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I was back in El Paso on business for a few days, I and remembered having a really fun time at a very seedy off the road adult booth and sex shop. The place was always full of mostly Latino dick of every age, size and type. The first time I was there, I was in heaven sucking every type cock being fed to me; cut, uncut, large, small, beefy, you name the cock and I sucked it!This time I decided to totally fem out and give the guys a look at a little cock-teasing whore. Cute wig, earrings, painted...
I was sick and tired of Becky Finklestein. I hated the way that she bullied me, and I hated the way that Courtney swooned over her. But I couldn’t do anything to stop her, not with muscles like that. I needed an advantage. So I made a phone call. Ernesto Valderrama was Miss Valderrama’s husband. They shared a dojo, with Ernesto teaching boys and his wife teaching girls. Lessons were over by the time I got there, but Ernesto said he would make an exception for me after I told about how I was...
This little tale is my response to a rather unpleasant lurker on FictionMania whose idea of commenting on a story is to say how revolted s/he is that the transformee doesn't immediately raise holy hell and force whoever did it to change her back to the original male self. Warning: This story has some rather brutal "on-stage" sex. Brute Force - By Ellie Dauber Sgt. Jeff Rikker slowly opened his eyes. He was a prisoner. He knew that. He and his squad had been scouting a suspected...
This is a transgender story. It's also part mult-part (But loaded as one file and not finished). Maybe it will go to a conclusion if there is any interest. You should be at least 18 to read this. It involves obviously transgender items, body growth. If any of these offend you please do not read any further. Oh gee, the obvious part, nobody depicted in this story is real, that would be a little hard as its a Sci-Fi Story to begin with! Organ Transplant by...
Only one thing made piano and organ lessons worthwhile. I hated the piano and organ, I hated music, I hated recitals, and I hated practicing. But, I loved the lessons, because I loved Miss Bailey. She was my first love. I’d been going to her since before I was six years old. Now, at fourteen, I gotta admit, I was pretty good at playing the piano and organ, both, although I hated them. I just went because of her. If I had some crusty old white-haired broad for a teacher, I would have thrown a...
Not everybody is a visual turn-on, and my plain Jane looks made me one of the least popular girls in school at that critical time when hormones took control. I could become a slut, I suppose, but then boys would pass my name around and soon, everybody who asked would want a fifteen minute 'date'. No, I stayed a virgin while all my former close friends drifted away to be with their boyfriends. It was frustrating as hell, and soon I was moving up to my senior year in high school! The...
Evening didn’t take long to reach Little River, but the town never got all that quiet. Saloon laughter and arguments, a lone coyote off howling about something important to him, the wind whipping through. Sometimes I felt the night was talking to me, trying to tell me something. Word had come from Cleveland, via Kansas City, to pull in their murder suspect. Hold Venerable until further instructions arrived. It was a law enforcement request, not an order, but I was more than ready to...
Introduction: Posted by Anonymous at http://www.tpe.com/~altarboy/ Reposted here(not mine) My wife is an organic scientist, a damm fine one. She has always made me proud with many groundbreaking discoveries. She was raking the money in since shortly after we married and it was a no brainer for me to take to the house dad role. I raised the kids, pursued my hobbies, we traveled, and had a great time. Our sex life had the ups and downs of any marriage, cycles I guess. Generally though we were...
That was June 2021, about 2 years after the last baby left for collage. Yev finally made a long sought after breakthrough on engineered semi-sentient organics. Now an entire new kind of product was possible. Chairs that would perfectly conform to the needs of the user by sensing the body shape, anxiety level, even mood of the person sitting in it. The products were alive and could solve specific engineered problems, but were far from sentient and had no personality like a pet. I never...
Shauna waits tables at a local restaurant. I met her when I first moved to town. She was still in high school then and worked part-time as a waitress. Now twenty-three years old, she still looks eighteen-ish and is sweet as the girl next door. She has very curly dirty blonde hair and big hazel eyes. She stands about five-foot-six-inches tall and weighs all of about a hundred pounds. She is maybe an A-cup and she has an ass made for yoga pants. Her skin is milky white with a smattering of...
