The Transsexual Rapist
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The next morning at breakfast, Sean handed me Mark's cell phone. We decided that it was about time to get phones of our own. It was an expense I really didn't want to take on yet, but there are times, like today, that cell phones are handy. And when is the last time you saw a working pay phone? After Sean left for his class I went to the bedroom to decide what to wear today. I knew it would have to be sexy. But he hadn't told me anything about what he had planned so I didn't know what...
I really hope you enjoy this story. My effort has hopefully done this genre justice.*** The Handsome Rapist It was another fine day at the office, if you are really into the weekly Management Team Meeting. I was and took my career very seriously. That particular meeting agenda was important. I had planned what I was going to do at it for the lest ten days. I guess you would have to know more about my past to understand what motivates me to do certain things. I made all the right...
Introduction: A controlling female executive learns things she never imagined. *** Based on a PM and some comments in a forum thread. I am writing another first for me. Please understand that this is entirely fictional/fantasy. Everyone has sexual fantasies and if you cannot write about them, or think about them, then what freedom does one really have? Please send me PMs or write a Comment. I like getting feedback… and as you can see from this it gives me ideas. I really hope you enjoy this...
Stepfather my Rapist - Part 1 (Rape, forced impregnation)My name is Amy and I'm 19 years old. I had been living with my stepfather and mother until I was 16. Then things changed. My mother left. One day I came home late, but she never did. No note, no phone call, nothing. She just vanished. My stepfather Jerry was devastated. We called the police and they told us to wait 24 hours before searching. We waited. And nothing. Some of her clothes were missing and the police simply said she'd run off....
The first thing the Bouvier women noticed when they came through the front door was the smell of cigarette smoke. Both of them made a beeline for the lounge room and were quiet shocked to see Detective Mike Harris sitting in a lounge chair sipping wine and smoking a cigarette. He smiled up at the two women and for a second Michele smiled back, surprised to see her lover sitting in her lounge. Then the absurdness of the situation hit her. "Mike! What are you doing here? How did you get...
Introduction: Couple Pays a rapist back for Raping their friend Introduction: A Rapist gets Raped I will be telling this through the first person Character Janet. __________________________________________________________________________________ My name is Janet and 11 years ago I was raped by a guy named Mark. Me and my ex husband at the time lived with him and his wife Gina in their Mobile Home just outside of Atlanta, Ga because we have no where to go. One night while everyone else was...
Chapter 1: Melanie’s Story Melanie made her way through the heard of partying college kids, most drunk, being that the party was well into the fourth hour mark. Melanie had only been there for about twenty minutes though, but already she was ready to leave. She wasn’t a big party girl, but didn’t mind them occasionally, however tonight she just wasn’t into it. She just wanted to get out of there, she was tired and the loud music was giving her a headache, but she had to find Poppy first, to...
Me and this girl nikole have been talking for months now. We haven’t seen each other since our 2nd encounter together. At this point I was fully on board for the thought of tucking transsexuals. Nikole was so damn beautiful I couldn’t stand it! But I was beginning to wonder if we’d ever seal the deal. Every time I thought about her naked body, my dick would get so rock hard. I’d say dream about her at almost every possible second. I’ve masterbates to her nudes and even showed her the gooey...
Leading Lady, or The Transsexual Twist By Cal Y. Pygia Howard Clifton ignored his leading lady's plaintive look, regarding it, quite rightly, as being a final, last-minute, silent appeal. Several times, she'd asked not to have to film the film's love scenes in the nude--to no avail. Her repeated requests that Howard use a body double had also been turned down. "There's nothing wrong with your body," he'd assured her, and, of course, there wasn't. Like most Hollywood actresses, her...
I will be telling this through the first person Character Janet. __________________________________________________________________________________ My name is Janet and 11 years ago I was raped by a guy named Mark. Me and my ex husband at the time lived with him and his wife Gina in their Mobile Home just outside of Atlanta, Ga because we have no where to go. One night while everyone else was asleep, he grabbed me pushed me down and shoved his dick into my mouth. He made me gag so...
