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Bad Antics Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I had no choice in the matter, no say, and despite my pleadings, I found myself in a dress. It was pretty enough I guess, for a girl I mean, but I was a boy! Between my parents, they had conspired to put me in this position, all because I made a scene at one of their parties! As a 13 year old boy, parties filled with adults leave nothing for me, and I got a little cranky about that. My mother was as angry as I had ever seen her, while my father was turning red in embarrassment over my antics. All I did was put a live frog in the punch bowl; I thought it was funny as hell; apparently, they did not. It took them three days to discover a punishment they thought was perfect. "You have," my dad said, "become incorrigible lately, and we cannot abide your antics any longer! So, we have decided that what you need is a totally new direction in life, one that will refine your social skills and improve your reckless behavior!" "And we have," mom added, "found what we feel is the ideal way to teach you a lesson you won't forget!" "We have decided," dad said in a very stern tone, "that since girls do not seem to get into the kind of trouble you have consistently been in, that some time, some very substantial time I might add, as a girl, will tone down that streak of devilishness you have!" I knew better than to say anything, but a girl!? Me? "I have already bought you a few things, and tomorrow morning I'll help you get ready, then you are going to my salon for a complete make over, and I mean from your hair to your toes, and I promise you that any backtalk, and you'll find yourself in dresses for a lot longer than our original plan! Understand?" "Yeah." "What?" they both said at once. "Yes Ma'am." Thus began the tragedy that became my life. The very next morning I was introduced to panties and bras, pantyhose and skirts. My mother was relentless, but I had to admit that when she was done, I did not look like a boy in a skirt. I wore my tennies, as she led me out of the house and into the car. "You brought this all on yourself honey; all you had to do was stay in your room if you didn't like the party, but you couldn't do that, could you?" I said nothing. "When your father told that you would be doing this for a substantial amount of time he did not say how long, but I will tell you that even though I managed to get him to cut the time, it will be long enough for a permanent to grow out, so you might as well get used to being a girl for a long while!" "But... I don't wan... I don't know anything about being a girl! And the guys! They'll kill me!" "Oh, I doubt that, not after we're done at the salon today, and you'll learn how to be a well mannered young lady or it will get worse for you, that much I can promise!" "But it was only a frog!" "This time. What about the time you glued the kitchen cabinets shut? That cost us a fortune to fix! Or the time you filled Janet's shoes with paint? That frog was the very last straw, and now you're going to pay the price for your antics!" I slumped back in the seat, unable to say a word. "After we are done here we'll stop and see the doctor so he can make a few... adjustments. It'll help you fit in better with the other girls, and also reinforce our determination to make you understand just how serious we are taking this!" At the salon I was seated in a chair, and the lady started by washing my hair. Since it wasn't that long, she and mom selected the color they wanted, and she started weaving extensions into my hair! That took a long time, almost three hours, then she put some rollers in and wound them up tight, and set in the solution. After I was back from the dryer, she cut and trimmed my hair before she dyed it a strawberry auburn. After brushing it out, I was finally allowed to see myself. I almost cried. I looked like all of the other girls in my class! I had long, shoulder length auburn hair that was just a bit wavy, with bangs that fell over my forehead. After that, another lady fixed up my nails with what she called acrylic extensions, painting them a nice pale red color. She also did my toes while someone else pierced my ears. Mom was not smiling, but she wasn't frowning either as she and I drove to see our doctor. On the way.... "In order for you to enjoy the complete girl experience, and your own safety, he is going to make it so that you'll have to sit down to use the bath, just like every other girl does, and he is going to attach some breast forms and some hips pads so that you'll have a shape that is similar to the other girls your age. In effect, you will become a girl!" I was done for. The doctor was very efficient as he worked. I was in a chair with my legs in what he called stirrups, my legs spread wide. I could feel him working and moaned once, so he gave me a shot. After that, nada; no feeling. It took him about and hour and a half to manage his work before I was allowed to stand up. Then he attached a pair of breast forms to my chest using some kind of special glue. From what I could see, they looked real to me! Then came the hip pads. They were rounded and seemed thin, yet filled out the cheeks of my butt and like the breast forms, felt very real. When he was done he and mom left me alone to get dressed. After 13 years of learning my body, when I ran my hand between my legs and found nothing but a small crease, I knew that mom had done it. She had turned me into a girl. Up to that point I could have gone back, but without my... manhood, I was, in fact, a girl! I cried a little, then pulled myself together and got dressed. On the way home mom stopped at the mall, and we went inside. I no longer knew who I was. From the long auburn hair to the boobs bouncing on my chest to the nails and my new... parts, I was a totally new person. Mom said that I needed a few things, and headed straight for the lingerie department, stocking up on panties and bras, pantybriefs, slips, nightgowns, and pantyhose. Then it was off to dresses, where she bought me three, as well as four skirts and tops, some shorts, two swimsuits and shoes, which I had to try on. By the time we got home I was so distraught that I could hardly talk. Everything I had been, was gone, all in one day! "Go put your things away honey, then come join me in the kitchen." When I was done, I went in the kitchen. "I know that you think we're being cruel, but we aren't; if we were to let you continue going down the path you were on, you might end up in jail, or maybe worse, and cannot let that happen. Now, we need to find a name that fits you better, a girls name. Do you have one that you like?" "Uh... I haven't thought about that, I don't know!" "If you had been born a girl, we would have named you Christine, but that is so close to your