil, or other fluids, took advantage of the showers...

The Concert

by LoganXsummers on Sep 15, 2017
First Time

"Screw him!" Jess said down the phone and I knew she was right. "I have two tickets in my hot little hands to U2 tonight and we have to go!" Jess was my best friend since as long as I could remember. We were always there for each other no matter what and at 25, we were both smokin' hot! She wasn't a fan of Darren when we first hooked up 8 months ago and was...

A Very Ditzy Christmas

by Kirk482002 on Sep 25, 2017
Humor & Satire

"I really did used to like the holidays," grumbled Ralph Persons Junior as he rubbed the same spot on his head that he'd whacked several times in a row on the same slanted ceiling beam. It was the first weekend in December and he was crawling around the attic looking for boxes of holiday decorations that his mother wanted hauled downstairs and put up the day...