I am a professional rapist. Now I know what most people are thinking, "What is a professional rapist? That doesn't make any sense." Well, a professional rapist is just what it sounds like, someone who rapes people for money. In other words, people pay me to rape women. They have many different reasons for coming to me: revenge, rage, wanting to break the victim, or just knowing that that woman they see every day has been violated. How does it work? It's simple, really. You...
A really nice story from another web page! EnjoyGreg was late for class. He ran through the hallways. They were very particular about being punctual here. His health teacher especially. She was very focused on such things. Greg had been late twice this week. He couldn't help that his car kept breaking down. Ms. Sin was a real hardass and didn't accept excuses. Greg had only started his last year of high school here after his eighteenth birthday a few months ago. He was worried about the...
The next morning I was up before Sean. I snuck out of the bedroom and made coffee. I made bacon and toast and put them in the oven so that when Sean got up I would only have to cook the eggs and breakfast would be ready. Sean had put in a lot of long days in the past week and he was really tired. It was another hour before I heard him moving around. I poured him a cup of coffee and got the eggs out. By the time he got to the table breakfast was ready. We ate and talked and then, after I...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS36: STARR SCORES VI—’Avenging Forthwith’ *** 36 stories, six (square root of 36) now belong to this series. averaging out to one of each of these six ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ stories for every six of the Smokey Sagas thus far. Just a coincidence. Absolutely nothing to do with this actual story itself, however. Another coincidence: this is going to appear...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES III: ‘Return Of The ‘Jed’ Guy’ *** April 30th, 10:27 a.m. ‘Hi babe! How’s she lookin’?’ Angela casually asked Paula, the ‘she’ in question being the daily docket of patients. ‘Pretty good, Starr,’ Paula answered. ‘Full schedule, you’ve got one every two hours today. ‘S see, you’ve got…a new visitor, Mr. Ray Reynolds in three minutes, he just got here, and...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. ***Dr. Angela Starr: The Hypnothe-Rapist*** SS44: STARR SCORES VII—’Divorce Awakens’ *** January 16th, 3:23 p.m. HEY HEY STARR! LAST CHERUB OF THE DAY HAS JUST LANDED AT OUR DOOR. NEWBIE: MR. SEAN MCMANUS. FILLING OUT HIS FORM RIGHT NOW. ID AND INSURANCE XEROXED, JUST NEED YOUR O.K. TO SEND HIM BACK. THANKS, NICE LADY!! JUST FINISHING UP WITH MR. BROCKWELL RIGHT NOW, SO AS SOON AS HE COMES...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* STARR SCORES II: ‘The Impotence Strikes Back’ *** February 12th, 4:02 p.m. Angela put the finishing updates on the file of her 2:00 returning patient, deposited it in the appropriate section of her cabinet, shut it, and pushed herself off it to roll her chair back across the office to her desk. She held down the intercom button. ‘Hi Paula! One more today, right?’ Paula’s...
To every gentleman in need of female companionship and affection…your dream doctor. Literally. *The Hypnothe-Rapist* SMOKEY SAGAS #20: STARR SCORES IV—’The Man Called Dennis’ *** August 9th, 9:31 a.m. Angie slid open the window and welcomed the summer morning breeze into her office with open lungs. She closed her eyes, smiled and inhaled the balmy air. She was in such a wonderful mood. Everything was terrific: her day, her job, her life. She felt so happy she could burst. The daily joys...
Detective Mike Harris lay on his bed masturbating; his cock was encased in the tan pantyhose Nadine Bouvier had discarded after he had raped her. He had the gusset of the hose over his head and was inhaling the scent the juices of her cunt had left on the hose. He had one of the legs of her pantyhose pulled tight over his cock. He came and a puddle of white creamy semen oozed through the sheer nylon stretched tightly over his glans. He wiped up the mess and dropped the garment into a drawer...
“Hey John, I am getting an early parole. I’ll be out in two weeks! Can I stay with you?” With that one phone conversation John knew that his life was about to change. Again. He had not heard the voice on the phone for over five years now. A lifetime for both of them. Ronald had been convicted of the brutal rape and abduction of a prominent Senator’s daughter. What idiot would be stupid enough to let him out after only 5 years? Now he wanted to come stay with John and...