TransI moved in with Morgan about four months after we met. That first night was the most incredible night of my life. I fell madly in love, and she did too thankfully! We decided to make the big change and live together since we were always with each other anyway.The sex is always incredible. And we continue to explore new things, which got me thinking one night while we were eating dinner."You need to let me fuck you sometime," I said. "What do you mean?" she asked. "You are always fucking me, but...
TransI showed up on time for my hair appointment and Morgan, the young lady who was going to cut my hair, was just finishing up with a client. This was my first time to this salon, so I took the opportunity to look around while she finished up.When she was done with that client, she cleaned up and called me over. "James, I'm ready for you now". I sat down in the chair and she put the plastic drape on me. "Just take it off the ears and off the neck. Then just even it out on top. And the part...
TransI returned from the kitchen with drinks in hand to find Morgan and Shauna sitting very close to each other on the couch.“You two look cozy,” I remarked, smiling. “What are we talking about?”“Morgan was just telling me that you like to watch,” Shauna replied, placing her hand far up on Morgan’s thigh. “So, do you like to watch?” she asked.“Yes, I do!” I answered, pretty much knowing where this was headed.“Great!” Morgan exclaimed. “So, then we’re going to put on a little show for you. But...
TransI would press my skin against yours just to feel the moisture and the beating of your heart. I would kiss you in your neck and go through your soaked hair with my right hand and hold my left hand between your breasts to feel you breathe. I can see your breath as clouds climbing from your mouth. Then I would press my lips against yours and close my eyes. I would make our tongues meet while the fabricated rain kept drowning the cold air around us. And from then I would wait for you to take a next...
I would press my skin against yours just to feel the moisture and the beating of your heart. I would kiss you in your neck and go through your soaked hair with my right hand and hold my left hand between your breasts to feel you breathe. I can see your breath as clouds climbing from your mouth. Then I would press my lips against yours and close my eyes. I would make our tongues meet while the fabricated rain kept drowning the cold air around us. And from then I would wait for you to take a next...
Straight SexMORGANA PART FIVE BY MAGGIE FINSON Chapter 7 WARRIOR The next sleep cycle was a very restless one for me. I couldn't get several things out of my mind. First, that I had actually had her in my hands, more or less, and allowed her to go on Sylvan. How many lives would have been saved if I had simply rounded all the refugees up and delivered them to one of the camps set up for displaced Cheryii? Realistically, I understood that Morgana hadn't become the nemesis of...
MORGANA PART 3 BY MAGGIE FINSON CHAPTER 6 THE FORGE I sat idly waiting for my traveling companion of several days to make her appearance, stirring the ice in my emptied out glass with a finger while thoughtfully reviewing all that she had told me so far. None of it made sense while it all made more sense than I was willing to admit. Only someone with NTF training and experience could have turned the tides of war so completely against the Federation in such a short...
Chapter 4 CHANGELING I sat back in my chair for a few moments of disbelieving silence that stretched into minutes before I could find voice to question, ?You actually expect me to believe that you were Michael Morgan?? ?Why would I lie to you, Curtis?? Wearing a bleak, sad smile she simply sat there and looked at me for a few long moments with those tilted, almond shaped eyes. ?What would I possibly gain by doing that?? ?An ally in the enemy camp,? I responded shortly. ...
FOREWARD: To all of you who have been waiting for this one, I apologize for the wait. I won't go into the details of why it happened, but life threw me a few sudden curves over the past year. Once I got restarted on the story I also realized that getting it all into one last chapter was not going to happen, so here is the first of the new ones that will bring this part of the saga to a close. Again, my most humble apologies for the wait all of you have put up with for me to get this...
