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All writings in this series are purely works of fiction and any reference to companies or people are fictitious for the purposes of this fictional writing. Tesco Tart - Part 6 All of what had occurred in David's time off work slipped into the distance as he prepared for his Monday morning back at the store. Michelle's clothes were washed, dried and ironed and hung neatly back in her wardrobe. Only her black basic housekeeping dress remained unwashed, stuffed into the washing machine for later attention. The previous nights last minute chores had only stretched to the hand wash of the frilled white maids apron which Michelle had selfishly and indulgently defiled with her own creamy cum as a self reward to herself for getting David ready for work. His Grocery Assistant black cargo pants and blue polo shirt were ironed and waiting. The morning routine was natural to Michelle now, not that it hadn't been before her weeks holiday from the store but with quality time as herself it was even more so. Already smooth, soft and moisturized all over a quick warm shower brought her back to her dressing table. She was glad that she had awoken early when she realized that a few things needed attention. Using her magnified mirror she plucked a few unmasculine hairs from her brows and, assessing the time, filed her nails and applied her 'usual' soft pink nail polish. Happy in herself Michelle quickly but carefully applied the light brown eyeliner and mascara with a subtle hand. Michelle was very aware that David had to 'fit in' with his colleagues on the shop floor so the lightest of touches was required. Casting her mind back to how he looked before his holiday period she quickly applied David's lip balm with the hint of pink to her lips and, with her eye on the clock, David took over. As he submissively looked over the underwear that Michelle had laid out there was no time to argue with himself. Laid on the bed was his favourite underwear set. Long line bra, boy shorts and suspender belt. All in red satin with black lace floral trim. A pair of fresh black 20 denier lace top hold ups lay on top. With his work uniform in place David set off for work. David's suspender straps tugged uncomfortably on his hold up stockings as he stood at the staff entrance to the store. The thin red satin straps of his long line constricting bra bit uncomfortably into his shoulders as he waited with the checkout girls for a 'Manager' to arrive with a keycard to open the security door to the store. As the girls chatted and despite his attempts at conversation it was clear to David that he was treated with some kind of contempt amongst the checkout girls. Feeling the loneliest he had ever felt, David felt a great relief as the girls turned their attention to what he had heard seconds before - the click of heels. That click of heels drew his attention immediately to a vision that had David both lusting after and instantly fearing. Strolling through the group of gossipers and smokers was a confident lady, her pace casual but purposeful, dressed to kill in a grey trouser suit. David's submissive sissy view on life had already zoomed to the lady's boots, bootcut trousers and upwards. Fuck! It's Susan! With a beep of her card the door opened and she was through and gone. As the girls filed through the staff entrance David deliberately picked out one of the new girls. "What's that all about?" "Where have you been?" she replied. "The Boss is off on maternity leave. Susan's in charge now."

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The English Gentleman and His American Tart

I was early in Northern England, 7am, but William sat waiting in the Manchester Airport for an International Flight from Chicago to arrive. Despite his best efforts, he was nervous. No, not nervous-nearly quaking in anticipation. In a short time, the plane would land and she'd be here. She'd actually be here. No more texting on What's App, or sharing photos of each other over Facebook, she'd actually be standing in front of him and he felt himself terrified of how she'd react when she saw him....

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How i became a Transexual Tart

This is my true story of how i became a Ladyboy. I grew up in a small town in the UK, Where i lived there wasnt many females in the same age group as me and my friends most of the girls were much older than us which left the boys sexually frustrated alot of the time. My best friend Alan was always frustrated and would always find an excuse to touch me or show me his cock. One day when we had the house to ourselves we had some alcohol to drink and we watched a porno together, Alan got very hard...

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My Nephew Finds Out I Am a TartChapter 2

I was totally out of control, David was shooting his load on my face and some landed on Sam’s arse which I licked it off, I was loving it! Ray was pounding me from behind, his balls were banging my clit as he slammed into me. The tip of my tongue was in Sam’s arsehole as I tugged on his cock. All this was being captured on film by my nephew David and I knew my half brother Bill would see it in no time. I could feel Ray’s cock tense inside my fanny and then I felt his hot spunk flood into...

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My Nephew Finds Out I Am a TartChapter 3

The following day I was on fire, my husband had fucked me half a dozen times as he made me tell him all the sordid details. He hadn’t let me clean up, the dirty bastard had just fucked me as I was, covered in spunk. Bill had told me to wear something sexy as he mentioned photos would be taken, the thought of being photographed or filmed as I was fucking really excited me. I put on a tight black skirt that my husband had bought me years before. I’d hardly ever wore it as it was slit up to...

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Cousins une Histoire de Famille Partie 5

Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 5 Par Loulou Note : cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 21 - Une jolie secr?taire Sam se r?veilla en pensant que jamais il n'avait si bien dormi. Comme Chris dormait encore, il prit son petit d?jeuner en silence. Quand il entendit Chris arriver derri?re lui, Sam leva la t?te pour recevoir un baiser. "Sammy, tu as l'air...

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Corsets and Boots Part Six

Corsets and Boots: Part Six Chapter Eleven Consolidation. We both made a concerted effort to establish a good working and domestic relationship, and I concentrated on trying to be attentive; polite; considerate; industrious, and in fact not at all like my usual self! Dorothy showed off her skills of household management and organisation, and she must have been good at both, because I began enjoying my food and found myself helping her with what I had previously considered to be...

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Introduceing the Spartan Spitter

Introduction: Ron Popeil offers a new invention called The Spartan Spitter. Introducing the Spartan Spitter Story: #25 Copyright 2005 Written: February 06 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Imagine yourself sitting in your favorite easy chair, nagging wife finally went to bed, or those unruly daughters disregarded your rules and ran out again,...

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Introduceing the Spartan Spitter

Story: #25 Copyright ©2005 Written: February 06 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** Imagine yourself sitting in your favorite easy chair, nagging wife finally went to bed, or those unruly daughter's disregarded your rules and ran out again, you wish there was some way to spit and process them without spending a fortune, flipping...

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