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Smoking Blues by Brenda @2019 "Hey Bren," called my assistant Sarah. The home office called while you were out smoking. You Better call Mr. C back. He didn't sound happy!" "Okay, thanks dear. I will call him back straight away," I replied as I headed to my office. As I was opening my door Sarah continued. "You know, you really have been taking a lot of smoke breaks lately. We are all concerned about your health. You are the first boss we have had here that knows how to treat people properly. We sure don't want to lose you." "Thanks Sarah, I will see if I can cut down a bit." I went inside my nice corner office, kicked off my heels and called Mack at the main office. He just wanted to go over some reports and was pleased with the results. But, before hanging up he said it was the 3rd time in a month that I was out for a smoke when he called. He warned me that the company was considering a no-smoking rule for all employees soon so I might want to consider giving them up. I thanked him for the heads up and we ended the call. I sat back in my comfy chair and thought about it a little. First Sarah mentions my smoking, then Mack. And my wife has been on me for years about it. There was also the money issue. 4-5 hundred a month. That was serious cash. And if the company pushed the issue I would have to make quitting work this time. I kinda liked sucking down a nice smoke. Especially after eating. But lately I seemed to smoke not just after eating a meal, but anything. A candy bar, a nosh of cheese or chips and dip. Maybe it was getting to be too much. I only had a few years to retirement, and this company has been great to me. I am paid very well. I have a sweet private office and great employees. And I have been able to feel free to dress as any other woman that works here would. Not a bad gig for a 60 year old tranny. Yes, I started switching my clothing slowly from male to female over the years. Even slowly increasing my bust size from flat to a small c cup over time. My wife supports my dressing and is always buying me pretty clothes and jewelry. My nails are long, dark red acrylics, and my makeup is always just right for the office. But, don't get me wrong. I was never one of those pretty faced guys that could easily pass as a woman. I am more of a homely old lady due to my masculine features. Over the years I have learned to act natural and draw attention away from my face. Of course my wife lets me dress for work, as long as I am her sissy slut at home. What a great life. Maybe I will talk to her about the smoking at dinner tonight. "Hi Miss Carol, I'm home hun." Carol was having a glass of wine and watching the evening news when I got in. I gave her a quick kiss and went to the bedroom to change. A short pink satin skater skirt and top, my apron and 4" matching heels. I started preparing a light dinner and poured a glass of wine for myself. I put the salmon in the oven to bake, started the rice cooker and went to my "sissy cave" in the basement to have a ciggie and a bowl of sweet medical pot. Feeling better, lol, I went up to finish composing the salad and called Carol to the table. After seating her and serving her, I was able to join her in a scrumptious dinner. I told her about the company possibly changing the corporate smoking policy, and how we should probably look into another way to stop my smoking. "Well Bren, I could just cane you 5 times for every ciggie you suck down, but you would probably smoke even more you sissy pain slut." she laughed. "Seriously though Bren, I have been giving it some thought. Why don't we try hypnosis. I know you tried it before and said it did nothing, but that was a group class with some huckster." "Yes, I remember that it took 6 months to get our money back from that shyster." "This time I want you to try a one on one appointment. I can show you a couple websites after dinner, if you like?" "That sounds a lot more practical. But, also more expensive if it doesn't work." "If it works it will be cheap, especially compared to what you spend on those pieces of crap you like to suck on!" "Yes Miss Carol. We should give it a try," I agreed. After cleaning up after dinner I joined Carol at her computer as she pulled up a website. It was the office of a local practitioner and was full of info about their stop smoking services. The office was owned by a husband and wife. They both did hypnosis for stopping smoking, and each had their own specialties as well. Things like weight loss and personal development were listed. Miss Carol skipped by those and we concentrated on the issue at hand. She played an audio clip from each of them and they both had very soothing, but not pretentious sounding voices. "I could live with that I think Miss Carol. I mean I am certainly willing to give it my best effort." We watched some television show and headed to bed. I lovingly brought my wife to 2 huge orgasms with my tongue. After 30 yrs of marriage, I never tired of her wonderful taste. To worship her beautiful cunt was like heaven for me still. I guess I am just a vagitarian at heart. When she signaled she had enough, she sent me to the bathroom to take care of my sissy clit before I went to bed. Not often being allowed to squirt, I did just what she said, and oh my, was it sweet. I joined her in bed, shortly and kissed her before I fell asleep. In the morning she handed me one of my tightest girdles to wear. The ones with the cut out cheeks that made my butt look really big, and a pair of tight stretch capri pants. Combined with my semi sheer cream colored blouse I looked like your typical office worker. Black 2" pumps and some makeup, a quick blow out of my hair and I was ready to go to work. Carol was in her nurses scrubs and out the door