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FIRST TIME WHORIN'

I was just 18 when I went out whorin' for the first time. It was something I had an overwhelming urge to do after fantasising it countless times. I had been painting up and dressing since I was 13 and my 18 month older brother had been fucking me regularly since I was seven until he went away in the Army when I was 16, plus I had been shoving all types of objects in my pussy almost daily. My desire to have my pussy ravaged was insatiable. I used cucumbers and even a slender long Japanese eggplant about two inches in diameter, fantasizing it was a BBC. I reveled as I watched in the mirror seeing my pussy stretched and gaped, watching my drippy pussy lips cling on the outstroke as I would jack off and cum. moaning and talking dirty to that wanton sissy bitch in the mirror. Freaky? Well yes, but that's the kind of sissy I am. I just couldn't get enough, a trait that stayed with me my entire adult life.

By the time I was twenty I had acquired a beautiful starburst pussy, always silky smooth like the rest of my androgynous slender body. A starburst pussy has all those pretty little pinkish beige wrinkles radiating 360 degrees from the fuck hole much like a Japanese rising sun. Most sissy and anal fucking GG pornstars have a pretty starburst pussy. I did Kegal exercises to strengthen and control the muscles of my pelvic floor, so I can gape or tighten my pussy at will and help to avoid a prolapsed pussy....they aren't pretty.
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Mother had always told me to do my best at whatever I chose to be so I took her advice as I set out to be a sissy par excellence' as a lifelong endeavor.

I was still living at home with my parents in Orange County, CA., they both worked during the day and often went away on weekends leaving me with the whole house to myself.
While they were gone I spent a great deal of time painting my face, dressing in sexy lingerie, hose and high heels and prancing about the house pretending I was a sissy whore of the most wanton type. I spent countless hours teaching myself to walk in towering stiletto heels as high as six inches, and some with nine inch heels with three-inch platforms. learning to take short little heel to toe steps like runway models do making my pretty bubble ass swing and jiggle provocatively with that exaggerated swish so many sissies and drag queens like to do. We had a long paved driveway along the side of our house and a large covered tiled patio in the backyard which I put to use practicing my sissy walking technique. I got so good I could even run in the highest heels. After dark I would get all painted up then prance about the backyard almost naked wearing only a tiny sheer g-string with my pumped-up nipples painted red or shocking pink. The cool California evening breeze was so exhilarating and sensuous brushing my smooth shaven body. I loved the feeling it gave me. it was like a sort of empowerment. Emboldened with a few slugs of raw 100 proof whiskey I would venture down the driveway to the covered front porch where a street light bathed our front yard and driveway in soft light, the chance of being seen gave me a huge rush. Back and forth I would go, secretly hoping I would be seen. I would lounge on the chaise lounge on the porch, smoking cigarettes and sipping whiskey and playing with my cock and pussy fantasizing sucking dozens of big hard cocks and being fucked as I dildo fucked, jacked-off and came. I felt so totally sissified as I observed the neighborhood barely hidden by the privet hedge in front of the porch.

The silky smoothness when running my fingers up and down my silky sheathed legs is just heavenly. I'm such a fetishist for outrageous, kinky shoes and boots I now have a collection of over one hundred pairs, all gloriously displayed on narrow shelves on a wall in my boudoir. One of my favorites are a pair of 9" stiletto heeled 3" platform strappy ankle straps in glittery pink, i feel like the most regal of queens as I swish and mince down the avenue in them hearing my heels clicking on the sidewalk.

As I said, once I had mastered the walking in heels technique my full, bubble ass would automatically swing so provocatively as I swished and minced , having my pussy filled with a fat walk-about plug as I practiced moving my arms like a girl and flitting my hands about in a limp-wristed fashion like a pair of fluttering doves daintily holding a long white Virgina Slim or Max Menthol 120 cigarette with a heavy lipstick stain on the filter and a long nailed pinky protruding. I have a huge smoking and lipstick fetish. I like to gob on the lipstick thick and heavy, over outlining my full lips with a darker or even black lip pencil when wearing a darker red shade and lots of shiny lipgloss and shiny or sparkly silver gloss giving the illusion of cum on my pouty lower lip

I just knew I was ready for my long anticipated adventure as a street walking sissy whore. I wanted to be a real whore so bad, I just had to prove to myself that I could pull it off.

My parents were gone for the weekend so I had the house to myself. As soon as I watched them pull out of the driveway and head down the street, I got a ladder and opened the hallway ceiling hatch to the attic to retrieve two large cardboard cartons jammed full of all of my drag and makeup. I emptied both on the twin beds in my bedroom spending nearly an hour sorting and arranging all of my pretty things. I love doing this, it just intensifies my sissy desires to really wig out in a frenzied Bacchanalian orgy of intense auto-erotic homosexual sissy lust.