own name that I was thinking that you might like the name Jill? Jill Elizabeth? Unless you like something else? Priscilla perhaps?" "Can...can I um, think about it?" "You have until dinner time to decide on a name, or you'll be stuck with the one we pick, okay?" I had no place to go, no friends I could see, nothing. I went back to my room, and pulled up the skirt and yanked down the panties so I could see for myself what I looked like. There it was. A narrow crease without hair. I touched it, ran my finger down the length, and moaned in anger and frustration. I t what to wear was going to be a problem, yet my parents had turned me into the freak I saw in the mirror. I did figure out that because I looked like a girl all over, nobody would be able to say otherwise, which was the only thing about the whole deal that I actually appreciated! I did not know because they did not tell me, how long this was going to last, saying only that a "perm could grow out," by the time I was out of skirts. I went online to find out how long that was. To my shock and dismay, I learned that depending on the method used, it could be up to a year! A year! As a girl! I slumped in the chair and started to cry again when my mother came in. "Don't cry honey, it'll be over soon enough." "A year! That's what I found out on the internet," I wailed. "That's true, up to a year, but that's only if you behave yourself! And no matter what you think of this... punishment, believe me, it'll be easier than what your father wanted to do! He wanted to send you to a military school, one of the strictest and most rigid in the country! I talked him out of that because I felt that you needed to be close to us so we could monitor your behavior. Now then, lets talk about being a girl." Mom told me that they were not insensitive to the fact that I knew nothing about being a girl, which is why they had enrolled me in a sort of beauty slash charm school! "They'll teach you how to dress, what to wear, how to do makeup and hair, how to walk and so on. It's a two month course, so you'll have plenty of time learn how to be a girl, and I sincerely hope that you work hard at it because failure will add more time that you'll be wearing skirts. Now then, have you picked a name yet?" "I guess, Susan?" "That's nice dear. Susan it shall be. I know that you must be all sweaty from what happened today, so why don't you take a shower? I'll get you a cap to cover your hair, and when you're done, wear that cute blue and white dress, with the white shoes? Call me if you need any help." As I undressed I became familiar with the strange fasteners that girls had on their clothes, as well as the contortions it took to get them on, like the bra! Once I had the cap over my hair I went in the shower and let the water beat on me as I tried to wash away the nightmare; yet the minute I started to soap up my hand found my breasts and it all came back. I stayed in the shower until the water began to get cold, then stepped out to get dressed. The only thing remotely good about it was that I did in fact look like a girl! I stepped into clean panties, then sat on the bed to pull on the pantyhose before I struggled once again with the bra. Snug but not tight, the soft cups did nothing to hide them, but pushed them up and out a bit instead. The slip went over my head, as did the dress, and as I zipped it up and it became tight around my waist, I sighed. The white shoes were actually low heels, and made my legs look more feminine, especially with pantyhose. I knew nothing about makeup, but knowing my parents, I had to at least try, so I used some blusher and lipstick, which was about all I could manage. Removing the cap let my hair fall free, and surprisingly, it went right back to its original shape! I sincerely wanted to hide in there, but couldn't, so I did my best, took one last look in the mirror, and walked out of my room. My heels made the familiar click of heel on hardwood as I walked through the house, finding mom, and my father, on the patio. Swallowing hard at the thought that I would have to face my father dressed that way, my nerves almost got the better of me before I took the step, and walked outside. "There you are! And so pretty too! Come over here so your father can get a good look at you!" As I stood there my father looked me over from head to toe before he said a word. "I never expected to see my son dressed like this, however, you brought this on yourself, so we'll all have to learn to get used to it. I know this is your first day like this, and you look very nice, but I'm willing to bet that you'll get used to it and things will get easier for you as time goes on." "Her name is Susan, Susan Elizabeth." "Well... Susan, I think it's time we talked about your.... dilemma. Please, sit down." When I did, "We think that looking the way you do will be inducement enough to keep you out of trouble, which is why we chose it. It is also the reason we have enrolled you in that school. We are positive that you are not going to broadcast your new status to anyone, nor do we believe that you want any of your friends to find out. Putting you in that school can only help you achieve some semblance of a normal girl who is your age, which will also make it very hard if not impossible for anyone to find out, right?" His logic was impeccable, and all I could do was shrug. "So, it's in your best interest to do your best at that school. We won't force the issue, but we expect that you will make new friends at the school, and we want you to know that they are welcome here at any time." My parents had very neatly trapped me into a situation where I alone was responsible for being as feminine as I could be, or suffer the consequences, and risk my own safety. My dad was clever; he knew that what I feared most was exposure of my situation to my friends, which is why he put me in this predicament! "I'll take you to the school in the morning Susan, so be ready to go by eight." And that was the end of the discussion of my fate; it was now up to me. That night, I slept in a nightgown for the first time. It wasn't as bad I thought, but pink? Whew! The next morning mom told me to wear a skirt and blouse, so I dressed in what she told me, and right after breakfast, we left for the school. I had no idea what it would be like, other than mom's description of it as a beauty slash charm school. I could only guess what that meant! Snobbish girls that were way too pretty and so arrogantly spoiled that nobody could tolerate them. What I got was something entirely different. As we walked into the building we were met by a very obvious, and very flamboyant guy, who was wearing a long satin dress! No wig, no makeup, just the dress. "Good morning! I'm Stanley. I, and others, will turn Susan here into a wonderfully feminine young lady, one who would be