The Stag Night Part One
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A Sexy Holiday in Amsterdam - By SONIA email [email protected] Please send comments, favourite pictures etc.!!!) Chapter 1 - The Surprise I arrived home from work and Sally Anne met me at the door with her dressing gown on. I went in and shut the front door and as I turned back to her I saw she had dropped the dressing gown to the floor and stood there in her black PVC basque, black PVC panties and black stockings. "We're going to Amsterdam for a night with Kate and...
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BethAnn stood in shock, unable to understand how something so beautiful as this albino stag she was staring at could ever kill anything, let alone a man. Colin saw that confusion in her eyes through the gray light of early morning and was about to explain. But he remembered why they'd come in the first place, and if the two didn't get to the prone figure laying in the middle of the meadow, their trip would be for nothing. Now having a confirmed direction in their search, Colin crept over...
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My Birthday Weekend in Amsterdam On Saturday the 31/104 I was up very bright and early to get ready to get to Bristol Airport. I had to be there for 4.00 am to catch 6.00 am flight. I wore my black skirt suit with front split black top and black high heeled boots. I must admit I love black. I am a 45 year old per op TS I was travelling for the first time as a female on my Passport as Jane. It was also my birthday. Well I was up at 3.00 am to get ready had to be there on time for...
I lay on the bed exhausted and Jane makes me promise not to say a word to Dave about what she had just told me. It wasn’t gonna be hard as I was heading back home in the morning and probably won’t see Dave for a while. All this happened eighteen months ago and I have been following Janes exploits on fab all this time, her verifications confirm she is still being a filthy cum loving slut. I’m heading back to Leeds this weekend for Dave’s stag weekend I have messaged Jane suggesting we could meet...
I lay on the bed exhausted and Jane makes me promise not to say a word to Dave about what she had just told me. It wasn't gonna be hard as I was heading back home in the morning and probably won't see Dave for a while.All this happened eighteen months ago and I have been following Janes exploits on fab all this time, her verifications confirm she is still being a filthy cum loving slut.I'm heading back to Leeds this weekend for Dave's stag weekend I have messaged Jane suggesting we could meet...
I am lucky enough to have two daughters and apart from the expense of the weddings it meant two Stag parties. My eldest daughter married her dream man a few years ago and I have already written about the events surrounding his stag party. It was now the time for my youngest daughters wedding so the best man arranged a stag weekend away in a big city well known for stag and hen parties. We set off on a Friday morning for a three day booze fest and arrived at our hotel mid afternoon. We all...
Stag. Hen. Stag and Doe. Stag and Hen. Hag. All names for the Bachelor and/or Bachelorette Party. The famous last night of Freedom before the wedding. Filled with sins. Drinking, smoking, strippers and other erotic entertainments or perhaps more, and other sinful delights which one tries to get out of their systems before they wed their beloved. If things go as plan, a night of fun with no harm. However, they don't always go according to plans. The plot to so many stories and movies, is the...
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I am lucky enough to have two daughters and apart from the expense of the weddings it meant two Stag parties. My eldest daughter married her dream man a few years ago and I have already written about the events surrounding his stag party.It was now the time for my youngest daughters wedding so the best man arranged a stag weekend away in a big city well known for stag and hen parties.We set off on a Friday morning for a three day booze fest and arrived at our hotel mid afternoon. We all washed...
Oral SexColin Blackthorn poured his energies into splitting cordwood, letting the exercise push the frustrations and confusion of the last few weeks out of his mind, and hopefully, out of his life. In that time, he'd met BethAnn Walls, had made love to her, but now wondered if he'd ever see her again. He'd also lost someone, or in this case, something that he'd begun to consider a good friend, that being the homestead's resident albino stag, Whitey. But the animal had given his life so that...
I really still don’t know why, to this day, i said i would go with Ross to the Stag night. It was probably one of my more stupid decisions in life!! I’d met Ross a couple of times before, mostly at the S Club in Merton. Ross was about twenty three, really good looking, and loved the whole cross dressing scene but didn’t dress himself and described himself as an ardent ‘admirer’. He’d approached me at the bar one night and we’d got talking. Although I was much much older than him it only seemed...
I really still don't know why, to this day, i said i would go with Ross to the Stag night. It was probably one of my more stupid decisions in life!!I'd met Ross a couple of times before, mostly at the S Club in Merton. Ross was about twenty three, really good looking, and loved the whole cross dressing scene but didn't dress himself and described himself as an ardent 'admirer'. He'd approached me at the bar one night and we'd got talking. Although I was much much older than him it only seemed...
Part 2 - The Prelude - A Halloween story So, before I go on with the account of the Stag night, I suppose I had better give you a little more background and fill you in with the events of Halloween some few months prior to the night being described. This wasn't my first time dressed, as I mentioned, but neither was Halloween. You see having a twin sister, especially one with an evil mind, meant that I spent as much time growing up as a boy as I did a girl. By the time Suzy and I were...
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Although most of the lads had partners they always looked for girls for 3 somes or more when in new cities “what happens on tour stays on tour” was always their motto. “This one is extra special tonight boys, for Mike’s big occasion I've done extra research. She’s such a slut I almost didn’t believe she was real, but I tested her out before you boys arrived. She really is an all access slut, and fit too!” They all started cheering and unconsciously upped their pace back to the hotel....
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Thanks for reading my first ever story I hope you enjoy it. This story is 100% genuine and describes my first ever experience with 2 sexy and naughty TV's. I am a 25 year old bi male 5'11'' normal build, good looking with a 7'' cut cock. I'm usually straight but after a few drinks and poppers, men and especially TV's get me so horny. A few weeks ago I went to Amsterdam with a straight friend, it was not my first time so I knew that sexy trannys were available and had been with them twice before...
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For starters, my name is Junior, 1.78 am t have black hair, weight 75kg, have a normal body, although it has never done the gym, I'm living in Europe for over six years and that fact that I will tell you happened in October 2009.As a long time living here ever heard much about the European capital of Amsterdam sex, then painted the opportunity to travel to it. I arrived in the morning in the city and began to explore the city, went to a sex museum but without much grace and ask for information...
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