I had fantasized my first outing as a streetwalking sissy whore for months, spending hour upon hour perfecting my sissy body language to the finest nuance. I taught myself to walk and swish like a runway model, swinging my ass seductively, taking tiny heel to toe steps, limp wristed with my pinky extended hands flitting about like a pair of fluttering doves in that exaggerated manner so common to drag queens. I was out and proud, with an overwhelming urge to flaunt my sissiness for all to see.********



I spent the entire day getting ready. As any sissy knows, "Getting Ready" is a ritual a gurl can get lost in for hours and hours as she paints her face, trying all sorts of looks
Ranging from a sedate fasionista to a flaming heavily made up OTT drag queen that just stepped off the stage Getting Ready is something she never tires of.

I wanted to wait until after 2am, when the bars closed when guys would be cruising looking for pick ups. Throughout the day I dildo fucked, making my smooth pussy stretch to be able to take even the largest cocks I might encounter with ease, edging myself to save my cum for a long, balls deep hard fuck shooting a huge load deep in my squirming body. When a daddy shoots a huge load deep in my body I usually get the most glorious orgasms shooting gobs of my sweet sissy cum all over my flat tummy and titties, greedily licking and sucking my jizz slathered long red nailed fingers. Gawd I love the taste and feel of a mouth full of warm sticky cum, holding it in my heavily lipsticked mouth, swirling it around with my tongue as I smear it all over my inner cheeks, teeth and gums with my wiggly tongue, savoring every last drop as it drips on my little puffed up titties, all pink mixed with Revlon from my painted lips and chin and swallowing.

I did my best real OTT draggy style makeup, took some Lomotil syrup to halt any peristaltic movement of my colon and douched one more time. It is so embarrassing to see p*o p*o on a dick pulled out of my pussy. I like my lubed and perfumed pussy free of foul odor, nice and juicy and soooo tasty. A few minutes after a thorough cleaning I secrete gobs of the sweetest pussy juice where it drips down my smooth balls, exactly like a GG's aroused pussy and can do a couple of fuck without additional lube. Hopefully a pussy full of hot slippery jizz, the best lube a sissy can have, will handle any additional need for lubrication. To be on the safe side I always have a small jar of Albolene cream, my favorite pussy lube, in my bag. Always remember the 5 Ps gurls; Prior Preparation Prevents Poor Performance

I stretched sheer smoky grey thigh high nylons over my pretty painted toenails and smooth legs. I like Leggs Sheer Elegance pantyhose with sheer toes and heels, I cut them off and discard the panty portion stretching and smoothing them tight , making sure the toe seams are carefully tucked underneath to show my glistening, perfectly pedicured painted toe nails. I carefully stretch them tightly all the way to my groins, smoothing out any wrinkles feeling that delicious silkiness, rubbing my silk or nylon encased legs together is quite erotic as they slide together so slippery and sensuous. If seamed, I make sure the seams are perfectly straight. I secure them with simple elastic garters rolled up, no fancy tops, just a thin band brushing against the base of my smooth balls.
I stepped into a tiny sheer pink g-string matching me sexy shoes, the front panel spattered with rhinestones with a thin band of string elastic up the crack of my ass and over my hips barely covering my smooth half hard, drippy sissy cock. I shimmied into a clinging, light and skin tight, black latex skirt with a slit to my hip and a side velcro closure on the hip hugging waistband riding well below my navel with blue and gold threads. My skirt barely covered my full bubble ass with six thin garter straps secured to my sheer thigh high hose from a tiny front laced black and blue leather waist cincher pushing from just above my navel with my little titties up on a shelf my ripe berry-like lady nipples exposed. I had made them shocking pink with a Magic Marker. I wore a tight pink open net boat necked top with 3/4 length sleeves. my painted red nipples poking through the net. Not to be indecent I wore a cute little, dove gray, soft, k**skin bolero style jacket, a gurl must be careful about mixing too many bright and vivid colors to not look like a tramp... heaven forbid

I donned my wild red big hair wig, big gold hoop ear rings in my pierced ears, one wrist loaded with a dozen jangly gold bangles, the other with a broad shiny polished gold cuff bracelet, a gold 3 tier snake with red ruby eyes on my slender girlish right upper arm, several large sparkly pageant style rings with semi precious stones in various colors, and a delicate gold neck chain with a hollow puffy gold heart hanging just below my clavicles to my cleavage a gold chained choker with "Sissy Whore" engraved on an oval medallion and another delicate gold chain with a tiny coke spoon hanging in my cleavage.