MORGANA PART IV BY MAGGIE FINSON The Forge - continued ?My God,? I leaned back in my chair, having unconsciously leaned forward during the last part of her narrative. ?That was you! I had you in my hands and helped you get away.? ?You had no way of knowing back then, Curtis,? my companion gave me an enigmatic smile. ?Nor did I. My conversion from mother, daughter, sister, and healer to the so terrible warrior that your NTF fears so came in stages. Sylvan was only the...
You are fascinated by the male sex organ. All the amazing components that make up the male anatomy. In this case, the specimen before you is me. I let you lay me down on my back naked so you can examine my manly parts up close and personal. I have not had an orgasm in a full week knowing you were going to have this opportunity with me today. My prostate gland is deep inside me. My anus looks like a rosebud and is the opening of my asshole. My perineum is my cock's root, the area just...
MORGANA PART 6 BY MAGGIE FINSON CHAPTER 9: RAID The holographic display showed a bleak, airless rock barely the size of a decent moon drifting through interstellar space without natural partners. Not that McGary point was lifeless, there were dozens of domes covering the pressurized entrances to tunnels leading down to immense chambers used to store freight and supplies. Ugly, deadly blocks of defensive emplacements were also visible scattered in a seemingly random...
MORGANA BY MAGGIE FINSON CHAPTER 1 The Prisoner I first saw her in chains. Oh, not the old fashioned linked kind that you see in period pieces and historical tales on the Vid. These chains were pure energy, connected to slender cuffs on her wrists, ankles, and a silvery belt around her waist. At least technology in 3251 Old Count, 1244 New Terran relieved her of the ignominy bearing clanking and clashing chains would have caused. Her dignity in captivity was...
This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Song lyrics contained herein remain the original artist’s property. Many thanks to editor Tom Graham of Girls_cum_first. * I slipped my canoe into the creek water, stepped in while steadying the craft, pushed off and eased myself into the seat. I...
Organization of Heroes: Mimic By Angela J. I. "His name is Joe Clark," said the man in dark grey fancy suit. The two men were in a large living room decorated with very expensive looking furnishings and were watching a large video screen that projected out from the ceiling in the middle of the room. One man was sitting in a wheelchair while the other man in a grey suit sat next to him in a couch. The man in the wheelchair looked like he was in his thirties while the man in...
Most objects burn up in the upper atmosphere, but every so often, something makes it through. Upon impact, there is no telling what might linger within the craggy rock and ice. From high above Bailey College on the coast of Virginia, one such object made it through. It tumbled down at high velocity, expelling its outer layers as it prepares for impact. The rock, approximately the size of a bowling ball on impact, slammed into the Earth with a loud thump in South Woods, just off campus. The...
I was supposed to be babysitting her, not fucking her brains out. Now I couldn't stop thinking about it. I had a raging hard on as I replayed the scene in my mind again and again; my right hand stroking my rock hard cock as I pictured what had happened. All I knew at the moment, was that I wanted my sister’s tight pussy again, and to feel her move against me until I flooded her with cum. A few minutes passed and I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep the way I was. Quickly but quietly,...
What you'll find on Tube Pleasure is what you typically expect to find on a tube website. A whole lot of hardcore (and softcore) pornographic videos is what you probably have in mind, and that's exactly what you'll get. So, the first thing that I have to mention is the fact that Tube Pleasure is minimalistic, as in, you don't get many features on this page. It's as simple as it gets. I didn't mind it. However, at least you get categories, enough categories to last you for eons and these should...
Porn AggregatorsTHE ORGANIZATION BY MASTERINCThis story is purely fictional and does not represent known persons or places. It is entirely a creation of my own dark imagination. All rights reserved.Chapter 1??The CaptureI saw her at the Outlet Mall. She was just as I remembered her from my days of watching volleyball and basketball at her high school two years pervious. She still had that great ?female? presence with a beautiful face, bright smile, and wonderful figure. As a senior in high school she was...