presentable to the Queen herself!" "Which one?" I asked under my breath. Mom poked me in the ribs as we followed Stanley into a small room populated with chairs. The room had eight other girls already seated. A woman walked in, tall and regal looking, dressed in a yellow pantsuit. Every hair was in place, her makeup perfect, and her nails manicured. "Good morning ladies, my name is Cheryl, and I run this school. Some of you are here under duress, some are here by choice. In either case, all of you will learn how to be young ladies capable of being presented to society at every level and function perfectly. Being a lady is more than how you look; it's how you feel about yourself and how you carry yourself. In other words, poise. You will follow every direction you get to your best ability, or you will find out that there are much worse ways to spend your summer. Now, I want all of you to sign that document in front of you, and put your age on it as well." We all signed the paper, then... "Okay! You range in age from 13 to 20, so we'll split into three groups. Those that are 13 to 15, please stand over there. Those that are 16 to 18 stand up here, and the rest over there." After we were separated, I, and those in my group were ushered into another room. There were four of us, two my age. We were given leotards to change into and told to get ready and meet in the gym. Once we were in the gym, we had to walk the perimeter so we could be evaluated. All four of us failed miserably, which, in a way, was good for me. Our instructor, a girl named Anne, showed us how to do it, and once again we walked the floor. Time after time we walked until, one by one, we were told we did "okay". I was beat, but Anne, after a short break, started in on the walking once again. Day after day we did that walk until we had it down to perfection. Along with the walk, we also had to move our arms correctly as well, which felt really awkward at first, but soon became normal. Then it was almost four days just learning how to sit down in various outfits, from jeans to gowns. How to get in and out of a car, how to sit on the edge of a chair rather than just lounge in one. Tedious is what it was, but until we had it down pat, we kept on doing it, and Anne was relentless in her drive to perfection. After a month of that, we started learning how to do makeup in all of its forms, from casual every day makeup to glamorous makeup. Surprising even myself, it turned out that I was good at it, and survived without the usual nasty remarks or looking like a clown. As the days went by I learned, with mom's help sometimes, how to take care to myself, and just as predicted, I became used to wearing skirts every day. With each improvement driven home by the constant practice, I began to use them at home as well. It was something that I couldn't avoid, and didn't try to. We learned how to do our own hair in various ways, and also, how to wear body specific clothing, such as a bikini or very short skirts. By the time the end of school was near, I had mastered every single thing I had been taught, no longer fighting the relentless drive towards perfect femininity. Not one of the other girls thought I was anything but a girl, even after we changed and showered together every day. My parents never said a word, but my father was beginning to get edgy around me. He always kept his distance, and when I asked mom about it... "He has never had a daughter, so he isn't quite up to speed on how to talk to you!" "But I'm not a girl!" "Can you really say that now? You walk, sound, talk, and act like one, you do makeup better than I do for goodness sake, and the way you dress is impeccable! You may think that you're a boy, but given the fact that you no longer look or act like one, I very seriously doubt that you can go back to what you were before, not now anyway. You've become our daughter Susan, and what's more, I can tell that you're beginning to like all the things that girls can do that boys can't!" "No mother, I hate it! It's just that I need to do this perfectly so I can get by!" "You don't hate it, not as much as you want me to believe anyway. Every report we got said that you were an eager student who put a lot of hard work into perfecting whatever was being taught! I think that you found out that you like being a girl but are too scared to tell me!" In a way, she was right, but I would never admit that, to her, or anyone else. I did like the days we spent getting all dolled up in those gowns, from hair to makeup, but that was something I was keeping to myself! No longer was afraid to be naked around other girls, and seeing them gave me no thrill either. I was one of them, and if I wanted to see a naked girl, all I had to do was undress. "Tell me I'm wrong Susan. Look me in the eye and tell me you hate being a girl more than anything else." When I said nothing... "that's alright honey, I'm a girl and I turned out alright!" Tears formed in my eyes as I tried to say it, to tell her that she was wrong, that I hated being a girl, but I couldn't. "Susan, why don't we have a girls day out? Just you and I? We'll shop, spend lots of your dad's money, have a nice lunch, and stop by the salon for a makeover? Then we'll make him take us out to a very nice restaurant for dinner? How about that?" "Dad won't get mad at me will he? I mean, I'm not..." "What you are is a beautiful, well mannered young lady, and men always do what pretty girls want, if you play them right!" "Play them?" "You know, hug them, kiss them, tell them that you love them, smell extra nice, and smile. It always works, trust me. You should try it. Practice on your father!" Mom and I went to the mall, and I learned that her version of shopping did not include department stores! We hit all of the high end shops, from lingerie to dresses. I bought a pushup bra and a corsolet, plus a garterbelt and some sexy high cut panties, then an ivory sheath dress that had a square cut neckline and was a full three inches above my knees. Mom surprised me when she bought a dress identical to mine, then it was off to get shoes that matched the dresses. We both got three inch heels, the highest pair that I owned. We stopped for lunch, then went to the salon. By the time we left we both looked great, and I finally began to feel like the girl I appeared to be. And I felt as if I could make my father do anything I wanted. Mom had been telling me all day that girls practice those skills on their fathers, and I should start if I had any hope of making it work when I started school and the boys started coming around! Boys! School! I had not even thought about that! It had been so far away that it didn't matter! When I mentioned it to mom.... "You're a big girl Susan; you should have figured out that we would not have put you through all this without knowing that you