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Checking It Out

by texian on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

During my last semester in high school, I drove to Austin for a sort of orientation session sponsored by the University of Texas. It was mainly a PR deal to showcase the school, but as a country boy I wasn't going to miss a chance to go to Austin and enjoy the "big city." I was staying in an apartment with a friend from my hometown who was several years old...

Ashley's Becoming of Age

by Ashley42 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Hi, just a little of my thoughts before you start reading my biography. This story is true, and I am writing it in hopes of gaining some insight into the path my life has taken. I hope my story is not to wordy but, I originally had no plans on sharing this story. Know that I have spend the time writing it, I want to share it. I hope you enjoy my story. I inv...

Health 101 -- Dean Fuck

by jacktar48 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Health 101 -- Dean Fuck After getting a good look at what I'm sure he thought was my fresh-fucked body, the Dean backed out of my office, closing the door gently behind him. I cursed him viciously under my breath. Then I started on myself. Why, oh why, was I always forgetting to lock doors? I stumbled to my private bathroom, soaked a washcloth in warm wate...

Lucifer Rising

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Until the day I die, I will fight you bozos. Seriously. My name is Eric Wahid, and I'm a guy with problems. I was born in the City of Nabatieh, Republic of Lebanon, in early February 1987. My father Joseph Wahid is Ethiopian and my mother Catherine Al-Mansur is Lebanese, of Maronite Christian extraction. I lived an ordinary life in the City of Beirut with my...

The Bisexual Somali Werewolf

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

I could totally kick your ass, I thought to myself as I looked at the trio of drunken college guys inside the bus shelter, smirking to themselves. What is it with drunken white guys having the urge to hurl slurs at other people? Shit. Three months ago I would have ignored these fools and quietly walked away, just like any good black citizen of the Prairies....

Superbowl Party 2014 in Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Sitting in my friend's living room in the west end of Ottawa, Ontario, I looked at Rhianna Brandon and smirked. If the Broncos lose to the Seattle Seahawks, her fine-looking, simply enormous chocolate ass is mine to do with as I see fit, that's the bet we had. I watched Russell Wilson and Richard Sherman massacre Peyton Manning and the Broncos and smiled con...

Lake Ontario Ch. 03

by LaurenWestley on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Well, several months have gone by since the bikers came to town. I am sitting here wearing a pink chiffon baby doll outfit waiting. Now, I have real breasts, 38C, compliments of the biker who was a drop out med student and a locked room that contained all sorts of medicines. I never knew that there was a pharmacy in this town. My nipples firm just like a gir...

Do You Feel Horny

by Cindersglasslipper on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Do you feel horny .. Do you want more than anything to feel your cum spurting out of your cock .. Do you want relief and release right now ….??? If so place this note on the table folded in half placing it to the right of you .. Then wait for me to walk past you and follow me …. I watch as he reads and rereads the note over and over again. Its still in his...

Celeste's Courier

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Package for you, Harper" Ted stood up in his cubicle, but Brian just waved one muscular arm towards the reception area and walked off. The salesmen weren't very pally with him or the other accountants--sales guys were all jock types, funny and charming, and they didn't have a lot of energy for the numbers-crunchers. When they weren't selling insurance, th...

A++

by JustRosie on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

It was nine minutes past five, and I sat on the cool granite countertop tapping a wooden ruler on my knee. My husband was late coming home from work. Traffic must have been bad, because he was never late for our roleplaying dates. No matter the excuses he made, I would be sure to punish him for being late for his appointment in my office. At twelve after,...