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Walking Miss Daisy

by RickieRene on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

My wife works 1st shift. I work second. We don't see much of each other during the week. Our children are away at college. When I haven't been left with too long of a honeydo list for the morning I like to get online for a few minutes and look at a little porn. I like a lot of different things, but one of my favorite subjects crossdressers. Today I had a lit...

The Fantasy Master

by Cassandra64 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I gripped the key in my hand so hard that it was biting into my skin, I could see the door at the end of the hallway and knew that this was it. If I turn back now I will never be able to move forward, I had dreamed of this for years and now I had the opportunity to make this fantasy a reality. The advertisement had said choose your own destiny, live the hidd...

Letter To Max, My Online Friend

by stickygirl on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

You remember that time I'd landed in LA and found my way to your house? Ha! The look on your face. I wasn't sure at first if you'd be angry with me, which would have been understandable, given that I'd sprung out your PC and onto your front garden. It was worth though wasn't it, lovely Max? I was too busy taking you in to realise how you were fussing over m...

Maid to Surrender

by CarrieQ on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

When Mr Hastings first phoned me, I had no reason to think he was anything other than an ordinary client. I mean, so what if he asked me to turn up dressed as a chambermaid? That was one of the options mentioned on my business card. Transvestite maids have always been popular... My maid's outfit was the flimsiest kind; really just a cheap black mini-dress w...

The Soft Sweetness of Janet's Voice

by stacey_lynne on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

To this day, years later, Nancy wakes up at night, her long, slim hands rushing to her totally flat chest, slender fingers covering her tiny nipples, breaking out into a cold sweat. Her eyes open, she realizes she is safe, and a sudden stream of wetness flows between her legs reminding her over and over again how her orgasm under Janet’s control was the Moth...

The Smoke of a Thug

by rflowers on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"What the fuck do you want, white boy?" he asked as I opened the door. Then he smiled at me and I let him in. "You want me to thug on your ass again?" I remembered how his powerful black muscles gripped me like steel bands and the pain he inflicted on my body the last time he was here. "I have something else in mind," I said. Please come in! I closed the...

The Punishment

by radassat on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"I am very disappointed in you" said the commander. "You are a disgrace for this unit. We didn't have results so bad in many years." Everybody was quiet, listening to the commander of the army facility talking about the results in the last exercises. "There is probably a lack of discipline and willingness in you" he said. "But I'm going to change that!" H...

MissileToe Mania

by vegina on Sep 15, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Margaret Sanderson, Vice President and director of marketing for PLEEZE ME Products had been reprimanded for her apparent deficiency in developing innovative new merchandize. The CEO, Stephen Miller, indicated he would give the young, ambitious and beautiful MBA one last chance. “Either do it, Margaret, or I will have no choice but to ask for your resigna...

Waiting

by RelentlessPerversion on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

"All right," she replied, her hands trembling, "I'll see you soon." Samantha hung up the phone, and ran her tongue across the top of her mouth, deep in thought. It had been a week and a half since she had seen her secret lover. Circumstances beyond their control made it difficult, she told herself, as she dashed around her small apartment, cleaning this an...

Divorce Behind the Orange Curtain

by Tara_Neale on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Joyce Randall's cell phone rang. She raced across the bedroom, the towel flapping about her mature body. She cursed as she noted the name of the caller, Ex-husbeast. Stealing her nerves for the battle that was sure to come, she hit the answer button. "Yes, Jason, what is it now?" she demanded. "I'm running a bit late. Work has been frantic this week," Joyce...