right behind me. With a kiss in the driveway we were off in opposite directions. The day at work was going smoothly and I was glad I was leaving at 3 today. I was going to the salon to get my nails filled before going home. Carol called when I returned from lunch. She had called the hypnosis office and they said they could see me that afternoon at 3:30. "But I wanted to get my nails done after work," I protested. "This is much more important Bren. You don't deed fancy nails if you die from cancer. You will keep this appointment, understand? "Yes Mistress Carol," I meekly replied. "Do you know which of them I am booked with?" "No, but it doesn't matter. Just be there with an open and relaxed mind. Maybe smoke a bowl before you get there. I am sure you have some with you." "Yes Mistress I will be there. Just text me the address please." She hung up and sent me the address. Not to far away from my offices so at least I wouldn't have to rush. Being trans I was always a bit nervous meeting people for the first time. As I said before, I don't pass as well as a lot of girls but I don't worry about that too much. I am always beautiful on the inside as I see it. I had a few tokes to relax me while in the parking lot before going up to the hypnotists office. The office itself was airy and modern, much like a dentist or corporate reception area. I nice looking woman sat behind the desk. "Hi I'm Bren Roberts," I said approaching the lady at the desk. "My wife made an appointment for me to see someone about my smoking problem." "Oh, um, I see. I thought she said. I mean, well yes she did. I'm sorry, please fill out these forms and I will let them know you are here," she said in a bit of shock. Looking at her nameplate I tried to ease her mind. "It's ok Ms Ames. I am sure my wife said it was for her husband so I understand the confusion. And, yes I guess technically I still am that but we are more kind of wife and wife." She smiled and went went back to her work. I finished the paperwork and she informed the Dr's that their 3:30 was here, I few minutes later the team from the website came in. Sylvia and Mike Wentz introduced themselves and welcomed me to the office. We went back to their office and I sat in a comfy leather chair with them across from me. "Normally we see patients one on one, Bren. But as your wife explained how deeply hooked on those ciggies as you are I think we will work together with you. Why don't you tell us a bit about your habit." I explained how I felt a need to smoke after eating anything, even a few m&m's. I told them I was smoking more than a pack a day and would often read porn and wank while chain smoking if my wife wasn't home. I also mentioned that my doctor wouldn't authorize hormone treatments if I remained a smoker. Why did I tell them all that. After a while Sylvia tapped me on the shoulder and said that was all for today. I looked at the clock on the wall and noticed an hour and 15 minutes had passed. All I remembered is that I started telling them about my habit and then we were done. Wow. I must have been hypnotized and not known it. Mike gave me a handful of lollipops with instructions to try and avoid smoking as much as possible. If I wanted a smoke I should try sucking a lollipop instead. He said he felt they made good progress and tried to get to the root of my smoking habit. They wanted me back at 4pm the next Tuesday, and I made an appointment with Ms Ames before I left. I headed home and started preparing dinner when Carol arrived home. Of course she asked about my appointment and I gave her all the details that I remembered. I told her about the lollipops and how I was supposed to suck on one when I wanted a smoke. After dinner we were relaxing in the living room when I wanted my usual after dinner smoke. Seeing me reach for my pack, Carol reminded me of the lollipops. I agreed and grabbed one and unwrapped it. Unlike a standard lolli, these were a cream color and kind of cone shaped with the stick in the small end. Carol turned on Jeopardy as I sucked quietly, only taking it out to try and beat her to a question. "These taste different from any lollipops I have had before. Sort of sweet but its like they are sticky in my mouth ant throat. It does seem to be calming my smoking urge though. I wonder where they get them?" "That shape makes it look kinda sexy as you put it in and out, Bren. Perfect motion for a little sissy. Ha ha." "Carol, if it helps me quit it would be worth it." "You mean after all this time I only needed to find you something to suck on to make you quit that shit?" "No, I'm not saying that. You know I am a vagitarian. Its just after the hypnosis session they probably did something so the lollis take my mind away from cigs, that's all." I did well and had a couple more of them that evening. Carol was pleased with my not having smoked in the house that night and directed me between her legs for an extended oral session. Her juices flooded my face in a way that they hadn't in ages. When she was satiated she pulled me up alongside her and started stroking my sissy clit. She soon had me on edge, begging her to make me squirt. She said that I could if I agreed to a demand from her. "To earn your orgasm sissy, you have to promise to confess to me every cigarette you smoke from now until you convince me you have quit. Will you do that for me sissy?" This didn't seem so odd so I instantly agreed. Moments later while stroking my hard 8 inch clitty with one hand she ran a fingernail along the frenum, under the head, and I exploded all over my belly. It took a while to come down and I asked her why she wanted a record of my smoking. She reached onto my tummy and scooped up some cum and wiped it all over my face. "As for the smoking, I know you really want it to work this time. So