would have to attend school as a girl! We told you right upfront that you would spend substantial time as a girl, and we didn't mean just the summer! We spent all that money so you could master this, I would have thought that after going to that school that you would have figured that out by now!" "School, maybe, alright, but boys?" "Boys are a fact of life for girls honey, and since you've become a girl, and given the way you look, there is no doubt that some of the boys will be attracted to you! If you like them fine, be their friend. If not, then just... use your feminine wiles to make them go away!" There it was. When they told me that I would do this for "some substantial time", my brain did not add it up, but I should have been smart enough to figure it out, and I worked very hard to master everything the school taught me, and get myself out of there. On the last day Anne said something that should have clued me in, but in my reverie at getting out, I ignored it. She said "You're going to break a lot of hearts Susan, so I'll only say this. Leave the guys wanting to come back, okay?" That should have told me that I would have to not only attend school as a girl, I would have to accept boys as part of my life. "Susan? Are you all right? You look a bit distracted." "I'm fine mom." "Lets go home, take long bubble baths, and get ready to knock your fathers socks off!" It was a huge step for me. I had reached the crossroad. I could fight my situation, or I could embrace it. There wasn't any middle ground. I would have to be all girl, from my inner core to what I wore, or not. I looked in the mirror, seeing my perfectly coiffed hair and well done makeup, my very feminine shape, and knew. I knew that I could not so easily throw it all away, and maybe risk everything by becoming a surly boy in a dress with nice hair. I knew, the minute mom told me I would be attending school as girl, that it would have to last until I graduated. I could not be a girl one year, and the next a boy! As a boy, I would have to learn how to be a boy all over again, and certainly, without question, losing all those girlish mannerisms would be difficult at best. From how to talk, to the way I walked would be near impossible to lose, and I knew it. The only question left was, could I accept my femininity and use it? Could I accept my role completely? Being as feminine as possible would be the only way for me to survive, and maybe prosper in school, and if that included dating, I would have to accept that too. I was surprised to realize, that being a girl might not be as bad as I had originally thought. I had mastered everything I had been taught because I just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible, but along the way I had somehow begun to not only enjoy, but revel in the training! I did not realize it at the time, but looking back, it was evident to everyone but me! As I sank into the hot water and the bubbles covered my breasts, I knew that mom was right. I had become a girl, and knew that I was going to practice on my father over dinner. Once I made the decision to be as feminine as possible, I went all out, starting with some high cut panties, then the corset. I "fluffed," my boobs to make them sit higher in the cups and be more prominent. With a grin, I pulled on the nude pantyhose before I sat at my vanity to do makeup. I really only had to touch up in a few places. My hair was still good, so I slipped the dress over my head and zipped it up. It hugged my figured and displayed my very feminine shape, from the swelling bulge of my boobs to my narrow waist and wider hips. If anyone suggested that I was a boy, they would be laughed at! I added gold and white earrings, a small heart shaped pendant necklace, and a gold bracelet. Mom gave me a small ring with a good stone in it, so I wore that too. After stepping into the heels I picked up the new perfume I had bought that day, and put some on my wrists, neck, and behind my ears. After touching up my lipstick, I changed purses and stepped out of my room. Mom walked out of her room moments later, and as we looked each other, we both started to giggle! "Your father doesn't have a chance honey! You look spectacular!" "You too mom! We're like twins!" "I've already called your father, and he has made the reservations. He'll be here any time, so lets surprise him when he comes in! As soon as we hear his car, come stand next to me." Dad walked in the house and saw us standing there like twins. His eyes went real wide, then a smile came to his face. "Hi daddy," I said, "mom and I decided to surprise you!" "You have! You two look gorgeous!" "Lets go eat," mom said, "I'm hungry!" There wasn't any doubt that my father was both shocked and in awe at the way I looked. Still, I was only 15, well, almost anyway, and by calling him "daddy," I had tried to let him know that I would never be his son again. That dinner was my "coming out," party so to speak. I used my smile, soft voice, and gentle touching, to get him to agree to change my name legally. When I asked him he didn't flinch, and I knew that he had arrived at the same conclusion mom and I had. My journey, while not complete by any means, had actually begun. My father seemed to accept the obvious, although I'm sure that mom helped by talking to him in private. The very next day I had my normal check up at the doctors office, so I told him of my decision. "We do not usually prescribe medication for this situation to someone your age, however, over the time that your testicles have been sewn inside your body, they have already started to atrophy. That means that your body will not produce the testosterone you would need to develop as a male, which means that the estrogen will take over and you will experience some minor yet decidedly female development. So, because of that, I will give you a shot today, and you'll have to take daily doses of estrogen. That will allow you to develop much like the other girls your age. I would guess that within a few months we can remove the breast forms and the pads." With mom's consent, I got the shot and started the second, but most important leg of my journey. The doctor was correct, and within a few months I was a full A cup, my hips had started to fill out, and my skin remained soft, smooth, and virtually hairless. I never grew a beard, so I was able to seamlessly segue into my girlhood without that trauma. Over time I grew into a woman, and all thoughts of my boyhood had disappeared into the fog of time. I did learn how to twist my father around my little finger, but then again, I think he enjoyed those moments as much as I did. I do not think that his form of "retraining," would lead to this, but it has, and now I have become the daughter he needed. My antics? Well, those are a thing of the past. I guess the retraining worked!

