Bianca Meets Diamico Part Two
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Foreword: Dear Readers, I wrote this story nearly 20 years ago. Now, thanks to my new French friend Avaro Le Banni, who searched his archive and forwarded a copy to me, I am pleased to post Bianca Paragon here. Here's part two of four parts. - Best wishes, Toxis. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ BIANCA PARAGON A Tale Of Love Perfected by ...
After a night of drunken debauchery, the futa goddess Bianca found herself locked away in a cell in the local county jail. She was being charged with disorderly conduct and indecent exposure, and was escorted out of a dive bar called the Hot and Heavy Lady last night. Now, the morning after, Bianca woke up in a cell by herself, confused and incredibly hungover. This was the first time she ever got arrested, much less found herself behind bars, and the entire situation seemed so surreal. "I see...
Officer Goldsnatch pushed Bianca down one of the long, empty prison hallways. The other two prison guards held on tight to her arms, making sure she couldn't escape their grasp. "Having one of the other inmates suck that big, meaty cock of yours is one surefire way to rise the ranks in this place. But unfortunately for you and fortunately for me, I can't let that go unpunished."Bianca swallowed hard, her mind reeling at all the possible punishments Goldsnatch could have in store for her. She...
Bianca's Lethal Orgasm. Bianca?s Lethal Orgasm. By GabbyLez ([email protected]) Story Codes: F/F, F+/F, f-self, panty-gags, lingerie, masturbation, size, lactation, toys, urination, reluctant, BDSM, humiliation. Summary: Bianca is a glamorous haute-couture slut whose girls provide her with an endless supply of kinky BDSM sex. They explore fetishes and kink with a voracious curiosity, until Bianca discovers the poison of a rare spider can give her the ultimate orgasm. ?Jillian? narrates...
Foreword: Dear Readers, here's my conclusion to the tale. Again, thank you to friend Avaro Le Banni, whose kindness has saved this story from the blowing sands. Hopefully, I will be posting more of my "lost" stories soon. -- Best wishes, Toxis. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- BIANCA PARAGON A Tale Of Love Perfected by ...
Bianca woke up early, the cool air of an October morning creeping in through her bedroom window. She stretched, and then scratched her engorged futa ball sack. Bianca kept her genitals smooth and shaved; her foot long cock and her always-wet pussy never had a trace of hair on them, she made sure of that. She admired the lovely length and girth of her girl cock, which poked out of the bottom of her nighty, before climbing out of bed. Bianca tended to sleep in, especially on Sunday's, but today...
Bianca sat on the beach, lounging in a folding chair and enjoying the shade of an umbrella. She owned a beach house right on the oceanfront, and had the whole section of beach all to herself. She wore a neon pink top that barely contained her rather large breasts, and a pink thong that did little to contain her futa cock. From the side of her bathing suit bottom, her thick, long girl cock d****d across her upper thigh and onto the beach chair, glistening lightly with sweat. Her pussy was just...
MARCO LUCCHESE FROWNED IN annoyance. His manicured fingernails tapped on the inset leather top of his desk making muted ticks. A new cell phone lay on the desk in mocking silence. It hadn't rung all day. Where the fuck was Julian Blackmore and Bianca? The news out of Madrid had been a disaster. One dead, two in hospital. Thank God the dead one was his only contact. They would not lead the polizia to his doorstep. But FUCK! Marco slammed his fist down onto the cell phone. How hard could it...
ALDO EASED HIMSELF OUT of the bed as Marco slept quietly. Donning a silk bathrobe he slipped out of the bedroom and descended the curving staircase. Entering the study he found the prepaid cell phone in the desk drawer. From memory he dialled. "So, what have you found?" he asked as soon as the call was answered. He listened. He knew it! He'd been right. A Bianca Russo had passed border control into France from Spain in the company of a Mr. Julian Blackmore. It had taken too long to find...
Bianca is unsure about sex in the dunes. I’m meant to keep a lookout. Seriously Bianca: with your body as the competing outlook. Bianca and I are at the beach; secluded in the dunes. Love the coastline at this beach. Rolling, undulating, tussocky, and pristine. Just what two young people in bonding lust need. We can see the shape of the world around us but we are nicely separate and private from other roaming inhabitants: we think. It’s a warm Saturday afternoon yet the coastal car park...
LoveNote: this is my first story on this site, so any feedback will be much appreciated, however negative. I haven’t decided whether or not to continue this as a series, so let me know if you want more, or if this is a complete dead end. Monsieurmelontits ***** The long black spikes of her heels clicked across the floor, above them, a pair of powerful legs stepped with a confidence and purpose, but also a certain femininity. Her tight black skirt and stylish blouse were professional whilst still...
MARCO'S DISTRACTED MIND WAS brought to attention by the ringing of the front door bell. He walked down the wide marble-floored entrance hall, his heels making echoing clicks. He sipped coffee from a china cup as he walked. Who was calling so early? Opening the front door he greeted the Carabinieri officer standing stiff and formal. "Signore Lucchese, scusatemi per chiamare così presto, ma..." Twenty minutes later Marco fumed, anger boiling up like liquid lava, acidic and painful. Aldo...
Note: This continues the story "Anna" from her sister-in-law Bianca's perspective. So, to recap, Anna and Bianca are trans women in their mid-twenties. When they were boys in school, Bianca (then Blake) harassed Anna (Al), ruining her friendship with Bianca's twin sister Beth. Eventually, as trans women they become friends, Anna and Beth fall in love, Anna gets her GCS, and Bianca falls in love with Anna's book editor, Brandon. Anna is a romance novel writer. Beth and Bianca own a...