I have ordered a new toy for you. It should be here in a few days. Its a lovely steel chastity." "I really don't think we need to go there Miss Carol. I am going to make it this time. I promise." "Then you won't have a problem. But if you have a smoke, it will cost you a day in chastity. As will a second cigarette. The 3rd will cost you 5 days and the 4th as well. A fifth ciggie will cost you 10 days. 6-9 will be fifteen days each and 10 or more will be 20 each." And any new number starts at the end of the previous one." "Miss Carol, isn't that a bit severe? I could be locked for a month or more with that program!" "Well you said you could make it this time and I have faith in you Bren. You be a good girl and you will have no issues. And with the money we save after a couple months of you being a non smoker, I will take you to Key West and parade you on the beach in a bikini. Now turn off the light and lets go to bed!" "Yes of course Mistress." I reached out and turned off the light. As I turned back Mistress snuggled close and licked at the cum drying on my face. "Mmm, too bad you never want to try your cummies darling sissy. It tastes so yummy," she whispered in my ear. The next morning we showered together and soon headed out for work. I'm glad she reminded me to take my lollipops with me. She also said I should probably call Dr Wentz's' office and request more, as I only had a few left. After making my usual coffee stop on the way in to work, I found myself stuck in traffic and lit a smoke in frustration. It tasted great, but I felt guilty inside. Work went well, and usual, although Sarah did ask me about my lollipops. I was glad she did because it reminded me to call for more. I filled her in on the hypnosis and how I was to supplicate myself with them instead of smoking. I stopped by the Dr's office on the way home and got a bigger supply of the suckers. Again I arrived before Carol and started dinner after changing into a sexy little mini skirt and belly shirt. Just a chicken salad for dinner with a light wine and cheesy garlic bread. Carol came in while I was cooking. She called to me that she was going to freshen up and change. Unbeknownst to me, she had also popped downstairs to the laundry room to grab some towels. She would have smelled the cigarette I had smoked when I got home. I should have gone outside, dammit! When she came to the dinning room she told me to take the sucker out of my mouth and stand before her. "Did I smell smoke in the basement room sissy," she demanded? "Yes Mistress, I admit I did slip up when I got home and had one." "Is that all you had?" "No Mistress, I had one on the way to work. But it's not my fault. There was a traffic snarl up and I was frustrated and needed to calm down. And the lollipops were in the back seat." "So you think that excuses you? And why were the suckers in the back seat?" "They were in my purse Mistress. I usually put it in back with and work papers. I will keep them up front in the future. And I picked up more after work today. They gave me a whole box full." "Good thing that chastity will be here tomorrow sissy. Now serve dinner and we will finish this discussion after we eat." After dinner I was directed to go to my sissy room and prepare myself. I knew that to mean I should strip to my panties and await her on my knees, with the lined leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. "Yes Mistress," I sheepishly replied and headed downstairs. "Preparing myself" was almost a code for prepare to be punished. I soon heard her footsteps approaching. I lowered my head as she entered, seeing only her black stilettos. She buckled a leather collar around my neck and clipped a wrist to each side. I then licked her boots as she presented each toe to me. When she was pleased with my efforts she had me stand and backed me up to a column in the middle of the room. The back of the collar was attached to a ring in it. My hands helpless at the collars sides. My legs were spread and my ankles were then attached to eye hooks conspicuously placed under the false floor. Gripping the sides of my face with one hand she stared deeply into my eyes. "Now that I have your undivided attention Bren let me explain something to you. That clitty between you legs belongs to me, as does your entire body and mind. I enjoy that clitty toy of yours. It is quite a bit bigger than most of the sissys in your porn sites you like to visit. It makes it fun to play with." "But, my naughty little sissy, now I have to lock one of my toys away for 2 days after the cage shows up. That means I don't have a toy to play with, and that pisses me off! So if I am to be punished in that way, I am going to make it worthwhile. I am going to ask you to beg me to start your lock up at 20 days just to apologize for taking my clitty toy away. How's that sound to you?" "Oh no, please Mistress that's so long a time Mistress. You certainly wouldn't want to go that long without it would you?" "No I don't, but I will. And I will still be having daily pleasure." With that she grabbed a pair of clover style clamps attached by a chain and clamped them to my nipples. They were placed behind my piercings so they would get tighter, not fall off, when pulled. She added a 4 ounce fishing weight to it and then another. As I didn't beg her, she added another. I didn't know we had 3 of them and winced deeply for the pain on my chest. "Something you want to say, sissy" "No Mistress." She walked out of view, gathering something else to torment me, I was sure. "I know you just hate the thought of a cock in your mouth sissy but I think this will fit nicely." She shoved the stubby cock gag in my mouth firmly fixing it in place behind my head. Pulling her clitty toy from my panty, she snapped a leather strap around it