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Chapter the First In which businesses prosper, families meet and a marriage is arranged, but no improprieties occur. It was a large house, set in a small park, but it could never look like a house of the gentility. It shouted aloud to anyone of sensibility, in this year of our Lord eighteen-fifty, that this was the home of a tradesman. A very rich tradesman, it must be admitted, but not a gentleman, be he titled or not. In the dining room sat two couples eating dinner. The master of the house,...

3 years ago
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After school antics

“Lexy, can you stay behind this afternoon to help out”. Mr Maidly asked, but in a way which said I know you will. You see I am a prefect which means it is my job as a lead student to drop my life after school and help them, (not really but that is how I saw it). “Yes sir”. I replied quiet nonchalantly I didn’t really mind with sir he was the youngest in our school (24) and quiet cool, he would let us have our music out in class and in free time play you tube on the interactive white board....

4 years ago
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My Little Sisters Sexual Escapades Part 1 Teenage Antics

At the age of sixteen my younger sister had developed physically into a beautiful young lady. Her figure was to-die-for according to her close friends who clearly envied her body. Not only was she blessed with stunning looks, beautiful hair, well developed boobs, and a tailored waistline but also a model’s legs that went on forever. In short she was a show-stopper.But her outward maturity did not reflect her inward mischievousness!Being a brilliant fine arts scholar and highly creative she was...