"A re-enactment? Are you fucking crazy!" Michele Bouvier hissed into her phone. "Look, I know it's a big ask; but we have nothing to go on. Forensics is not giving us anything but maybe we can use a re-enactment to establish this guy's MO. What we record during the re-enactment may help convict this guy when we finally arrest him; a pattern of behaviour will add greatly to any circumstantial evidence we might gather," Mike pleaded. "But it won't be shown on TV, not on Crime Stoppers...
Transgender Day of Remembrance 2006: Huntington, NY What A Transsexual Goes Through by shalimar What does a transsexual go through that is different from other people? In many ways it is a lonely life. When I was a child I was caught in the middle. The boys didn't want to play with me because I was a sissy. The girls didn't because I was a boy. When I tried to join the other kids I was attacked, teased or at the best, shunned. Although I was pretty good in team sports I was...
True Story about my first experience with a transsexual escort.Where I live there isn't many options or chances to meet a transexual. I'm from a small city in a small state that just to be honest is behind the times still. I had always wanted to experience being with a transsexual but could never find any on websites in my area. After several years I just so happened to come across a ad on a website for a transsexual being in my city for a few days in between traveling. She was beautiful! Tall...
I was new in the big city, a country boy through and through and it was the first time I had ever visited London for the sites rather than work, I was nervous just for the fact that I had never been anywhere like it and the place was so big, my town being one hundred houses tops, all of a sudden the bus I was waiting for pulled in and kicked me out of my daze, being the shy and gentle person I am let all the other tourists get on first and just out of the corner of my eye noticed the hair of a...
"Do you know how embarrassing this is going to be?" Stacy yelled and I blinked back tears, really not wanting to add to my humiliation. "Calm down, Stace!" Heather told her friend and most of the other cheerleaders nodded and whispered in agreement. The other boys were staying meek and quiet, but they were checking me out too. Everyone stared at me, and at Stacy of course, as she threw her tantrum. I'd been hoping she'd be okay with me being a girl, sort of. I mean, technically I was...
It's kind of a funny story really. Not "Ha-Ha" funny. More like "No, oh god no, not that, please help meEEEEK!!" funny. Heh. I guess it's kinda whatchamacallit Ironical. But I'm getting ahead of myself. My name is Jaz. My real name is John, but you can call me Jaz. I'm a Rapeaholic (123, "HI JAZ!") Some of you may know me. I've been writing rape stories on the internet for years. Hardcore, nasty stuff. That's what I like. But they were just fiction for the most part. Oh some of...
"You're spoiling everything," Stacy said with an exasperated sigh. "How hard can it be to be a whore?" "I don't know," I replied softly, standing bare butt naked in the middle of the clubhouse. Seven black cheerleaders and six of their boyfriends were sitting around me, more or less. I should have been the seventh, Stacy's boyfriend, but she wasn't too pleased with me, since I was sort of a girl now. I'd only just started cross-dressing the day before really, with my mom's help,...
I’d heard about the rapist; that’s why I had my dad’s war souvenir with me that night. But I didn’t really expect to need it. I’d been carrying it every day since the second rape. Dad called it ‘the equalizer,’ and Mom couldn’t stand the sight of it. She made him lock it up; but he slipped it to me before I left for college. “You might need it,” he’d whispered. “Some of those athletes don’t know what...
LOVE LETTER TO MY FUTURE RAPIST Dear Rapist: If you find me here in the woods, PLEASE don't be nice and kind and make conversation first. That's what I dread the most. I am very serious about this.?? It's best for me if you break a thin sapling branch off a tree, a real thin one, a "switch". And when you come in, don't SAY anything. I'll be completely naked, just like I am now. Don't announce your name; I don't CARE who it is. I'd really rather not even know. I will put the keyboard...
Chapter 1: The Bunny-girl She was not one of my first; I had been perfecting my perversion for many years before her. No, she was just one of the most memorable and that's why I start with her. So why did I name her that? Was it her real name. Not. I spotted her one summer day working in her front flowerbed as I was on my way to a client. Her red hair almost glowed in the morning sun. It was beautiful, thick and waistlength, tied in two pigtails like big floppy ears. As I approached her...