and gently stroked me until I was hard. "A much bigger target this way darling." And she stroked it some more. Then I heard a whoosh sound and felt the tip of her crop slash across the head of my clit. I shook in my bonds, only to make the weight on my nipples swing and cause even more pain. 3 more strikes in quick succession followed. The gag blocked out most of the sound but not the pain. Mistress stroked me gently while looking into my eyes. "My my sissy, you must be enjoying it as you are still very hard. Lets take it up a bit shall we. You don't seem willing to acquiesce to my desire just yet. She took the black satin scarf from around her neck and used it to blindfold me. I heard footsteps and then a drawer opening and closing. Mistress was back next to me again. Stroking my clitty slowly. "Guess what I found in your desk the other day sissy? I didn't think these things were even around anymore. Lets see if they still have the same effect on you." As she moved a hand towards my face, I could smell the poppers she had found. I found them at an adult book store recently and bought a couple bottles. She held a moistened cloth by my nose and with my mouth gagged I could only inhale the aroma. When she sensed I was flying high she grabbed me again and twisted so the more tender frenum was exposed. The crop came down firmly and sent me deep into subspace with barely a whimper. Again and again it struck. Getting full coverage. As soon as I started to squirm she held the cloth up to my nose. Longer this time. All I wanted was to be right where I was feeling her enjoy herself with me. I wanted to feel her power. I needed to be her pleasure toy. I wanted her to orgasm from her power over me. I heard her voice in my ear. "Go deeper Bren. Give yourself to me. You don't want this clitty toy anyway. Beg me to lock you away my darling sissy. You won't even need a girdle to look smooth in the cage. I know you will love it." She moved the cloth and added 20 more whacks of the crop on my clitty. I had tears on my cheeks but she decided they were tears of joy. "Is there something you want to ask me Bren?" I nodded my head yes. She undid the gag and I tried to talk. With my stiff jaw and being all poppered I could barely make words. "Mitress, pease mirtres. I um I. She quickly shoved the gag back in. "Well if you aren't ready to talk yet maybe I should continue where I left off sissy. She put some lube on my sissy clit and stroked up and down over the welted skin. It was so sore but felt so dam good. Good until she wrapped a piece of sandpaper around my lubricated tool and slowly stroked up and down my length. The speed increased as did the abrasion. It felt as if the skin would be sanded off of it. She added more lube and continued until the tears were streaming down my face. She wrapped the soft skin of her hand around it and it did nothing to sooth the soreness. "Bren baby," she whispered in my ear, you won't believe how wet my panties are right now. I don't know if they can handle much more of this. I bet if I took that gag out, you would beg me to lock you up for those additional 20 days wouldn't you?" I nodded a vigorous yes to her. "I thought so. It hurts when I touch it doesn't it?" I nodded yes again. "There's just one more thing I want from you sissy. It's something I have always wanted to do." She held the poppers to my nose again and sent me adrift. I want to put a pretty brand on your clitty. Just a nice "MC" for Mistress Carol. Won't that be pretty sissy? Just nod your head and I will take care of it, won't you my loving little girl? Upon her removing the poppers from my nose I was deep in subspace, deeply in love with my Mistress and her gift of my pain. I nodded yes. Again and again. "Bren, you just made my day darling. I love you. She kissed my cheek and moved away, returning with a chair and an incense stick. I could the tell she lit the incense and felt her sitting between my legs. She took a firm grip of my clitty and warning me to hold still, slowly but gently drew the 2 letters into my skin with the burning tip. The pain seemed to make me harder as she retraced the letters a few times until she was pleased with her work. She stood and removed the gag and blindfold telling me not to make a sound and left the room. Holding a small black bag she soon returned. "Look darling. Your new chastity came today. I actually had it sent to my office to surprise you. Although I didn't think I would get to use it so soon. Now we can start your lock up tonight and it will keep your clitty protected while it heals. Isn't that wonderful. Did you see how pretty you look all branded with my initials. Now lets get my sissy clit locked up." She removed the strap from my sissy clit and after fondling it lightly it went soft from the pain. She added some lube and slid the ring around everything. I didn't notice the urethral tube until she started sliding it in me as she slid the metal tube over my clit head. She said that would prevent me from pulling myself out the back end, and will make erections more painful. She got the tube attached to the ring and slid the internal lock into place. She sat in front of me and spread her legs showing me her sopping wet red panties. She put a couple of fingers inside them and as she diddled her own clit, she turned the key and removed it, locking me in as she came almost violently on the chair. Finally coming back to earth, she arose, slipped off her panty and stuffed it in my mouth. I was released from my bondage and we hugged for at least 5 minutes. "I am so pleased you never used your safe word Bren. I am actually proud of you. I have wanted to do that for so long. Now I know you will obey me in the future, and your new Dr's too. Lets go to bed." She removed the gag and led me up to bed.

