The first few days after Rashida had spanked me were very surreal for me. I had a whole range of conflicting feelings going through me, and I didn't know what to make of them. The beating had caught me by total surprise – one minute I was busy stroking my penis and the next minute I was over her knees getting a thrashing like a naughty little boy. I didn't e...
Princess Penelope tossed and turned in her bed in hot, sweaty frustration, her translucent green negligee clinging to her young, unblemished, freshly nineteen year old body. Her rigid pink nipples stood out from her average, firm breasts, screaming for her to tweak them. Her engorged shining clitoris was equally erect, sticking out of her hairless vagina lik...
The story line which I liked very much, is by Prowler M (aka hunt.goodtime) and all credit must go to him for the idea. He gave me permission to edit it into a more western version and also permission to submit. When I got married, like all men I was incredibly horny, so needless to say at every opportunity I would fondle and grope my beautiful wife Mana al...
I took the job as a maid at the golf resort because, one, I figured I'd be left alone a lot of the time while I cleaned, and two, because what else was I going to do after high school? Work a bar, work a cash register at the feed store, either one I'd have to deal with assholes who poked fun at me for being a fat girl. I didn't consider myself fat, just stur...
My name is Charles Porterhouse. I was born in Rochester, Kent, in 1834 and I am now 28 years of age. I am five feet eleven inches tall, with sandy curled hair, stocky but not fat, and generally considered moderately attractive to the fairer sex. I was a lawyer, a junior partner in the prestigious practice of Noble, Shields & Winfield. Due to a combination of...
A SLEAZY LITTLE PARODY SERIES ABOUT THE SLEAZIEST MOTEL EVER... TWISTED... VIOLENT... AND FILTHY... COME GET FUCKED UP... AT THE FUCK YOU MOTEL "HOT DAMN! RIDE THAT SHIT, BITCH! FUCKIN' RIDE IT!! WOOHOO!! YEAHHHH!!" "GODDDDDDDDDDDD!! GIVE ME THAT BIG FUCKIN' WHITE DICK, DADDYYYYYYYYY!! YEAHHHHHHHHHH!! ARRRRGGGGHHHHHH!! YES YES YESSSSSSSSSS!!" Fucking bed...
The divorce was not going well for me. Caroline got the house and the car and a most of our money. Worse than that was how she manipulated the whole thing. She told me, "You're a pathetic excuse for a man Carl. You never could satisfy me. Size does matter and you are sadly lacking. I always faked it with you. The other guys I fuck are all bigger than you and...
My name is Ryan I am 33 years old. I am 6'1 #200 with auburn hair and brown eyes. I am not in the best shape anymore but I wouldn't call myself fat either. I have been cross-dressing since the age of eleven. It started with just panties but has evolved to full dress over the years. I work as an electrician and take on side jobs when I can. With the recent...
Chapter 2: A Normal Relationship The former Khalil Stanford stretched out her impossibly long, athletic legs, primed to start another day. She brushed the long hair out her eyes as she made it to her feet in her large bedroom, making a point to avoid the large amounts of sunlight streamed in from the skylight above her. Slowly, and on unsteady feet, she mad...
The maid had always had a feeling that there was something going on in the house she didn't know about, nothing definite, just a feeling. Late at night, she would sometimes hear people moving around the house and hear doors opening and closing. As far as she could tell, there was only one door in the whole place that was locked and that was the cellar. She w...