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I filled my large, long shoulder strap "whore's bag", a flashy, fringed, gold number with my makeup bag, a tube of my favorite lube, Albolene cream, two packs of long white Virginia Slim 120 Menthols, a half pint of cheap and raw 100 proof Old Crow whisky, several viles of sparkly blow, a heated, beautiful natural looking nine inch thick dido with balls and my light blue open toed 6" stiletto heeled springolators. I was ready for whorin' as a totally wanton OTT street walking sissy slut.

I shoved my lipstick tube up my hungry pussy to keep it warm and creamy and inserted a thick walkabout butt plug attached to a short gold chain around my waist. I quickly tossed back two shots of whisky followed by two lines of sparkly blow. slipped on my thin black satin ballerina slippers and headed out the back door, out the gate, into the alley, just buzzing, I was soooo fucking high and hell bent on an adventure of sissy debauchery.
I put on more lipstick, smoked a joint and lit a cigarette as I swished and minced my way the two blocks to the main drag.

The going rate for a blow job was $5, a fuck $10 and an all nighter $100 or more, some of skankier, beat out old whores did quicky blow jobs on their knees in an alley for as little as 50 cents. On a busy night turning 20 or more tricks was not unusual for the hotter girls. In today's dollars 1 - 1955 $ is worth about $9. As you can see the trade was very lucrative, some working girls were knocking down very good money. Most of the sissies blew it all on booze, dope, more makeup and trashy whore clothing to be even more of an OTT tranny whore.

At the end of the alley I sat on a trash can to put on my stiletto heeled platforms, more lipstick and smoked a cigarette just observing the whole scene for several minutes.

At any one time there were 6-8 girls hustling, about 50/50 GGs and drag queens, coming and going as they were picked up and dropped off, the queens were getting more action by a two to one margin. As is usually the case, the queens were by far the most outrageously dressed and behaving with their heavy OTT draggy makeup, big hair wigs and trashy whore outfits. Most sissy whores are so eager and willing to do all the lewd and nasty shit lottsa horny guys like but can't get their wives or girlfriends to do.

I watched, as one hot and nasty looking micro mini skirted young, blond queen was leaning into a car window to suck the big hard cock of a dude kneeling on the front seat as she fucked her smooth naked ass with a big dildo hanging on a chain around her waist. She got the guy off, locking her glossy red lips around his spurting cock head, hollow cheeked, as she skillfully extracted every drop of his hot sticky jizz.

She spotted me sitting there taking in the whole scene and came towards me leering lasciviously, as she drew close she licked her glossy cum coated lips seductively.

"Wanna taste, honey?" she murmured

She leaned forward, legs apart teetering on those towering stiletto heels placing her hands on the back of my head pulling me to her kissing me full on the lips as her wiggly tongue voraciously slithered into my open willing mouth, I could taste the cum as she sucked my tongue and lips, it was even more delicious than I had fantasized so many times. I loved it.

" I'm Kristl, honey, where 'ya from"

I told her that I lived nearby and about my fantasy of being a real sissy whore.

"'Ya mean this is your first time out whorin, sugar"

" Yeh, first time" I stammered nervously, my voice quaking as I attempted my well-rehearsed sissy speak.

" Wow, baby you look like a real pro. I love your whorey makeup and outfit"

Kristl was in her mid-twenties, hard as nails, one of those nasty looking street queens that had been selling her hot ass as a street walker since she ran away from home at sixteen and got into d**gs big time, she had lost count of how many times she had been busted for prostitution or lewd and lascivious conduct. Kristal just didn't give a fuck, she went wherever the day took her, as long as she got plenty of cock and dope.

Kristl pulled a pint of cheap 100 proof Old Crow whiskey from her purse, took a long pull and handed it to me.

"Have a drink honey, It'll loosen 'ya up, makes me horny."

I boldly took a big swig, wincing as the harsh, biting fluid wet my throat. I felt an instant pleasant warm rush of relaxing euphoria.

Kristl posed, spinning around, flipping up her miniskirt to show me her big naked ass and her sheer tiny g-string pulled to one side baring her big smooth dangling cock and balls.
"I just had my ass augmented, gettin' my tits done too as soon as I get the bread"


She had a colorful florid tramp stamp tattoo just above the crack of her big full augmented ass with an arrow continuing to her smooth gaping starburst fuck hole, it was glistening with greasy lube and an oozing creampie running down her smooth balls. The inscription read " Fuck my sissy pussy, daddy"


I was so excited, at last here was the world in vivid color that I had fantasized about so much. That overwhelming urge that I had to be part of it had at last become reality.