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Casino Blues - by: Martin Y The line at the registration counter seemed endless. We walked to the far end and began our long wait. The bells, whistles, and chimes of the Casino rang through our heads as other, luckier, people gambled away their earnings. "Guess you should've listened to me when I wanted to leave early," April said. She leaned her head to get a view of the long line. "If we'd been here earlier we wouldn't have had to wait." I nodded but didn't say...

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Baby Blues

Baby Blues By Mistress X The darkness of the alleyway blinded the two men as they emerged from the slightly brighter confines of a local strip club. Cliff and Stu were a pair of collegians who rented an apartment together off campus and a couple of blocks away from this particular club. "Jeez Stu, we need some money coming in," Cliff complained. "Yeah, I guess it's going to be a while before we see the inside of this place again." Stu replied. After a long series of visits to the...

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Abduction Blues

ABDUCTION BLUES. by Cassandra Anaconda Morrison This is what happened: It was late one cold and comfortless night when I first noticed the bright light in the Western Sky. It was hovering at about tree level and?for the life of me?I couldn't quite figure out what it was. It didn't seem to be an airplane?at least?not an airplane such as I had ever seen before. So I just stood there shivering on the porch and staring at it. Finally I could stand it no longer. "I'll just...

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Smoking Schoolgirl Part 1

It was like any other Monday morning as I rolled out of bed, showered and got dressed for school. My mother as usual had already left for work and I entered the kitchen for my morning ritual of caffeine and nicotine. I poured the freshly made coffee into my favourite mug and then sat down at the kitchen table and opened the packet of Marlboro Menthol cigarettes she had left behind. Then my usual Monday morning changed, and I would never be the same again.Any smoker will tell you that when they...

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Detectives Blues

Send any comments or suggestions to [email protected] Detective's Blues: Chapter One By Joeshmoe547 Has it been a year already? It seems like only yesterday that I was Bill Richmond, a well-known private investigator in the Washington DC area. My customers where politicians, blue bloods and the well heeled. Today, I'm... well, let me start from the beginning. I was born in the sprawling suburbs of Northern Virginia across the river from the US capitol. My parents were...

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Junior YearChapter 4 What Comes After the Blues

For me, this was the first day of school. I pulled up just as Mike did. I thought about sitting in my car until he went in, but decided I might as well tackle this now. He didn’t see me until I was right next to him. “Oh, shit!” he said as he jumped when he saw me. “Relax.” We walked in without saying a word to each other. Mike kept glancing at me, as did half the people who hung around the front of the school. I think we disappointed them when we didn’t throw down right there. Pam saw us...

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Smoking bad girl

She’s the worst girl in college. Just turned 18, Hannah is the naughtiest girl you will ever know. Hannah loves been bad and adores the reputation she’s got herself – the image she gives herself is enough to make most guys come. She’s got the body of a goddess and uses it to her advantage. One day Ashley was walking down the street, minding his own business when a very expensive looking motorbike stopped beside him. The bike was a Suzuki, mainly black with red on it too. It must be brand new...

Fetish
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Sarah Carerra 206 Hospital Blues

Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: September 6, 2010) Chapter 6 - Hospital Blues The constant hum of machinery and the intermittent beeping were the first things that I became aware of. The smell of antiseptic was next. I opened my eyes a moment later. A...

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Bobs Blues

Bob had the blues so bad he figured if he was able to look in the mirror he'd look like Grover, Harry, or Cookie -- the fuzzy and blue monsters from Sesame Street, which he was currently watching because the remote had stopped working and he couldn't get out of bed to change the channel. He knew the batteries in the remote were okay; he'd just put them in last week or maybe it had been the week before. With the day he had had yesterday, it was kind of hard to remember things. He was...

