Dear Shoeblossom-- I love your letters, but noticed you had nothing from our humble Rhode Island. During corner time after a painful discipline session, I turned my phone's recorder on. I love my stepdaughter, and wouldn't embarrass her, but she is so wild she doesn't care, and of course she is of age. This is for your "Taped Confessions" Eugene Scobrinks...
This is a sleazy freaky fucktacular sex parody... It ain't real. I was standing on an elevator with my girl, Kathie Lee Gifford... and Gretchen Carlson. The former Miss America, turned news chick, turned female justice warrior, was standing in front of us. She was wearing a green turtleneck blouse and tight black mini skirt and black heels. She was wearing...
Over the months following my meeting Chrissie we had met and walked outdoors at night on plenty of occasions. Sometimes this led to sex, sometimes to mutual masturbation and sometimes to just walking and enjoying each others company. In all the times we had walked we had never been caught. We knew it would be an "occupational hazard" but so far it hadn't hap...
The first time I ever tried on Mom's panties my big sister caught me. When I was a freshman in college my roommate had a pair of black satin panties pinned to the wall over his bed. He said his first girl friend gave them to him to remember her by. I looked at those panties every day. When I went home for Thanksgiving I borrowed a pair of black satin panti...
Disclaimer: This story is the story "Living in a Futanari society"/Shemale Worldo but kind of reborn, somethings in the story have been edited here and there and some characters names and traits they have might also change from the original. (Such as the mothers name being changed). Also this story is hugely inspired by Futanari World/Shemale World...
Slutslave At last, you are where you belong, at my mercy, in my lair. How it pleases me to see you, naked and afraid at my feet. But it's not my beautiful feet that you begged to worship tonight, is it slut? This was why I had to punish your worthless hide with my sharp, painted nails. No, you spurned my beautiful, shapely feet and begged instead to pay ho...
The morning light shone in a bright sharp beam through the small gap in the poorly closed curtains over the floor to ceiling window, casting rays across the two twin beds in the centre of the room where Sophie and Sam slept with James on the other. They had booked the premier in after seeing a show together and then too many drinks after but owing to the sho...
I'm not sure how to tell this story because it's still quite confusing to me. I was leaving for vacation in August of 1986, headed for some Gulf of Mexico fishing, and night life and food in New Orleans. Heading South on interstate 65 thru Tennessee, crossing into Alabama, I decide to travel the back roads to break the monotony of the highway. All of the lit...
I was dressed in my favorite maid's uniform, hot pink with white lace ruffles around the neckline, the cuffs of the sleeves, and the hem of the skirt with a wonderfully feminine full ruffled petticoat that made my skirt stand out almost straight. As a proper maid should, I also had on a white satin and lace maid's apron, white lace wristlets and a white lace...
"Now we can have some real fun." The words rang in Alex's ears as he tried to sleep that night. What had he agreed to? He could feel the cock cage every time he shifted. He hadn't gotten an erection yet, but he had a good idea it wouldn't be fun. Sleep didn't come easy that night. He woke up in pain three times. It wasn't as bad as he feared, but it was eno...