"C'mon, honey lemme show 'ya the ropes, we can double team the next John that looks interesting."


Kristl pulled a glass vile from her purse, uncapped it and dipped her finger in it filling the underside of her long red nail with sparkly coke. She had about 20 grams, there looked like enough to make a sizable pile in the palm of her hand. It was the really good shit, pure uncut Mallinckrodt medical grade cocaine flakes, light and fluffy, there was no need to chop it up, just lay out some sparkly lines

Kristl pressed one finger against my left nostril
closing it and thrust her coke filled nail under the right side. "Snort deep baby, you'll love it"
I winched, my eyes rolled back, my body trembled as an intense euphoria slowly overcame as I wobbled on my high heels.
The coke went straight to my cock giving me a raging hard-on.

When you come down baby we'll do it again and shoot it next time, it's even better. I've got smack too if 'ya wanna try snowballin', half coke and half heroin. She showed me her arms with dark needle marks she tried to hide with a pale shade Revlon Colorstay waterproof foundation. Kristl was a hard core junkie, supporting her habit by sucking and fucking for cash or dope
Somehow the entire scene seemed so alluring and exciting, I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame.

We went in the ladies room behind a 7/11 store and locked the door, Kristal had a zippered leather bag containing her outfit, several little ziplock packets of coke and smack, some cotton balls, a bent spoon to cook up the dope and several 100cc disposable syringes with short little 20 gauge needles. 20 gauge is mid-size, . With smaller gauge there is a risk of perforating the wall of a vein making a nasty purple bruise and the dope is slowly absorbed, you miss out on that fantastic rush when the dope hits your brain. We sucked each others cocks to get nice and hard.
"If we're lucky we just might cum when the coke hits home so keep jackin' and keep that pretty cock nice and hard" she giggled. As I sat on the commode fingering my pussy and stroking my hard cock Krista
l made a tourniquet just above my elbow with a lavender nylon stocking. She mixed about 5 mg of coke mixed with distilled water.
"Make a fist and squeeze, honey, pump up a fat vein for Miss Kristl."
I was absolutely entranced as I watched the needle puncture my pulsing vein seeing my dark red blood swirling as she slowly pulled back the plunger mixing my blood with the coke and water, it all seemed so very sexual.
"Now relax your hand, baby , letcher' blood flow"
Kristl slowly shoved the plunger, the dope raced through my body like a thundering freight train, I momentarily thought I would flash, aka puke but didn't.

I let out a moan, my heart was pounding as I trembled all over, my cock rock hard as I nearly passed out as I fell back on the commode in sheer ecstasy. I had an intense desire to be used, used in every conceivable way a sissy could be used.

I watched, fascinated, as Kristl shot herself up with coke, she slumped at my feet and began sucking my cock until I came in her mouth. Her cock was raging hard and she shot her load without touching her cock, both hands were too busy fingering my gaping juicy pussy and jacking my cock, Just the thrill of tasting my sweet cum got her off.

Kristl was just beautiful, looking into my eyes through her heavily painted long-lashed eyes as she sucked, bobbing up and down on my hard cock coating my cock with her glossy red lipstick, tossing her long wild red hair as she slurped and moaned.
Her busy fingers probing my gaping honey pot as I heaved my hips, first one then two, three and four fingers spreads my fuck hole.
"Lean back sugar, knees on your tits and jack that pretty cock while I eat your juicy pussy"
Kristl held my stiletto heels as she spread me wide, her wet wiggly warm tongue sliding deep in my gaped drippy pussy slurping voraciously, she pulled back momentarily, murmuring, "Oh baby, your pussy juice is soooo fucking sweet, I don't wanna stop" then continued, probing even deeper.