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Smoking And Texting

Smoking And Texting It was a lovely warm sunny afternoon and I was sitting outside in the beer garden of my local pub having a pint and just chilling out in general when all of a sudden, I feel my phone going off in my jeans pocket. Of course it's a text message. "Hi gorgeous, how are you?" the message says as I look down at it in confusion. You see I'm a 20 year old single guy and I never ever get any texts like this, ever, so as you can imagine, I'm more than just a little...

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Smokingfetish

“So you did okay in finals?” Julie nodded. “All that stress actually made me work my ass off. I think I did pretty well,” she grinned. “I’m going to miss your company out here, but good luck with quitting,” I said. “The few, the proud, the exiled,” I added. “Mike, thanks for keeping me company and listening to me bitch all semester,” Julie said. “I’m gonna miss hanging out here with you and...

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smoking weed

Its somewhat legal since evryone know its going to be official on october17I never really was into smoking until the legalization happenedI like to drive at night and stop at a park to smoke one in my subaru outback , just chilling playing some pokemon hitting parcs around my placei was smoking when he kinda make me jump by hitting my windowit was starting to rain around 2am , surprised to see a big chubby black gray hair dude hitting at my window''hey boy im walking home im fucking tired from...

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Smoking and Fucking

I had often wondered what was so fascinating about a woman smoking whilst you fucked her.Well recently i found out.I had shagged my partners boss(See 'Shagging My Partners Boss)a few times and as i was to discover she had obviously talked about me.The boss of the shop next door,a mature gilf,saw me one day and asked me if i would help her with something in her stockroom as she was on her own.When i went into the stockroom i helped her with the job then she said would i like a coffee.She made...

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How to Cure the PostPartum Blues

‘Oh my god!’ I cried as I came home from a date to find my husband had packed his clothes and left the baby untended. The baby was choking on a bead and rolling around on the floor. I called the ambulance, just in time. I was in shock. All because I wanted a little fun out of life, my child almost lost his! It all began the day Jeffy was born. I was terribly unhappy. There I was, only 19 years old, saddled with a husband who drank so much that he couldn’t satisfy me, and now with a baby too!...

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Helplessness Blues

Hi! So Helplessness Blues is my first attempt to write anything like this. I actually am working on a much longer story, but I sort of dreamed this up in the last few days. Admittedly, it’s a bit fluffy with fairly one-dimensional characters. The story actually did start as a rather unpleasant dream I had recently, although I think it ended well. I don’t remember which parts were from the dream and which I made up except that the dildo was definitely not from the dream and the twins were....

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Tashita Loves Rhythm And Blues

I lived in a third-floor apartment. Tashita lived under me, in the second-floor apartment. How we met was pure happenstance, as was what transpired after we met.It was a warm spring afternoon and I decided to play hooky from work, to stay home and just chill. I had the stereo cranked up and admittedly, was jamming, having a good afternoon. I didn’t think anyone would care because surely, most folks would be at work.The banging on my door startled me. I quickly turned down the music and cracked...

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Monday Blues

As dawn broke I got out of my car in the car park, thinking of nothing in particular. As I walked to the underground elevator, I quickly look back at my joy and lock the doors with the familiar beep and flash of lights. Pulled my over coat closed as a breeze of bisque morning coolness blew through the car park. Arriving at the elevator, the quiet air of silence that only early morning offers. Still waiting...finally the audible bell as the doors open, still moving in a robotic manner as every...

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SRU Election Blues

SRU: Election Blues By Radioactive Loner The rain was whapping itself in big, fat droplets against the windowpanes of the town's mall as an individual slowly walked through the corridors, that person's eyes darting left and right, in search of an old-fashioned store with a name few would take seriously ... "Spells R Us." Of course, what approached that homey storefront was a former customer, who knew that the shop's potions, curios, and knick-knacks were all too serious. As...

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Altered Fates GIBlues

Authors note: This story was inspired by Femur's Lovingly Modified Romance Comic covers, specifically af054.jpg. I wrote it when femur asked me for a story. This was the one I originally intended to start with but, for various reasons, I ended up writing other stories first. ALTERED FATES: G.I.BLUES By BobH. (c) 2003 For John Geddes this five day furlough could not have come soon enough. Six days from now he and his unit would be shipping out to become part of a...

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Lipstick Blues

Lipstick Blues by Peggy Sue It all started at the Jewish Community Center. There was a pageant and I was Moses receiving the 10 Commandments. There were lots of 12 and 13- year olds in the pageant and we were assembled beforehand when suddenly there appeared a young man and women in our midst who were putting lipstick on everyone and rubbing a little of it on our cheeks. My heart filled with terror and I didn't know why. I saw that people had lined up in front of the man and the...

