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Chapter 2: Lauren and I waited for the cart to take us to the main building. She looked radiant. With the sea breeze, her hair now looked as if she’d stood in a stiff wind, instead of looking like she’d taken a stiff cock in the bum. The cool wind made her nipples poke jauntily through the sheer fabric of her bikini, and she definitely still smelled of fuck. The high heels made her ass tight, her bum muscles hard under my hand as I caressed her ass cheeks. I slid my fingers under her thong strap and ran my fingers...

He quietly walked around the house searching for any sign of someone still there. After searching for several minutes he was convinced that everyone was gone. Looking at the note left of the fridge he knew that he had ten hours. Quickly he ran back up the stairs and headed to his room. He hopped on his bed and reached between the headboard and the wall, pulling out a video. He placed it in the VCR and grabbed the remote. The video he found when they were moving from their old house. It was he fathers and since he was in...

My friend peter had decided to have a night in with his mates, l always opted out of these nights as they were all beer, porno and boys stuff, not that the beer and porno bothered me just that l was always out numbered and would maybe feel a little left out. Well anyway, this time round l didn’t really fancy going out and opted for a night in my room with a couple of girly DVD’s and a bottle of wine, quiet relaxing night, or so I thought! Well I retired to my room early so I wouldn’t get caught...

Marielle Marielle was my neighbor in this small apartment building in a suburb near the city center. A little twenty-something nice-looking woman. She had shortish red hair, happy freckles, and small breasts. I often dreamed of having sex with her, but I never dared to ask, afraid it would ruin our friendship. We occasionally sit for an evening, chatting about everyday things, and helping each other out when help was needed. But Marielle had problems. She didn't have a job, and she drank a lot. With congenital diabetes, that's not a good combination, and I often warned her about the dangers...

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This is the story of how I transformed from your normal straight married guy Michael to sissy slut Michelle I've always been curious about cocks since I was a teenager but I've never had the guts to try it. I've watched plenty of porn and wank chatted to hundreds of guys online but that's it, until now. I've had a few wank chats and roleplays with Gary before and it was fun, he'd go into detail how I'd be dressed up as a schoolgirl and he'd be my teacher and he'd use and abuse me and it was hot as hell...

God did I sleep well. Waking up around 11 A.M, a nervousness quickly ran through me. What if the drugs didn’t work? I thought. Working my way upstairs, I snuck into the kitchen, past my sister's door. Didn’t hear a peep out of her room. She must still be sleeping. Pouring me a glass of milk and a bowl of cereal, I chomped down my breakfast. Jesus was I hungry. After a little while, I could hear my sis walking around her room, making her way to the restroom. Timing myself to walk past her, back to my bedroom, I made...

Chapter 8, In which I share too much information It had been another long trip, but I'd finished up in time to catch the early afternoon flight. I was fired up and eager to be home and share the good news: I'd landed another big contract, and was on the inside track to land salesperson of the year and a stupendous bonus. Thanks to some coaching from Stacey, I'd learned that a little more T&A went a long way. A modest outlay for edgy outfits, stockings instead of pantyhose, and so forth, had turned into whopping increases in signed business. Some...

The head on her lap shifted. He was sleeping. Dreaming. When he woke up, he would remember. Everything. For now it was just a dream. A few memories mixed in for good measure to make it all the more stable, sure, but that was for her benefit—not his. Perhaps she had gotten a little carried away with the stapler. Perhaps she had jumped off the deep end to see some curiosity satiated. She really didn’t have any expectations going into this, and so that made it all the more interesting. Movie night. That’s how it had started. As the others trickled...

Amy had never expected to be in the situation she was in now, at 17, Amy looked more like a 21 year old, her figure was slim though she was only 5’7 inches tall, long brown hair reached to a small pert bottom, while deep brown eyes gave her a thoughtful expression, to complete the image her large 40D breasts seemed to lead the way everywhere she went. Steve her boyfriend had told her about the fancy dress party at his frat house on the Friday and as her parents were out of town she had agreed to go. He had...