I slammed the front door hard; I was pissed, my parents were leaving again for NYC. I knew their job was difficult and they worked for an important business firm. But I still didn't want them to leave me alone again to babysit my sister! I hated it when my parents made me babysit her. I'm eighteen and would much rather hang around my friends, staring at girls at the mall. My sister is just a few weeks shy of her seventeenth birthday. Today she was really ruining my plans. She decided to stay...
IncestOrganize crime been around for hundreds of years. There been people who make their own law for centuries. There people that law enforcement can’t seem to totally wipe out. There been a recent trend of female crime bosses. They are women who take control of a normally male dominated business. Their women have to be smarter, tougher and sometime more sadistic then there male counterparts. Sometime they are all 3. These women tend to use sex as a weapon as much as the use normal weapons. There are...
FetishThe following is organizing a typical get together with James. The lead up to the night, usually, which we use to get together with him every 1 to 3 months depending on how horny we were. If you read my true stories you would have read how getting together weekly became too routine and loosing some charm but by having long breaks and returning to normal family life in between worked really well much to James's disappointment. Cuckold couples, wife sharing couples will relate to this quite well...
1 In the distance, Erin could hear the freshly turned girl moaning and grunting as the blonde, Lindsay, toyed with her. The sound simultaneously repulsed and aroused her. "She's going to be a beauty when she fully changes," Megan said. Erin turned to face her the arrogant brunette. "You're a freak. All of you are freaks," she said. Megan snorted. "As if you aren't?" Erin burned with shame and stared down at the floor. An image of the terrified girl Erin turned flashed through...
Jessie felt the polished steel of the door handle at the entrance to the public safety trailer warm in her hand. The sky was slate gray and a gentle mist fell at a steady pace. Things were not well in the world of Jessie Vitelli. The idea of ratting on her best friend, of ruining their friendship, it did not sit well with Jessie. The girl Jessie saw last night was not Leah. Those primal eyes and that inhuman strength when Leah grasped Jessie's arms. A shudder ran through Jessie just...
Mr. Ronald came by the burger joint and asked 'David, I met a guy that you would not believe. (Mr. Ronald is an older guy in his fifties, I'm a teenage boy just turned s*******n. From time to time Mr. Ronald would come and pick me up to have sex with him or he would pimp me out to his old friends. Yes I accepted money from them, they wanted to pay and I wanted the money.) I told Mr. Ronald 'I get off at eight tonight, I'll be ready at eight thirty.' Mr. Ronald smiled and paid for his order and...
Jessie felt the polished steel of the door handle at the entrance to the public safety trailer warm in her hand. The sky was slate gray and a gentle mist fell at a steady pace. Things were not well in the world of Jessie Vitelli. The idea of ratting on her best friend, of ruining their friendship, it did not sit well with Jessie. The girl Jessie saw last night was not Leah. Those primal eyes and that inhuman strength when Leah grasped Jessie’s arms. A shudder ran through Jessie just thinking...
Morgan's Rape WombPainter stories . xnxx . com With flowing brown hair and dark penetrative orbs, Morgan texted one of her first friends. Since high school, the two of them had become inseparable and even on a sex forum she discovered he had an account. Back and forth, the messages traveled, eventually leading up to a date and time both agreed to meet. "I want to see you, for real." She typed. "Well I happen to be a couple towns from you in California", he texted...
"H-hello. My name is Claire McBice, and I have been under my son's control for nearly two weeks." It's hard to take a breath after introducing myself. The small circle of women listening may be my last hope to escape dire circumstances. My marriage is on the verge of collapse. My eldest daughter has fled our home, and my youngest boy will undoubtedly, soon discover his older brother's crimes against me and his father. I am filled with fear, but right now I am more afraid of these...
‘Katie! Katie, over here!’ Oh god, how embarrassing. Katherine tried to smile benignly and maintain some sense of decorum as she waked towards her ridiculous mother who was waving her hands over her head, trying to draw as much attention to herself as possible. ‘Katie!’ She had the most enormous smile on her face, which was slightly flustered from all of the excitement. A small little bit of Katherine’s heart soared to see her familiar face, to hear her warm maternal voice, but a bigger...
