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The Making of a White Sissy Slut

by AfroerotiK on Sep 18, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

When he replied to my ad online, Steven said he was an attractive, 30-something, successful white man who was willing to explore the wild side. When we met in person, I was more than a little bit disappointed. Attractive was a stretch of the imagination and I told him so right off the bat. He acted as if I'd said something to offend him and responded by sayi...

Tarotica Ch. 06

by Anais on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

The Lovers Love. Beauty. Perfection. Harmony. Letting oneself go. A person deeply involved in the emotions and problems of a friend or relative. -Tarot Classic, Stewart R. Kaplan Union. Sharing . . . Sexual adjustment. The Lovers card often appears when you are faced with a crucial life decision and must choose which path to follow. It can herald a romanti...

Doc Ch. 07

by kingkey on Sep 18, 2017
Novels and Novellas

As we rode toward the buffalo hunting ground, I asked, "What's going to happen at the marriage ceremony?" "Well, usually the night before, you would go into a sweat lodge to try to have a vision. While you are in there, the vapors given off by many herbs and other plants will help you have your vision." I grunted skeptically, "That's just great – they're g...

Jessica: Lust Prevails Ch. 04

by Joe_Dink on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Before we return to the story, I'd like to thank all of those who have taken the time to offer praise, criticism and general commentary on chapters one though three of Jess's adventures. And now, on with the story.... After viewing Bob James' surveillance video of my husband and his lover, I was in turmoil. I was angry, I was hurt, I was scheming my reveng...

The Slut's Apprentice Ch. 17

by tiggerlilly on Feb 7, 2018
Novels and Novellas

11th July The slut with a finger in the dyke. I shut the door and turned to the woman who looked uncomfortably like my mother. She just stared at me like a rabbit caught in a car's headlights. A rabbit that was also holding a very large gun, unconcerned by its lack of opposable thumbs. This was her first time and mine. I did not count the Russian slapper a...

That Trip to Topchanchi Ch. 02

by kaypee on Oct 31, 2018
Mature

The house in Topchanchi was built as a hollow quadrangle. In the front was the large drawing room where Rudra and Ritu had met Thakur-saab for the first time. Above the drawing room, on the first floor were the two large guest rooms. Mother and son were accommodated in one of these rooms it was here that they had had their first Topchanchi orgasm. Leading ou...

The Man Who would be Queen Ch. 12

by rik581 on Oct 24, 2018
Transgender & Crossdressers

"Coping With Reality" It was a difficult evening for Dexter after standing fully dressed as a young lady in front of his brother and sister professing his desires to become a real woman. He had stripped nude when he got to the bedroom and Angela helped him remove all signs of his make up. "Better?" she asked as she finished removing the eye makeup. "I fe...

Irdu-Lili - Dead Goddess Pt. 02

by LilithHerald on Sep 25, 2018
Erotic Horror

Part Two - Ensnaring The End of All Flesh Centuries ago... It was a shame Nimeth served Lillake rather than her own. Despite being the murderer of her daughter, Tali had grown close to Nimeth over the weeks. Her advice and counsel, whilst not always agreeable, proved sound. The main difficulty was dragging her from the bedchamber long enough to offer it. F...

Group Grope

by _evangeline_ on Dec 11, 2018
Group Sex

Sue couldn't believe it. Here she was, stretched out on a table wearing a blindfold and not much else in a swingers' club - and on her very first visit! She'd fantasized about something like this a thousand times over the years and it had always done the trick when she needed a little extra push over the edge and into orgasm. Now, she was about to experience...

Heaven's Rending Ch. 04

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

The wind was growing stronger, coming over the little skiff's port beam now in gusts over thirty knots, and the old fisherman working the worn wooden tiller looked back over his left shoulder at the wall of black cloud that had been chasing him since noon. He cast a practiced eye on the approaching headland, then looked down to measure the color of the water...