My rapist finally left. I didn't even follow him out to lock the door. It hurt too much to walk. I undressed and hobbled into the bathroom and took a long hot bath. I soaked for half an hour. Then I dried off and followed the directions for the care of the new holes in my body. I was crying softly as I crawled under the covers and slept for several hours. I was physically exhausted. But I was even more exhausted emotionally. I needed to shut my mind off for a while. I woke up before Sean...
The room was completely silent as John Pressman finished speaking. He had just confessed to the brutal rape of over 15 young, attractive lesbian women on national television. He had laughed at the police, the DA's office and the judicial system. He bragged about how it felt to shove his 8 inch dick down an unwilling lesbian's throat, to look her in the eye while he fucked her face and she choked on his cock. The soft heavy feel as he fondled her jiggling tits. He loved the mixed smell of...
"Have you thought about what you want to do, Mattie?" Mr. Reid ... Wally ... asked me with a smile. "I'm sure there are some interesting opportunities for you in Las Vegas." "Hmmph!" I offered him a muffled laugh in reply, keeping his thick, black cock right where it belonged — Between my lips. "Seriously," he sighed, pulling a lock of golden hair from my sapphire eyes. "You're a beautiful, young man. I think you'd do well in the, uh ... entertainment industry." "Mwah!" I...
Kaisey hain aap sab. Main swati wapis hoon apney agle kissey ke saath. Aapney mujhey kaafi mailki mujhey acha laga lekin kaafi logo ney mujhey friend request bheji jo ki mujhey bilkul pasand nahin. Kaafi ladkiyon ki bhi farmaish thi ki main unki virginity todoon lekin saheliyon main koi ladka thodi naa hoon haan ye baat jaroor hai agr aap mere saath company karna chahti hain toh jaroor batayein. Main jaroor koshish karoongi commit nahi kar sakti. Kyunki agar mainey aisey kisi ka saath diya toh...
There is an interesting half-truth propagated about rapists. Experts almost consistently preach, "Rape is not about sex. Rape is about power." The experts will usually continue to point out that many rapists are actually impotent and bottles and such. Perhaps it comforts the feminists --some of whom also claim that pornography is not about sex--to think that rapists don't want to fuck them. Well, it is true that rape is about power--Those experts have no idea how arousing it is to have such...
Gayle and I were relaxing naked on her bed. She was having a drink and smoking a cigarette while I was just enjoying the buzz that I had from having consumed nearly two full glasses of Jack after having had anal sex for the first time. The next thing that I know, the doorbell rang and Gayle scurried off the bed putting on her nightgown. In walks Vinnie with this good looking broad. Normally, I would have been embarrassed that I was naked in front of a woman, especially a good looking woman...
"Mattie! Where have you been?" Mom frowned as I walked into the kitchen with a sheepish smile on my face. "It's my fault," Heather said before I could answer. "I took him home last night. I'm sorry." "Oh!" My mom blinked at the eighteen-year-old girl. "You must be Stacy." "Uh ... No, Mom," I cleared my throat. "This is Heather, my new girlfriend." "Heather?" she almost smiled. "I thought your girlfriend was that Stacy girl?" "She was," Heather giggled. "It's nice...
THE TRAINING OF A TRANSSEXUAL?PART I BY MISS PISS Don’t call me Steven. My name is Stella. I’ve known all my life that in this male Caucasian body, I was all woman. Luckily, I was born with features feminine enough to pull off my true sex. I look like my mother. She was the most attractive woman in my neighborhood, and, without a doubt, a MILF. She had bright blue eyes that are inviting but piercing at the same time....
Several years ago, maybe 7, I was using the dating app badoo. This is before the onslaught of bots that have nearly taken it over. I had plenty of luck on there. Meet several girls and fucked with the obvious intention of one night stands. One night I got a message from a beautiful young woman. She was a year older. Taller by an inch or two. An absolutely gorgeous Latina girl. Perfect sleek body. Sexy bouncy boobs. I mean she was an absolute knockout! We start talking. Getting to know Each...