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Post Graduate blues

It was so easy. I was thinking about our relationship now. My husband (at the time) and I were participating in a special archeological study of a tribe which had no previous contact with modern man. We are both in our early 30s. I am rather tall at 5' 10" 140 lbs. with long blond hair and (if I do say so myself) a killer body!) Stan, my husband, was a shrimp at 5' 6", 120 lbs. with a physic of a child. He had longish brown hair with somewhat gentle features. A real Nerd! ...

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First time blues

I, satyam and suri are like minded batch mates at engineering college… despite busy with well paid jobs we maintained constant contact…continued to do so even after getting married … to implement our student day pact…met periodically to review progress …decided that nothing can be done till each of us became parents of two kids…and waited…a year later, i am blessed with twins …satyam and suri had a kid each … ‘…fellows…i am more ready than you…‘i often teased them…two years passed by… a week...

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Even Cowgyrls Get The Blues

                 Even Cowgyrls Get the Blues!                   Gay interr trans morph                           TJ Ryder                  http://www.sissytrain.com/date    year 2054Place    New South African republic of Obeah.*****************************************************************pic 1    The lightning and heavy rain lit up the grim brickbuilding of the orphanange, its placque the only bitof ornamentation on its street-facing side exceptfor long, high narrow windows    Ojobango Banto...

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Even Ponygirls Sometimes Get The Blues

Chapter 1. Life’s a Beach(Even Ponygirls Sometimes Get the Blues, Aurelius c. 2002)It was a fine evening for a walk along the beach. On Rabbit Island every evening was a fine evening for a walk alongthe beach! The scenery, the tropical climate and the idyllic locationmade it so.Kate and Jessica ambled bare-foot across the soft wet sand at thewater’s edge, both captivated by the radiance of the pumpkin redsun sinking rapidly on the maritime horizon. They marvelled how muchquicker the...

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Boot Camp Blues

Boot Camp Blues By Deputy Duffy In northern Vermont there's an old school building that was used once asthe State Police Training Facility. Some vandals had trashed the place recently,and Deputy Johns and I were sent up there to play janitor. And I certainlywasn't happy about it. But then, in the debris of some vandalized wooden lockers,I found these papers -- letters from a girl to her sister. It was kind of strange at first to read them, but it was also kind of titillating,too. It took some...

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Miniskirt Blues

Miniskirt blues: Something inside Sarah must have snapped. She no longer wore a slip or a neglig?e to bed. She now wore one of those tee shirt style pyjamas and something like boxer shorts. Increasingly she was becoming disinterested in sex with me and I was finding it hard to maintain an erection. Sarah would still cook and wash up but she was starting some sort of internet fitness business which was taking up increasing amounts of her time. Sarah would also do the shopping. S...

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Work blues

Work bluesPart 1 – staff training Another Melody Mitchell story‘I'm sorry" Melody got in first "but Tracy's only twenty-one and she needs the extra coaching if she's going to be able to cover for me next month when we go away to Italy. The only chance I have is if she comes here on Saturdays and we go through the work in the evening. She’s as bright as a button so she should catch on quite quickly if we can get down to it one on one"Melody knew that Steve disliked her bringing work home, but...

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Young Life of White TigerChapter 23 Birthday Bliss or Blues

Chapter 23: Birthday Bliss or Blues Repercussions from the swim debacle followed, the school principal wasn’t happy that I had been pulled out from detention by Bill. But after a meeting where my Mom came in to discuss what happened, he understood what had happened, the coach was meant to be at the meeting also, but had abstained, saying he had more important things to do than deal with a whining student. He had given the principal his reasons for his decision in a previous conversation...

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Smoking Is Bad For You

It was the second week of our summer break and I was already bored. My older sister seemed to have plenty of friends to visit but my few were away on holiday with their parents. I woke late last night to hear Alex creeping in from wherever she had been, luckily for her, our mum and dad sleep very soundly. The front door slammed and we were alone once again for the summer break doesn't stop mum and dad from working. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to recognize that smell, I'd been to a...

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Smoking Habit

Smoking Habit By Suzanne It all began on a lonely stretch of roadway South of Fort Nelson. I was headed South to Chicago from Alaska. I had been traveling the Alcan for about 36 hours now, and I was damn tired. I had made it through Yukon and now I think I was in Alberta. Some damned province in Canada was about all I knew. I sped along at about 100, and that was Miles, not Kilometers like the signs had posted. I figured if I got pulled over I would play the ignorant American...