My pussy was on fire, I could feel myself gushing gobs of my sweet pussy juice.
" Slow down, baby I don't wanna cum yet, make it last baby" I sighed.
Kristl sucked my gaping hole filling her hot lipsticked mouth with my juice, she rose up and kissed me passionately, we sucked and licked each others tongues and lips savoring my sweet nectar. Both of our cocks were raging hard and ready to blow so Kristl slowed down, slowly running her tongue up and down my pulsing throbbing shaft, licking and kissing my smooth balls looking up into my eyes with her smoldering, sultry heavily made up long-lashed eyes. She put on more lipstick. painting my hard cock red as she slid her glossy lips up and down it's entire length. one moment swirling her busy tongue around it velvety purplish head, the next deep throating me, placing her red lip print around the smooth base of my hard cock. More lipstick and she covered my smooth balls with lip prints and a red ring around my gaping pussy. OMG, I was getting the mother of all blowjobs from an absolutely extraordinary sissy cocksucker.
Krystal spread my pussy wide with two fingers of each hand, her hot, wiggly tongue felt like it would reach my heart as she as she voraciously fed on my gushing honey box. Krystl was every bit as adept at eating pussy as the nastiest lipstick lesbian could ever be. She told later me later that her mother was a bi lesbian and had her eat her pussy and her many lezzie girlfriends since she was six years old, proof that excellence begets excellence
"Oh baby slow down, make it last", I moaned. I could feel my balls tighten as my jizz started to surge up my throbbing hard cock as Krystl sucked noisily slurping, gazing into my eyes through long lashed heavily painted eyes. She gobbed on more glossy red lipstick, locking her luscious lips around my throbbing cockhead, spinning her wet warm tongue around my flaring coronal rim, licking up pearl after pearl of my oozing precum with her pointy tongue as she spread my little eye with long red nailed finger tips of one hand probing deep as she shoved two more fingers into my gaped drippy fuck hole with her other hand. We laid on our sides on the cold tile floor, smooth hairless bodies together in a 69 position as we feasted on one another's cocks balls and gaped pussies moaning and squealing with delight. One moment tongues buried in pussies the next sucking cocks and licking smooth balls frantically in a frenzy of homosexual tranny lust.
(To be conyinued).

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Wartime France

The funeral was a gloomy affair as funerals go. I am somewhat irreverent and remember clearly my twin brother and I giggling all through my Uncle’s funeral because his widow had the price ticket still dangling from the back of her hat. John and I shared a sense of mischief and humour. At our Grandfather’s funeral, we’d been unable to look at each other during the hymn ‘Praise my soul the king of heaven,’ because John had written an alternative verse that was utterly filthy and we both knew what...

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Wartime Passion

A few years ago, my wife was having a midlife crisis while I was away serving in Iraq. She was both lonely and horny. She had been without me for nearly 8 months and I still had four more months to go on my tour of duty. Char is an attractive 40 year old woman, 5'8" tall with blonde hair and green eyes. She keeps herself in great shape and still has a body to prove it, 36-30-36. Our sex life is absolutely wonderful when I am there, and I would not change a thing. She is a Hottie and we are...

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I was a wartime TV for the US Army

  'I was a Wartime Transvestite for Uncle Sam!              TJ Ryder                                          Chapter 1          Reform School Romance!    I couldn't believe that all I got from my uncle Bill when he died after all he said to me about my being hisfavorite grand nephew was an old diary from World War II.   I mean I thought we got along pretty darn good, and its not like he had any money or anything, just another oldgeezer in an assisted care center who if he ever had anythinghad...

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Summertime Fun0

Summertime Fun After my divorce I got my daughter every other weekend and for the entire summer. Now that she was fourteen and developing quite nicely I was enjoying her even more. I also indulged her desire for sexy revealing clothing, since her mother wouldn’t. Holly was pleased that I had purchased a summer home alone the beach. We used to go to the ocean when we were still a family. Another thing that I did to piss my wife off after the divorce. It was a very nice place and I...

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Summertime Chapter One

Summertime: Chapter 1 By Tommie Summertime, and the living was easy. I had just graduated college and I was home for the summer. My parents were on vacation and I had the house to myself. I had settled into a relaxed routine. Up late, lazy breakfast, a little bit of work on the computer to keep my hand in for the programmer's job I was starting in the fall. Then, as often as not, a lazy afternoon reading in the back yard before soccer training in the evening. Soccer had paid my...

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TimeLine chapter 1

Like Billy Pilgrim, John and Amy have become unstuck in time. Unlike Billy Pilgrim, theirs is a fate more akin to eternal recurrence. Fate, for sure, had intended more for them. The timeline was diverted and the two were paying the price: Amy for her stubborn obstinance; John for his arrogance. For her stubborn behavior, Amy was dealt a hand similar to that of Sisyphus. She was placed upon life's treadmill: forever struggling to make ends meet; forever struggling to find her way...

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TimeLine chapter 2

When did the first, unfortunate fork in the timeline take place? Each attempt to divert the timeline back onto its true, fateful path has resulted in failure. Time is growing short, and an altered fate nearer. Each manipulation has resulted in this fate's end time grower slightly nearer or farther, but no significant change has occurred. Given that recursion is the problem, perhaps it is also the solution. Perhaps. The two share a weakness -- each knows on some level what needs to...