He stepped around so she could see him, she looked up, her face was a ruin of tear stained makeup, grief filled her reddened eyes. She caught her breath when she saw him looking down on her, she lowered her phone and challenged, “What?” “What’s going on Morgan, what’s wrong?” His sister lifted the phone to her ear, “I’ll call you later Becky,” pause, sniffle, “Yeah, my brother is here.” She sat up, cross-legged on her bed and wiped her nose with a wad of tissue, “I screwed up big time,...
What must have been hours later, we both were awakened when Morgan came back to the dorm room. "Yo sleeeeeepy heads," Morgan said. "Oh, what time is it?" Chris asked. "It's about 5pm" Morgan said. "We needed a nap," Chris said. "I can see that," Morgan said. "Dave was just going," Chris said. "Morgan could you hand me my underwear off the pile on the chair?" I asked. "No. You'll have to fetch them yourself," Morgan said. "You just want to see his cock!" Chris...
I had been out of graduate school for a while, and was bumping along with my interior decorating business. My business was good, and I had developed a rather loyal following of clients...oddly enough, all women. I was often told by my clients that it was wonderful to find a man who was so very visual. A few times they went on to say, "You know, most people who are as gifted visually as you are, are either gay men or woman." At first the comments bothered me, but after a while I figured...
I woke up with a leather hood over my head. I couldn't see. I couldn't speak. My hands and feet were tied to the bed. I began to whistle to get some attention. "He's awake. I'll get the mask off," said Morgan. Morgan removed the mask. She was wearing a robe. Next to her stood Chris, who was also wearing a robe. "Can you untie my hands and feet?" I asked. "You were thrashing around, so we tied your hands and feet so you wouldn't hurt yourself," Chris said. "And you were making...
Next day I was over for diner. their house was not well kept but they welcomed me and called their teen children down to see me. Billy came down first and then Morgan, both home from college. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Morgan. Many a guy may not find her exciting but I jumped at the sight. Morgan is about 5 foot 3 and a small build. Her breasts are smallish but perky. She had a white T-shirt and her breasts barely pushed out but her nipples poked out. Her auburn hair was a...
By the time Morgan and Chris moved into the new high rise apartment building, I had briefed the Dungeons and Dragons Club to refer to me as "President Dave" instead of "Dave the Dungeon Master" to anyone who asked. I explained I was now dating Morgan, and while D&D players would see the "Dungeon Master" as a huge title, the rest of the world would think I was some kind of S&M freak. The press and papparazzi tsunami began the day after Entertainment Tonight talked about us....
I wanted to fuck her the first time I saw her. She was down the hall, maybe ten yards distant, walking away from me with my boss, and she was wearing a short tight skirt that showed off her well-shaped little ass and legs. She was young, well less than half my age, probably in her early twenties I correctly guessed. She was petite, a half-head shorter than me and couldn’t weigh over a hundred pounds. Her hair was dark and sort; a ‘pixie’ cut, I think they call it. She turned and I noted that...
Josh and I hung out until Morgan got home. Morgan had on loose sweat pants and a loose sweat shirt. She had gone conservative in her clothing. We eyed her closely as she walked through the kitchen. “Morgan, stop a minute. Spin around. Josh wants to get a better look.” Red Faced Morgan stopped and turned around. “Sweetie, those clothes don’t flatter you. Take off that Sweat-shirt.” “Bob! I don’t have anything underneath.” “I smiled, that’s good.” Morgan looked puzzled, unwilling....
I edited and rewrote some lines in this story. This story was written to see if there are genres that I can write that I have no experience in, and make it real enough for people to enjoy. I was surprised at how well people received my story. Thank you in advance for reading my work. Tom ((((((((((At the End of part 1))))))))))) When we last left Tom and Morgan, after the death of her mom and a drunken interaction with her Daddy, they were both having fantasies about each other. Morgan was...