Incest
2 years ago
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Valentines outdoor antics

I had bought some suction cup toys online along with a self bra & matching pantie set for my girlfriend & as I work away i had them in the car when I got back from site to show her. She was wearing a tank-top & a skirt with a bikini on underneath in case we decided to go swimming instead. For Valentines day we decided to go to the only drive in movies in the state, we went to see the new triple x 3 movie in my BMW coupe. Part way through I got her to take off her bikini top &...

2 years ago
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Bedroom Antics

Chapter the FirstIn which businesses prosper, families meet and a marriage is arranged, but no improprieties occur.It was a large house, set in a small park, but it could never look like a house of the gentility. It shouted aloud to anyone of sensibility, in this year of our Lord eighteen-fifty, that this was the home of a tradesman. A very rich tradesman, it must be admitted, but not a gentleman, be he titled or not.In the dining room sat two couples eating dinner. The master of the house,...

Straight Sex
2 years ago
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After school antics

“Lexy, can you stay behind this afternoon to help out”. Mr Maidly asked, but in a way which said I know you will. You see I am a prefect which means it is my job as a lead student to drop my life after school and help them, (not really but that is how I saw it). “Yes sir”. I replied quiet nonchalantly I didn’t really mind with sir he was the youngest in our school (24) and quiet cool, he would let us have our music out in class and in free time play you tube on the interactive white board....

First Time
1 year ago
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FTM Sexy Antics

I haven’t always been a guy though, I was born female and transitioned over a decade ago. You would never know this to look at me as I am 5ft10”, broad in the shoulders from hitting the gym, heavily tattooed, sporting a skin head and a luscious big beard. I could walk right passed you on the street or be sat next to you in a bar and it would never even cross your mind that I am trans. The biggest give away would perhaps be if you were to see me naked as I have opted to not have any genital...

4 years ago
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Living a CAP Based PresentChapter 38 Missile Antics

The door to the missile simulation room opened quietly. The instant it finished moving I could hear shouting from inside. “Don’t rush!” a female voice shouted. It sounded like Morgause, but the anger in the voice surprised me. “I’m trying,” was the response. This clearly came from Ingrid, and sounded more than a little petulant. There was a bit of a buzz emanating from the room. Worriedly I rushed through the door and looked around. I could see that Morgause and Ingrid were sitting side...

4 years ago
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Hey HoneyChapter 2 Continuing her Antics

[Husband arriving home from work finds nude wife on couch sipping wine. Fresh hickeys on breasts and pussy seeping whitish cream.] “Hey Honey, you know the kid who you hired to do the yard work? He just left. Let me tell you why I look like this.” [Husband strips and gets himself some bourbon.] “Well, I was enjoying watching him working in shorts and no shirt. He’s a competitive swimmer, you know. When he finished I invited him in and gave him a soda. I couldn’t find any money to pay him...

3 years ago
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Hot Wife KatieChapter 11 Katies Online Antics

Mrs. Jackson sat in her office and swiveled on her chair as she stared blankly at the computer screen. Regret filled her mind as she thought about what she had done with the Best Buy Geek Squad employee. But at the same time she felt an unexpected excitement fill her body. She licked her lips slightly as she thought she still tasted his cock and cum across her mouth. She couldn’t get his voice out of her head as he told her he couldn’t stop watching her video of her giving Fred a blowjob in...

1 year ago
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Toilet antics

I had always been a sexually open minded person , I firstly started sleeping with women but eventually found out I didn't find the idea of sex with males a turn off . I didn't think I was gay , just keen on experimenting sexually . After downloading some gay porn I realised the idea of sex with a guy was not repulsive , in fact the complete opposite . After watching many I realised that I wanted this fantasy to become a reality , simply for the fact its frustrating merely watching it on a...

Gay
1 year ago
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Office Antics

My boyfriend came back to the office after a hard days work. I looked at him with the cheekiest grin and he asked me what time I was expected home and I said not for another hour. Well of course I offered to help him relax and he jumped at the chance - like any guy would. I walked over to where he was sitting and I whispered in his ear "wait till the boss has gone and i will blow u away!" The biggest smile came across his face and i just sat back down in my chair and continued to work. The boss...