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Facetime Accident With Mother In Law

Facetime Accident With Mother In LawIt was the usual time me and my girlfriend would facetiming but I felt a little risky this time so I was already naked. I gave her number a ring and had the camera straight at my junk trying to throw a little surprise there for her. I was swaying it back and forth and I still didn't get a reply. All I heard was.. “Uhm... Hello...” Next thing I noticed it was my girlfriends mom. I said oh shit and struggled trying to hang up while she said “No no... don't hang...

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Timeless Beauty 2

TIMELESS BEAUTY 2 BY PAUL G. JUTRAS Alex walked from the shower trying to dry his long shoulder length hair. In only a bath robe, he entered his college dorm room and turned on the television. The channel 5 weather man was giving a major warning for its forecast. As a transsexual he was happy to of gotten a single room. "This just in," said the weatherman. "This looks like it will be the worst hurricane season for Florida since the 1960s. The major threats are the hurricanes that...

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Sentiments of a Submissive

Sentiments of a Submissive By:? Miss Georgia Peach As told to:? JEP  Introduction:? Miss Peach is the most unique submissive I have ever encountered.? In addition to being incredibly beautiful, she has the mind of a true intellect.? She has a unique ability to put words together to create a vivid word picture that is truly a work of eroticism.? The following are her words to express her sentiments and a few of her experiences.???????????????? JEP  I do love the concept of being pierced...

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Springtime Summit

I smile as I step out of the car, my boots crunching against the gravel beneath my feet. It’s one of those perfect spring days – the sun shining brightly through the crisp, cool air, a bit of breeze carrying that intoxicating earthy, damp smell of the season. My smile broadens as I remember that quote from Miss Congeniality: the “perfect date” was April 25th, because “it’s not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.” I guess I am a cliché, but I can’t help it. I love Spring. New...

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Springtime is for Lovers

When we first met it was entirely by accident. Even now I remember it clearly, although almost four decades have passed by since then. It was one of those lovely bright sunny days that are so typical of Paris in the springtime.I was strolling along the Boulevard Haussmann, just outside the Magasin au Printemps where the pretty girls were selling their bunches of lily of the valley as they traditionally used to do on the first day of May.  I wasn't looking where I was going, daydreaming as...

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Another Springtime Ch 05

Chapter 5: Encounters On The Open Road Looking back now afterward I still cannot make sense out of what happened that day at the motel at LeGrande, Oregon. They had picked up our trail somehow, although I think it must have been a matter of pure chance. I have reviewed it now a thousand times and cannot see where we left a trail to open ourselves to their tracing. Nevertheless, we had an encounter on a Tuesday morning after a pleasant stay in LeGrande and breakfast at the restaurant across the...

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Springtime In Pennsylvania

I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done. There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...

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Springtime for Summers

Springtime for Summers (c) 2002 by Nom de Plume Anne Summers had always thought that Christmas would be the worst time. The death of her husband Patrick the preceding September had been such a devastating shock, she had barely gone through the motions that first December, in an effort to create a semblance of joy for her three year old daughter Lindy. In her fragile state, she had succumbed to the smooth advances of her investment advisor, Andrew Nash, a...

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Springtime In Pennsylvania

I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done.There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...

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Springtime on the Farm

It’s been 29 years since this happened but I remember it as if it was yesterday. I changed her name but the incidents are true. I knew what the ‘bird’ was, we used it at school to taunt and tease our friends, a greeting. We knew it had a sexual connotation but that wasn’t why we flipped each other off. I could stiff finger my friends and they would laugh and reply in kind, it was part of how we communicated. Once in a while though I would give my younger sister the finger because she irritated...

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BSC07 the First Lifestyle NudistsChapter 5 Lazy Springtime Dreams

Eventually Joan Simpson stopped gesticulating with her hands and just pointed to a building through the trees that she wanted Hank and Lynn to take the car up to. Once the car was parked the proprietor of the Success Nudist Resort would catch up with them and give them all a proper tour of the facilities. This naked woman then disappeared back into the Admin Building leaving Hank and Lynn to climb back into the car and drive up to the building she had pointed out to them. Tom just sat there...

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Mistress playtime Pt 2

I untie you and move you to the bed. I restrain you to the bed by tying your hands above your head, then spreading your legs. By doing this I have great access to your ass. I look at you looking at me, waiting. I leave your nipples and cock alone for now and get to work on your ass. Using lube and a toy. I get between your legs. My nails are sharp but short. I have to really dig into your skin to scrape you and leave red marks behind. I scrape my finger nails up your inner thighs and grab your...

