There is a very old saying," Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it." My fathers name had been James Bradley. He had been a CEO of a top Wall Street investment firm. My father didn't climb to the top by being a good guy. He was a total prick who would stab anyone he had... read more
I have a ongoing fetish and desire to dominate and have as my wife a petite asian sub t girl. I meet her online and fly her here and in the car she reaches over and pulls out my stiff cock. She coooes as she strokes my shaft and tells me how it is just the right size and thickness. She sucks me slow... read more
I was 27 and single and enjoying being free sort of the ‘sworn to fun loyal to non’ stage in young adulthood. I lived alone in a 1-bedroom apartment and loved working on my motorcycle which I kept in my living room. Most Friday nights for me were jamming out to music, enjoying a few beers and tinker... read more
Although I was over qualified after I graduated and accepted a one as an Internet operations officer for one of the high street retailers. I was offered better jobs but I took the one with the retailers because it paid reasonably well and more importantly meant that I would have to relocate down to ... read more
Hi all, my thing is a t-girl who loves to worship a man's ass. Apart from fucking, love to see girls smothering their face in a guy's ass, sniffing his ass, licking it like crazy or masturbating while starring at his ass. Jesse Flores is a total butt woman, she almost always eats/smothers her fa... read more
Some years ago, and not that many, I stood naked before a mirror and imagined myself as a girl. Of course seeing a large sack of testicles with penis protruding jolted my dream back to reality. Nevertheless, I felt a strong urge to dress the part and play girl. Every day I returned home to the priva... read more
This is a story how I became my step moms little girl. You see I had a very tragic childhood as a boy and grew up to become the girl I am today. But then again it is not so bad because for some strange reason it does feel very normal to me because it is the way I was raised and at times I have felt ... read more
I jump around a lot when I tell my story. I don't always tell it in the order that it happened. But I do tell my story accurately. It's all me. I write from experience, love to share the dirty little kinky things I do. There is no moral to the story, no ending. I just like to write about the things ... read more
i's been dressing up in girls clothes since i was 11. my mom's and my 2 elder sisters suff. they'd caught me on several occassions when i was younger, but had thought it was a phase i'd grow out of. only now it turned me on too much to ever stop Just recently i'd developed a new even more outrage... read more
Chapter 3 – The Night Out Michael woke up on Monday morning feeling quite relaxed. The sun filtered in through the blinds towards him. He felt warm from the gentle rays. As Michael became more alert, he examined his surroundings. The feeling of silk sheets wrapped around him and Alexis's arm casu... read more
L'appel de Maîtresse Andrea a fait ma journée. Je ne l'avais pas vue depuis plus d'une semaine et j'avais hâte de jouer avec elle et de voir enfin ma chasteté retirée. Vous devez savoir que Maîtresse et moi nous connaissons depuis de nombreuses années et j'ai toujours aimé être son poule mouillée. ... read more
A guy visits a peep show with unexpected results. As he gets to watch a girl with something special, he discovers his hidden desires. This story contains: peep show – voyeur – gloryhole - fake tits – group masturbation – male masturbation – shemale – frottage - titfucking When William finall... read more
I was taking a walk to stay--all right; I'll admit it--to get in shape, when I saw the "Going Out of Business" sign in the second-hand furniture store a block north of my condo. I wasn't in the market for anything, new or used, but I can't resist a bargain, and what was better for finding ... read more
Après avoir abandonné l'université, je n'avais évidemment plus le droit de vivre dans les dortoirs. Mes parents ne me reprendraient pas. Je n'avais qu'un seul endroit où aller : l'appartement de mon ami Jack. Nous nous sommes rencontrés au collège en première année. Il a toujours été bon avec moi. ... read more
Hannah and I began spending our weekends together. She didn't have a job and I was always free those days so every Friday or Saturday night became sleep over night where we could be two 18 year old sissies, doing each others makeup, playing dress up and sharing our deepest desires. Now that our rela... read more
Julia and Ilya, together 10 years It was more than 10 years and 2 children ago. In December 2005, we agreed to meet at the gate of my office after a working day. I did not go out godlessly for a long time (40 minutes from the appointed time), but he still waited. I hope he does not regret it ... read more
I enjoy watching videos which I can Vicariously live. This is nothing more than my horny hobby, an amalgamation of various thoughts. My form of hands free edging. Spell checked only, "No I haven't proof read a first draft, not trying to publish masterful works here." Hope to hear from those w... read more
Vicki stood in the dark doorway as she watched her mark, Ivan Patrinkov, approach up the empty street. There was no way he would be able to see her where she stood in the shadows. She wore a skin tight leather jumpsuit with black low-heel boots. She would have preferred to have on a pair of stiletto... read more
I was recently divorced, 39 years of age and living in an apartment in Sydney's inner eastern suburbs not far from the famous red light district of Kings Cross. After two failed marriages, I was footloose and fiance free and as lusty as a rampant bull on speed. I chased after anything wearin... read more
I was a Service Brat; living near FT. Hood Tx. at the time, and had just turned 14. My friend Peter was a little more than a year older than I, and we had started getting each other off with hand jobs but nothing else during the previous summer. One day after we'd finished swimming, he asked if ... read more