HumorMarco rolled over in bed reaching for the ringing cell phone. He glanced at the watch on the bedside table. Two seventeen in the morning. "Pronto," he snapped into the phone. "Mr. Lucchese, it's Paulo Conti. You told me to call at any time." "Si. What do you have?" Marco asked of his contact in the credit bureau. "We've picked up a credit card charge by Mr. Julian Blackmore." Marco's attention snapped into focus. "Tell me. Where?" Two minutes later he dialled, spoke sharply...
A stomach growl woke me. It was loud. It wasn't mine, either. Opening my eyes Bianca smiled apologetically at me and shrugged, her gorgeous blue eyes bright and twinkling. "Buongiorno, Julian. Ho fame. I'm hungry." Moving languidly, I kissed her. "Then let's eat." Her smile broadened. I watched when she rolled out of bed and bent to pick up her panties from the floor. A pale yellow ribbed cotton camisole, a gorgeous, spectacular bare ass, and compact buttocks moving delightfully...
Bianca is too stunning in her red lingerie to escape the bathroom without some internal male moisture being added to her pretty exterior bodily lotion. Bianca is in the bathroom. I swear she spends more time there than the bedroom. She is always prepping herself. I mean don’t get me wrong, she gets it all right; from her succulent soft lotioned skin, to the scents she chooses on her body, her lightly plucked eyebrows and that goddamn mascara she uses that drives me wild as I look into her...
LoveThis continues "Bianca," so there are plot references that occurred in that story. Bianca Takes Charge Chapter 1: Remembrances of Things Past "Hey Zoe, have you seen Beth anywhere?" Zoe is tending bar by herself for the first time and seems a bit perturbed by my question as she tries to make a margarita for a cross dresser sitting alone at the end of the bar. As soon as she delivers her concoction, she looks at me, rolls her eyes and discretely points to the floor behind...
THE BARN WAS EMPTY. It smelled of dust and dryness and hay. There was no one in the farmhouse when we'd arrived in search of a place to hide and rest, but it wasn't deserted - the property too well maintained. My clothes itched. I'd sweated in them and slept in them for the past three days, maybe more but I couldn't remember. I was tired, too. Bianca looked a bit bedraggled, her hair messy. She looked exhausted, her face drawn. Despite that, her Egyptian blue eyes were clear and bright...
Days rolled by since I pounded Elizabeth's tight asshole, and my cock craved a hole to fuck. My pussy quivered while my futanari cock stirred in my pants. The more pussy and ass I got, the more I wanted, feeding my sex addiction. I considered calling Sara, my futa friend, but decided against it. She had a big meeting coming up tomorrow and I didn't want to bother her. I decided to call Elizabeth again, but when I did, it went straight to voicemail. She must be at work, I thought. I tried...
Bianca always asks for that extra ten minutes to get ready to go out. Give me ten minutes with my love and... You know she takes forever to get ready. “Give me ten minutes okay,” you heard Bianca say and that was twenty minutes ago. She always looks sensational, smells good enough to eat before you get out the door. You have hooked into her in party room toilets because you just couldn’t wait to get her back home. She is so goddamn tempting in any sultry, slinky, fashionable,...
LoveForeword: Dear Readers, I wrote this story nearly 20 years ago. Now, thanks to my new French friend Avaro Le Banni, who searched his archive and forwarded a copy to me, I am pleased to post Bianca Paragon here. Here's part two of four parts. - Best wishes, Toxis. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- BIANCA PARAGON A Tale Of Love Perfected by ...
Checking the speed carefully and adjusting the helm, I glanced back behind the Riva. Bianca's hair had grown longer in the last year. It now streamed out behind her. She still insisted on white bikinis but was now, at fifteen and a half years old, filling them out with slightly more mature lines, yet she remained a slender, willowy girl. I watched her ride the single water-ski, holding the towrope handle with one hand, her other waving to me - the signal. She gave me a smile. I waved back,...
"Sara! Oh gosh! What are you doing here?!" I was balls deep inside of Miranda's pussy, and even in the embarrassment of getting caught in the act, I couldn't stop myself from thrusting upwards into her. Miranda, sitting on my lap, turned beet red, and looked at Sara, who still stood in the doorway in shock. "I was just...I wanted to run some ideas for my meeting by you...but I can tell you're busy..." Sara started to back away, but through her work skirt, I could see her futa cock begin to grow...
And yet, Boris always believed he was in control. How fool of him, and to that he could only agree, bound and sweating as he was, on the floor in the men’s bathroom of the night club, eyes closed so he could pretend he was not anticipating the moment he’d be finally pimped out in real life by a woman he had never met in the flesh before tonight. *** It all began with a simple click, as it always does, doesn’t it? Your usual ?Follow? button on twitter, one of hundreds accounts of dominant women...
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As I kissed my way down his chest and pushed his boxers down he lifted his so they would slid off. I worked my way down to his hard cock which wasn't real thick but average but aleast 8.5 long.I licked the length of his shaft and around the head and took him between my lips took as much as i could in my mouth. As i was sucking him he wet his finger and moved my thong aside and but it in me.Iwas so relaxed with I figured I try to take him all the in which I never could do.Well after a few slow...
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