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Sweet And Sentimental

Sweet And Sentimental by Throne I was at my computer, dressed in panties and my long, pink-champagne nightgown. What I was wearing felt so good against my smooth satiny skin. Instead of one of my wigs I had my natural hair, which is collar- length, up in ponytails at the sides of my head. For make-up I had on just a touch of blush and some pink-tinted lip gloss. I was in the middle of reading a newly posted story on my favorite site, Make Believe Mania, when I heard the front door...

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Hannah SHOWTIME MOM

Carol began to shake realizing her daughter and Jim were becoming excited by her. Hands ran over her body. They were smiling and making lewd comments. Overcome with fear, Carol took the only desperate course she knew. “I’ll do what ever you want, just don’t hurt me anymore. Please, I’ll let you do what you want and then you can live together, I promise, I’ll forget everything.” “ Please don’t hurt me.” “Hannah, I am your Mom. Jim, I have known you for 20 years.” “Please....

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Showtime

SPELLS r' US: Showtime By Raven Jeff was a drama student at the university. Ever since he was a little boy he wanted to be an actor. Jeff grew up watching all of the old greats: Errol Flynn, Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., and all of the swashbuckling heros. In truth, that is how he pictured him- self. The modern movies just couldn't capture the "daring-do" of the old black and whites! Jeff was convinced that when he became a star, he would be able to bring...

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Showtime Part 3

e amaze each other, Jennifer, but I'm going to amaze you the most. I have a passion to live within easy reach of Shaftsbury Avenue and the rest of theatreland. Footlights and greasepaint are part of me and I constantly need to feel the pulse of the West End. That being the case I'm going to make Horace Pratt an offer for this house." "You're going to buy number nineteen?" Jennifer asked incredulously, "But how? You're always so short of money. You never have two brass pennies to rub...

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Showtime Part 1

SHOWTIME Part 1 The train raced south though a late spring morning. Clickerty-clack, clickerty-clack, wheels making music of their ride over hard steel rails. Jennifer Hancock wedged herself tight into the corner of her seat by the window to gaze with growing boredom at the green fields and tops of houses that had been the scenery for most of the time since her journey from York had begun. On the surface there seemed little chance for sexual intrigue on such a trip. The passenger...

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Showtime Part 5

SHOWTIME Part 5 Daylight cutting in between ill-fitting curtains awoke Jennifer Hancock early, but it took several moments for dormant cogs of concupiscence to crank into motion. Eventually she wiped the back of a hand over her eyes to brush away a wisp of hair before rolling from her bed and lurching across to the window. Rain was falling; fat wet drops bouncing on the sills outside as she gazed out on the closely packed roofs and chimney-pots opposite, all standing on top of...

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Saving Amy Part 5 Showtime

SAVING AMY PART 5: SHOWTIME "So you will tell me if she does anything stupid, right?" Even through the tinny speaker, there were clear overtones of concern in the question. Alyssa glanced down at the phone on the dressing table, then resumed brushing her lustrous hair. "Sure," she replied, but then sighed. "Only..." "Only what?" Alyssa hesitated. "Only, by 'stupid', I assume you mean something other than letting herself get fucked by fifteen horny old dudes and swallowing so...

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Showtime

Showtime "Gentlemen and lady. We have a new delight for you for one night only. Fresh from the streets of downtown Bangkok I give you an English whore originally known as Thomas but as you can see from her tattoos now known as Felicity." Collared I was led out onto the stage wearing just a black bra filled with large breast forms and black nylon bikini panties. I had been abducted and now I was to be the star of a seedy sex show. I was forced onto my hands and knees. Whilst most Thai...

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Showtime 2

Showtime 2 "Lady and gentlemen. Tonight we have for your pleasure a bridegroom on his honeymoon here in Bangkok. His nineteen year old bride is on her way to our breeding farm where she will be continuously bred until she becomes infertile in probably 20 to 25 years time. Then she will have a brief career as an actress starring in her one and only film. "Contrary to convention James here has taken his wife's name of Veronica and as you can see she is wearing her wedding lingerie. I...

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SHOWTIME

“We are both naked sitting on high stools facing each other. We are both going to watch each other receive oral sex from people we have never met before. “A male we have never met before is standing behind me teasing my nipples with his fingertips. His lady is watching as she prepares to tongue fuck me. “Or perhaps a female we have never met before is is standing behind me teasing my nipples with her fingertips. Her man is watching as he prepares to tongue fuck me. “And the same for you. A...