Erotic
3 years ago
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Islamabad Mein Pyar

My name is rehan, I m 21 year old, . I m doing ACCA from skans.i m a well educated guy. I live in islamabad..agar koi larki/aunty /married /un married pakistan mein especially rawalpindi and islamabad mein mere sath kisi b tarah ka relation ,phone sex,real sex mukamal raazdari k sath rakhna chati hain to muje mail kareen at so howa youn kay main shroo hi say apni cousin per khuwaar hon she is such a smart girl 38 will be figure so u can just imagine but i have tested aik din main apni nani kay...

3 years ago
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IslamabadRawalpindi Encounter

I am 24/m from Islamabad/ Pakistan.To tell u about my self, I am not a casanova. I am 5.9? well built but a little overweight and very horney. The experience, I am telling u has happend just 2 weeks ago. I would say that this happening is not a story of a Resputiene and Russion Queen, but between a normal 34 years man and a plump lady of 30. I was in Super market, for some shopping,when I saw a fat woman wresteling with a flat tyre of her car. I observed few boys laughing at her, for her...

Incest
3 years ago
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Islamabad mein Choudai

Hi This is Ali I live in Islamabad I am very big fan of human digest and I have been reading stories for about 3 years this is my first story ever I told to any body and this is 100% true story which happened to me. My English is bit on weaker side so please don’t mind and I don’t know that way to write my story but here is my little effort to let u know about my sex experience with a sexy lady First let me tell u about myself I am a typical Pakistani guy with a fair looks I had 6 feet height...

4 years ago
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Islamabad ka waqeya

Hello dear readers This is me, marriam peerzada again. After quite some time I m back with my new story, it’s the real story and all characters are alive and few are very close to me, let me start it then. As u know me m marriam that time I was 19 years old I was living in Lahore, but I had to move to live with my tayyaba baji in Islamabad. She works for a firm that gets contracts from army so she actually has a flat in an army area (can’t.). I moved with her because she fell ill and there was...

2 years ago
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The New Romantics

The New Romantics By mini_smith2001 For me the summer of 1980 had been long and hot and uneventful, I was 17 and was looking forward to going to a nightclub in Birmingham with my friend Steve. Although I was still too young to get into a nightclub we decided to try. Steve was almost 18 and looked his age but I still looked like a school kid, which I wasn't, I'd been in art collaged for a year. The nightclub we were going to try and get into was called the Rum Runner, a club that...

2 years ago
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Ahmadabad Aunty

I have been a regular reader of ISS and I have published two stories earlier. I am Arjun, now in Ahmadabad. Now I want to tell you what happened 10 days back. Once I came to Ahmadabad, there was not much people whom I know. I have taken a flat in a luxurious apartment and there I met a family. Uncle, Aunty and their son. Let me tell you about aunty, Her name is Deepa (name changed). She is now 35 years old, well built with 36-32-38. I met them in the lobby one day and after talking to them, I...

1 year ago
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Islamabad ki aunty

Hello resdrs mera naam ALI hai aur main Islamabad(PAKISTAN) main rahta hu meri age 21 year hai, aj main jis aunty ki kahani sunane jar aha hun wo aunty hamary mohalla ki rahne wali hain aur married hain magar unka koi bachha nahi hai .aun ke husband army main hote hain aur kabhi kabhi ghar ate hain aunty k sath aun ke saas rehty hain lakin wo aun dino apne bete k ghar kise village main gaye hoe thyn. Aunty aksar auqat hamary ghar main aty aur hamare ghar walon se kafi frank the main college ky...

3 years ago
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Ahmadabad Ke Pathan Ki Chudai Ki Raslila

Ye meri pehli story he aur ye sirf Ahmadabad ki un bhabhiyo aur ladkiyo k liye he jinhe asli pathan ka lund apni bhose me lene ki khwaish ho or jo koi ladki ya bhabhi ye cahti ho wo mujhe mail ker sakti he per Now coming to the story Ye takriban 4 sal pehle ki baat he me ek muslim area me rehta hu city me so waha sare ghar kafi pas pas hote he aur mere pados me ek ladki nayi nayi rehne aayi thi usdin me 12 baje utha tha aur apni maid ko nashta banane k liye bola aur me apni balcany me khada...

2 years ago
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Badle ki bhawnae

Yes people, your evaluation sar ankhon pe.You can contact me at mai apne ghar me sabse chota hn 18 ka,aur mere pariwar me mom n dad ke alawa badi bahan divya 21 sal ki gori 5ft 5 ki aur 32 30 34 ke figure ki hai, aur ek bhai hai jo ki shadi ke bad alag rahta hai.Mai serious nature ka tha.Bachpan se hi mujhe khoob pareshan kiya jata tha.Mere dono bhai bahan mujhe daant khilate aur mera majak udate the.Ab college me ane ke bad bhi mujhe bhondu kaha jata aur meri bahan mujhe ghar me bahut...

