Last night was wonderful, but I really don't remember clearly what all happened. It started out as an ordinary day - besides the fact I would be seeing my Master for the second time. I drove out to His place and sped nearly the entire way there. I was so excited to be in His arms again. That's what I thought was all that would happen at least, being on my pe...
My new series about slutty real estate agents going the extra mile to make the sale. EPISODE 01 : Penny's Side Job My wife Penny's (Penny From The Big Bang Theory) career is fooling good. She's started a sales rep job at a pharmaceutical company. A doctor she sold some drugs too made her a business proposition. He owns a real estate company and he asked Pe...
Tommy and I are headed to the Borders bookstore at the mall. I love to read, but that's not the purpose today. Tommy has been bugging me to let him film an up-skirt video in a public place. I've finally agreed. He thinks it's because he's so charming and persuasive. Boys. They'll never learn. He's not that charming. This is for me. The thought is both scary...
DISCLAIMER: Any and all breath play portrayed in MY stories should not be attempted by the inexperienced! EDUCATION is key concerning experimentation within the breath play fetish as is CAUTION and PRECAUTION and a TRUSTWORTHY PARTNER! ***** "You never got his fucking number?" Stew asked in disbelief, "And you never gave him your fucking number?" He stood...
This story is about my journey to being fucked as a sissy for the first time. Part One should be read first. ***** When Raoul left after I had given him the first blowjob I had ever given I was feeling confused. I knew that I had enjoyed it but, didn't know how I felt about having to do it again as he had promised I would have to. I guess I wasn't going to...
Revelation I stood inside the bookstore and watched Jill toss her auburn hair as she stood impatiently waiting for me. She was wearing a green jacket and skirt set with a pale green blouse under it. There were dark green pumps on her feet with three inch heels. Over her shoulder was a matching handbag. Her wrist had a large silver bracelet around it. My w...
Michelle Palmer loved futanari sex. Her job, her free time, and her relationships all revolved around her addiction. If there was any chance for her to have a futanari inside of her, she would drop whatever she was doing. It was her life. She could still recall her first time at age 18. While at a raucous house party to celebrate the end of the school year...
Disclaimer: The following story is not intended for minors. If you are offended by sexually explicit material or it is not legal in your place of residence, please close the document now. If not, I hope you enjoy my attempt at entertaining you with stories of my adventures. * Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Connie and I am a 40-something tr...
"You're what?" I said, looking at him furiously. "I'm married," he said. I looked at him, shocked. "Get out, get out of my house right now," "I'm sorry sweetheart, but please can't we talk about this? Please?" "Just get your clothes on and get the hell out," I said and went out into the living room. I was fuming. Paul and I had been dating for two months...
I never even got her name. I have no contact information for her, nor any way of ever seeing her again. Unless I see her ad again or go back to the same spot and hope she is still wearing her white Cashmere sweater and that it means the same thing it meant last week. I have jumped ahead a little bit... (Last Thursday) I was at work and bored as usual. I wa...