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The Untimely Demise of Jessica

The Untimely Demise of Jessica My name is Jessica and I am a 38 year old part time cross-dresser. One night a week usually Wednesday or Thursday and always on Saturday night I shed my non- descript dull accountant male persona named John and emerge as a tall, willowy, red haired, confident, sexy gurl called Jessica. I am 5'11" in my stocking feet but I am always in at least 3" heels. I weigh 160 pounds, with a nice soft round ass. My entire body is shaved smooth and my skin is soft to...

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Daddy And Laceys Nighttime Ritual

Chapter 1Finally, my wife took her ass to bed! By staying up much later, she’d almost messed up Lacey’s and my nighttime ritual that we’d been enjoying for a year. Maybe my attitude towards Ellen was unfair, but we’d been in a loveless marriage for years. We’d only gotten married because she got pregnant and we tried to make it work, but we’d led mostly separate lives for half of our daughter’s life.Speaking of our seventeen-year-old daughter, I was spooning Lacey on the couch while we watched...

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First Timers1

I must admit that did not have a girlfriend since I left college and was busy making a name for myself at work and with the money I was making. Ok so I found myself in AL and got this really nice apartment in a high rise that was very classy. My first day of work saw me get my own office and had a personal tour by my superior. Things went well as I settled into my new job and I was as busy with work as can be. About 3 months in I got my first project completed and it sure did make me proud...

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Summertime Love

The darkness enveloped them both, lit only by a small pink-shaded lamp on her side of the bed. They’d been married for years, until chance and the fortune of summertime alone, free of children for a short time, led them to discover their lovemaking anew, slow and sensual, a contrast to the hurried, giggling, sneaking around after the kids were abed. She would slip into their bedroom, right before he was due to come home, stripping off her clothes and lying in the semidarkness. No toys or...

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Summertime Threesome

Michael Hawkins was your typical student in school. He made sure that all of his studies were done before anything else had happened in his life. A lot of times, he wished he had more freedom to do what he had wanted but his parents were afraid that he may stray down a path of drugs and crime. Michael’s brother David was doing a life bid for murder and he had been locked up for 5 years of a life sentence with no chance of parole so his parents made sure tht they did everything they could to...

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Summertime Incest Story Collection

Welcome to the Summertime Incest Story Collection, an anthology of short incest stories sharing the hottest season’s setting or vibe. As it is summer, Father’s Day in June will feature in a few stories but they may reflect themes of hot summer lust, occur during a summer vacation, or simply take place in the season. And, while we are currently talking about summer in the northern half of the planet as it happens right now this could be summer in the Southern Hemisphere or a hot week in the...

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Summertime Saga Memories

A.N. I would like to thank Dark Cookie for giving me permission to write a story about his game Summertime Saga. Feel free to check out Dark Cookies Patreon to support him and his game. Summer was nearly over. Peter's wild adventure had run its course. Now Peter was sleeping in his new house by the beach. When Peter woke up in his large bedroom in his beach house, he found himself feeling lethargic, and he struggled to get out of bed. When he finally got the energy to push the covers off of it...

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Shadowsblade Summertime has to end

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without. To all my readers, thanks for your posts. I do read each one and some of the ones posted recently, they added to my ideas on where to go in long term plot ideas! So keep posting and thinking out there! Copyright © 2016 by Shadowsblade All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by...

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Summertime Threesome

Michael Hawkins was your typical student in school. He made sure that all of his studies were done before anything else had happened in his life. A lot of times, he wished he had more freedom to do what he had wanted but his parents were afraid that he may stray down a path of drugs and crime. Michael's brother David was doing a life bid for murder and he had been locked up for 5 years of a life sentence with no chance of parole so his parents made sure tht they did everything they could to...

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Summertime Mary

It was 1974 and the summer before my senior year of high school. At 17, I stood about 5'10" and had a lean, firm body kept that way by playing racquetball and jogging. I had my own car, a used '69 Chevelle SS, that I paid for by working at a local grocery store. Dad had made a five hundred dollar down payment for me and co-signed the note, but I was making the payments and paying for my own gas and any maintenance the car needed. Dad paid for my insurance. I had started at the store as soon...

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College girl summertime fantasy

Watching the clock count down the minutes to the weekend was all that was in my mind that Friday! "Wow, I'm so glad that week is over" I said to myself once quitting time came. "Yeah, me too, have a good weekend everybody" was pretty much a given to hear while leaving on a Friday. Working Monday through Friday 9:00am to 6:00pm as a customer service call center account manager is taxing on the nerves but sure pays the bills, This week was definitely one for the books. I had just broke up with my...

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