Neal pulled the lateral bar down and watched the weights rise up, relishing the strain he felt in his deltoids. Going to the gym had been an intimidating impossibility at first. But then it became a comfortable after-work routine, something to fill his evenings with. And then gradually, it had become something to look forward to because of times like this, when he was lifting more weight than he’d ever thought possible before. Back when he was a fat kid, he never would have imagined that...
I edited and rewrote some lines in this story. This story was written to see if there are genres that I can write that I have no experience in, and make it real enough for people to enjoy. I was surprised at how well people received my story. Thank you in advance for reading my work. Tom Tom and Morgan, Growing Together, chapter 1 A Father/Daughter Story... She was only sixteen years old when first she heard the word Cancer in her house. The house that she lived in with her mother and...
“Hi, Uncle Andy” I heard a voice behind me. It was Morgan, Rachel’s best friend and nearly constant companion during the school year. “There goes my chance for any pussy” I thought to myself. “Good day, Morgan” I replied cheerfully. “How has your summer been so far?” “Oh, very good” she said. “I’ve had several wonderful new experiences”. She looked me directly in the eye and winked. “What’s that about?” I wondered to myself. Morgan and Rachel couldn’t look further apart but were best friends....
Morgan had blonde, steely blue eyes, a great shape, and a nice butt, especially in jeans. She was rather tall for a women, but very attractive, and she had an innocence about her that was alluring too. Morgan was always very friendly and I was definitely interested in her, but being I was a lot older than she was, I felt there was know way she’d be interested in me. I wanted to run into as much as possible, hoping to talk with her, and even if it was only in passing, I always hoped the...
Morgan had an affliction. It began when she was twelve years old, she began to grow at an alarming rate. Now her mother and father were of normal height, there was not any strange growth stories in their family. Morgan’s parents took her to doctors, trying to find out why she was growing. Nothing was ever proven, she was a normal healthy young woman. When she was fourteen she was six one, still a skinny girl who had to suffer the torments of being the tallest girl in school. She never went on...
Morgan and Sally spent the evening cuddling and caressing each other before showering together. After their shower Sally led Morgan to his room. The evening of close contact and then the shower had both of them worked up but they stuck to Sally’s promise to Alice and brought each other off with their mouths before settling to sleep. By four in the morning Morgan was sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee. He had been awakened by a DREAM, for Morgan a DREAM was far different from a...
“Look up at me Morgan.” Looking into her eyes, how could it get any better, a sweet little teen, Bacon and Eggs and a blowjob. I was ready to cum. “Morgan, get your breakfast plate.” She gave me this stupid look. “Bitch, can’t you fucking hear me.” “Morgan got her plate. As she looked on I jacked my cock until my spunk shot over her eggs. You should have seen the look on her face. The cum covered the egg yokes. “This needs a little topping.” I spit on top of the eggs and gave...
Josh was laughing watching surveilence camera. Morgan was laying crying on the floor cum on her face. “Look at that bitch crying. Fuck Yea. Wish he would have reamed that tight ass. Bob, you ever see anything like this?” I had mixed feelings, Morgan was my friend but this was hot. I couldn’t let Josh know I felt at all bad for Morgan” “This is choice, Fucking slut had it coming.” I yelled. “Oh, poor little cunt is cryng.” “That cum running down her face was priceless. We laughed...
The band's encore faded out and the final set for the night came to an end. Pumped-up festival-goers began to pour out of the arena looking to take the party elsewhere – probably to a field somewhere, in true country style. I took one look at the human traffic jam at the arena gates and decided to stay put and wait out the crowd. As the crowd thinned, I noticed the blanket of red plastic cups and other rubbish that had been discarded all over the grassy arena. Still buzzed with energy from the...
OutdoorMorgan returned from college to be abused by father and brother. She befriends Bob next door who she did not realize was secretly photographing her. Bob along with his friend Josh continue abuse of the girl. Bob gives Morgan slut clothes and takes her to a garage where she helps to pay the Bill. Now outside in a bad neighborhood her troubles...