Detective Mike Harris tipped up Michele Bouvier's black leather shoulder bag and spilled out the contents onto the desk in his bedroom. It was now two days since he raped Michele Bouvier in the railway station workshop but this was the first chance he had to explore the contents of her bag. He and detective sergeant Janine Munner had been busy working the Pantyhose Rapist case, waiting for the forensic evidence and poring over the statements they had taken. He knew that nothing would come...
When I first moved to Sydney in my mid 20’s I had trouble meeting the bills. This was desperate times so after a lot of soul searching I decided that the only thing I could do was to become a prostitute. I knew Sydney that the transsexual prostitutes picked up clients on William Street near Kings Cross. Not really experienced on the ways of the street I drove down that night and went for a walk along the road fully dressed in all my slutiest outfit. Short black mini, Stiletto heals and tight...
Adoration of a transsexual BBW by her Master Hail Ophelia, my beautiful, dainty May rose, full of grace and respect, I am Your Lord, the Greek masculine, assertive stud who has fallen in love with your luscious breasts and curves and I am with you always. In eternity. Your navel, baricentre of every woman's femininity, has opened up to the world like a delicate flower, to send the message that you are the property of a man, my exclusive territory. I have embellished...
ADORATION OF A TRANSSEXUAL BBW BY HER ARAB MASTER My beloved wife of eternity: Every day, when you proceed to me in adoration of Your Master, I admire your round, feminine belly, Its proud protuberance, its luscious curves And your delicate navel That looks like a rose blossoming to the world, Happily springing up and revealing your inner femininity to the universe. And I kiss and caress those curves, Blown away and enchanted in a vision of bliss, because you are MY woman. In...
HOW GAINING PUT ME IN TOUCH WITH MY FEMALE SIDE Ever since I went into the gaining-feederism culture (2005), I've packed up more or less 30 kg (from 95 to 125, about a 70-lb gain). Although my BMI says I am slightly obese, in male terms I consider myself more stocky than obese. My ball belly does show even under thick clothes and I simply love its appearance! What I particularly love the sight of is my belly button. The growth of the mammoth has busted it out (together with an...
"What happened to you last night?" Kyle asked, giving me a little frown beneath his platinum hair. "Huh?" I tried to look innocent as I got in the front seat of Dave's car. Josh was sitting in the back, rubbing Kyle's hard little dick through the boy's white panties. "Stop it!" Kyle said, making a face and trying to pull his skirt back down. He'd joined the JV Pep Squad the day before and he wanted to show off his little cheerleader outfit. "Aren't you supposed to wear shorts...
He thought about doing the rounds of the local bars, checking on the whores and all the other onerous duties of a new territories Sheriff but he couldn't be bothered, so he just sat there. Around three o'clock Jake Bannister arrived in a tearing hurry, "Sheriff, Sheriff, come quick, Widder Mason been raped!" "You sure?" he asked, "Why she has to be fifty and she bigger round than a barn door!" "In the night Sheriff," Jake explained. "You get a description?" he...
On Tuesday, my wife called me around 2pm and inform me that we will be having dinner with the rapist in the prison from 6pm till 8pm. I reached around 5:30pm and my wife is already there. She was wearing her tight and short OL outfit. She was so sexy, nobody knows her age is 34 if they didn't ask. She look like 23yo-25yo with her baby face. Her body was still as slim, tight, her skin was so white and smooth. She spend lots of time in the gym and learn kickboxing too so her abs was stunning....
big bad wolf big bad wolf(or how I learned to love my rapist) In 1997 I was renting a house in north london, it was a mid-terrace and the walls were paper thin and the decor hadn't been touched since the seventies but the rent was cheap and I liked it, even if it meant turning the gas fire up on all four orange bars to heat the little place up in winter. It was set in a quiet cul-de-sac that lay behind a busy main road that was dotted with shops and had three local pubs. It was okay. I...