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Smoking Butts High

Stanley Manley King built his ranch around the buttes on the far edge of his isolated Idaho town and worked it with true puritan zeal until the day he died, when it was sold off by his family to the municipality for a tidy sum. One of his descendants was rumored to have growled “and good riddens to all you inbred, know-nothing, reactionary rednecks” before hopping a plane to his new villa in the Alps. Thus, the King family exits stage East, never to enter into this story again. King buttes was...

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Smoking TV slut Part 3

There were 6 other cars in the dark, tree-lined car park. As ordered, I carefully extracted a long, white cigarette, with my trepidation becoming overwhelmed by rampant excitement. He, and I, knew this was what I needed. An outrageously madeup transvestite tart needed that final push. A gentle persuasion to become a cock-loving slut. A cigarette smoking whore, with another addiction. Cock! The nicotine was like my fuel, and my platform heels clicked loudly in the dark silence, as I fulfilled...

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Smoking a cigarette during rough gay sex

It was a friday night and me and 3 friends were goin out to town. I was excited because it meant i could wear my shiny nylon bomber jacket too and i loved to wear it as i had a cig hanging from my lips. The night turned out to be a waste of time so i headed home early and was horny as hell so i lit up my cig as i walked through a back alley on the way. As i walked through there was 2 men who were drunk and thats when it all happened. One of the men wanted to challenge me to a fight so i lit up...

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Babysitting Blues

The fact that my gym was in the same building that I lived and worked was a plus. The incentive program my boss set up didn’t hurt either. The gym was state of the art and he could see my workout history any time he wanted to and he actually paid me for it. He insisted I stay in shape “for the business” he would say. I was perfectly ok with that as long as it resulted in money in my pocket and a tight body. The money was special. I didn’t tell anyone but the fact that a secretary, excuse...

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Jakes Saga Ch 08 School Day Blues

He pulled into the school parking lot, and strolled into the school, wearing a loose fitting pair of athletic shorts, with nothing underneath, and a comfortable t-shirt. Jake found his English classroom, and was not surprised to find it unlocked, with Ms. Dyers seated at her desk. She rose as Jake walked over to her, she wore a black knee high business skirt, with a light blue button down shirt, which gave her a very business womanly appearance. Ms. Dyers directed him to remove his shorts,...

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Cure For The Blues

It had been a long, hard day, and I was, quite frankly, deep in the dumps as I drove home that Thursday night. I knew the price of success was days like this, but I was on the verge of tears, from exhaustion and loneliness. Let me back up a second, and tell you a little about myself and my situation. My name is Anne and I just turned 45 a couple of months ago. Physically, I am about as average as can be. I’m 5-6 and slender, thanks to a regular exercise routine at a local health club. My...

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My Third Story by blueslipman

I know you're waiting for me. Even as I come through the door, I can feel you. I don't make you wait. I'm as excited as you are. So I drop the stuff I am carrying in the living room, quickly undress down to my underwear and hurry up to the bedroom, pausing only to remove a scrap of material from the pocket of my pants.Once I cross the threshold, I pause. You're sitting on the edge of bed. You've closed the blinds and you're waiting, waiting for me. And I smile, knowing that you planned this. I...

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My Second Story by blueslipman

As I mentioned in my last story, I have a nylon fetish. I love panties, slips, nightgowns and other items made from that wonderfully soft and sensuous fabric. I use them to masturbate because of how the fabric feels sliding up and down my penis, it is very intense. Sometimes when I am going at it I will put on a nightgown, slip, panties or some combination of these silky items for added stimulation. However, I am not a cross-dresser I just enjoy these items for sexual pleasure not for some need...

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Breakup Blues

Brandon sat in bed and admired the view he had of Annie in the bathroom. She was standing at the sink, bent over ever so slightly. The old t-shirt of his that Annie had on was riding up, so much so that Brandon could see where her legs met the curve of her cheeks. He smiled, still wrapping his head around the fact that Annie was his girlfriend.Brandon and Annie, short for Annabelle, had only been dating for two months. They met at a party thrown by a mutual friend. Brandon had just come off a...

Oral Sex
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Stepmother Blues

Jason woke up on the sofa at his father's house, and the first thing he realized was that he was desperately horny. He had been dreaming about sex again, and his eighteen year old cock was painfully erect. Idly, he listened for sounds in the house as he reached beneath the blanket covering him to stroke his bulge. The house was quiet, though Jason could tell it was already late in the morning. If he had been home, his mother would have dragged him out of bed already, whether it was Sunday or...

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