Rape fancies are improper, but wantonly arouse her … so what happens if her date is with me? …. From the moment I first heard her speak, I knew she would be a push-over. There was something about that lightweight squeaky voice. Servile. Cowering. Deferential to power. Oh, my sweet little five foot two princess, you didn’t know it, but you were going to endure one of the most intense and humiliating episodes of your life. And I’ll bet you’ll love ever second and you’ll be my best one...
The rest of the week was normal. Just like a regular life! I wasn't raped again. No strange men came to my home and abused me. Sean and I still made love every night. Except that now, taking his cock into my mouth and throat for seconds had become a part of our routine. I didn't mind. I liked that I could please him. And it assuaged my guilt. I couldn't help feeling guilty for allowing myself to submit to that man, my rapist. On Friday we went out for dinner to celebrate Sean's promotion...
I know most of you probably think I am a loser because now I am a dirty dog and not human anymore. In all honesty, I don’t see it that way because I get a lot of advantages now that I am an animal with not sense of conscience or guilt about anything I want to do and that includes humping pretty little girls with nice-smelling pussies. It is understandable that you would think I was at disadvantage over my prior existence, but the God’s honest truth is that I am a much better looking dog than...
The pretty young girl that Rex had saved from the pair of rapist dogs was none the worse for wear with only her pussy slit still bruised from the intense pounding she had received still wearing her backpack on her back. I knew that the girl had accepted my licking tongue because she knew I was only trying to calm down her raped flesh from the trauma she had recently received under the paws of the two dirty dogs that had used her teenaged body for their enjoyment. Now I was a welcome guest...
I'm going to tell you how I met Kelly, my first transvestite girl ...It turns out that at the age of 25, I just finished with my girlfriend, which made me pretty sad.It was a Saturday and I was coming from the work I had on Saturdays, taught in a computer school in which my ex-girlfriend worked too; I returned home like every Saturday and I turned on the computer immediately opened the chat and entered the room of transvestites in the hope of finding something, and more than anything to...
This morning, somebody sent me a link and told me it was a good place to find Brazilian transsexuals. I guess my head was still a little bit fuzzy from last night’s binge on Viagra and hookers, so I immediately wanted to know, “How many is a Brazilian?” I understood my mistake as soon as I loaded up the front page of the aptly named Brazilian-Transsexuals. Oh, right! A Brazilian!So, how many is a Brazilian? Well, the digits at the top of the landing page at Brazilian-Transsexuals.com puts the...
Premium Shemale Porn SitesDet Sergeant Susan Miller was in a lot of trouble. Her assignment was to infiltrate a child pornography ring, and take them down. "Stupid, stupid STOOpid!" she thought to herself for the 100th time. The Captain had not approved an undercover strategy, back up, etc. The Purple Dinosaurs were, smart, experienced evil Mother Fuckers and a mistake could prove costly. But Susan had been in tight spots before, faced down truly wicked men and won. She figured she could handle this--and mayb look...
How I Got My Degree in Transsexual Prostitution By Tina Crawford ([email protected]) Timing. Timing is everything these days. Some people have great timing. Those that pick just the right lotto card, or just miss a head on collision. Others have lousy timing, and I sadly find myself in that latter boat. My timing is terrible and eventually it finally took its toll on me. Let me explain. My name is Stan and I am a sophomore at a smaller...
"Where are we going?" I wondered, because my black, transsexual girlfriend hadn't really given me a specific destination. She'd just tell me to take a left here or go straight for awhile. "The Clubhouse," Stacy replied, sitting back comfortably in my dad's big Explorer. "I told you that before, Mattie. You have to pay more attention ... Oops! Red light!" We had to make out during red lights, it was one of Stacy's rules and I could live with it. For being a chick with a dick, she...
Smokey Saga #3: ‘Hypnothe-Rapist’ *** Hope you like this story. And any feedback you may have’s welcomed and appreciated. *** November 25th, 2:00 p.m. Dr. Angela Vevacia Starr was a miraculously skilled therapist. She ran a clinic for folks who dealt with debilitating behavioral and other mental issues. She saw a dozen or two each week, and her talents were such that not many clients required more than eight to ten sessions to effectively be cured. In her mid-30s, she had been honing her...