2 years ago
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Badminton club

Hopefully erotica for those who would like to be titillated.Sorry to run off early ladies, but I have to get home to put the little ones to bed. See you all next week” shouted Amanda as she ran out of the changing room. I sat on the bench in the old school changing rooms, absolutely shattered. It had turned out to be a really lovely evening, with three other mums, from my k**s school, playing badminton. I hadn’t played since I was a teenager, and I used to love the game. Sadly age, ch*****n,...

2 years ago
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Badhi Bhen Ko Hogaya Mere Lund Se Payaar

Mera naam Sam hai mai Nagpur ka rahne wala hu.Ye baat aaj se 3 saal pahele ki hai jab mere badhi pappa ki bethi yani ki mere badhi bhen sadahi mai aaye thi. Hello to all readers the thing is i love sex but the problem is I’m bored, so my friend suggested ki aapne kahani post karne se tuze rahat milege. Barat mai nachte huye mai thak gaya tha isle mai apne sis key saath vapas ghar aa gaya. Mere bhen ka rang gora hai height 5.3 inch hai body figure 36-28-36 hai aur mai 6.2inch lambha hu mera...

1 year ago
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Islamabad Mein Chudai

Hello doston mera naam ali hai. mein rawalpindi mein rehta hun..meri height 5.9 hai..mein ACCA ka student hun.agar koi larki/aunty mere sath sex try karna chati hai mukamal raazdari k sath to mujhe mail kareen at abhi 20 saal ka hoon, Mujay kafi girls add kurten on on my yahoo messenger lakin zayda tur nay keha kay pehlay mobile ka card send kurro then sex kurnay. Mujay sirf un girls say sex kurna ka maza aata hay jo mature hoon our sex ko poorirazdari say kurna chahteen hoon. Eik larkee nay...

3 years ago
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Islamabad the ultimate sex

Hello ISS readers.my name is rehan. I m 23 years old guy from islamabad.pakistan.my id is is a true story that I wish to share with my co-readers. It happened last year with a girl’s named is Seema. She was one of my Junior Executives at the office where I work as a Management Consultant and was supposed to be having an affair with a collegue Malik. Very sexy babe. Good soft but firm tits. Gorgeous figure of 37-26-37. Used to call me Uncle by way of Joke. Ofcourse, I used this relationship to...

Incest
3 years ago
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Ahmadabad Ke Pathan Ki Chudai Ki Raslila 8211 Part 2

Hi friends, meri first story ko pasand kerke mujhe dher sare mails bhehne ke liye aap sab ko thanks a lot. Ahmedabad ki kisi bhi bhabhi ya ladki ko real afghani pathan ka lund test kerna ho to mail me at Now ab story per aata hu. Ye baat he un dino ki jab me apne finance k buissness me bahot buzy tha buissnes acha chal raha tha ek din me apni office me betha tha aur mere ek agent ka call aaya ki bhai aap kaha ho mene kaha me office per hu to usne bataya ek costomer he jo aap se milna cahta...

2 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ki Paisewali Aunty 8211 Part 4

Sabhi logo ko mere khade lund ka namaskar. Mera naam Tarun hain. Aur main Ahmedabad se hun. Meri age 26 saal hain. Ap logo ko meri pehli teeno kahani achchi lagi. So ab main apko apni tisri kahani ki or le jata hun.  Main aur meri ma’m Jamnagar gaye the. Tab woh unki dost Sweta ma’m ke waha mujhe chod ke chali gayi Ahmedabad wapas.  Ab mujhe poora ek mahina, Sweta ma’m ke sath Jamnagar mein rehna tha. Sweta ma’m bohut hi pyari hain. Maine unko unki chut chatke meri ashiq toh bana diya tha. Ab...

4 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ki Randi Maid Pt 3 Padosan Ke Samne Chudai

Hey girls and guys. Kaise ho aap sab log? Ye story continuity hai ‘Ahmedabad Ki Randi Maid’ series ka. Toh pehle ke part padhna mat bhulna friends. Abhi tak story mein, maine apni randi naukrani ko choda chaat pe aur humari chudai ke waqt meri padosan Pooja ne hume dekh liya. Ab age. Toh mera aur meri naukrani ki chudai ab regular ho gayi thi. Jab meri mom dupahar ko sone jati thi, usko ghar mein chupke se leke ata tha aur apne room mein uski chudai karta tha. Mera room aur Pooja ka bedroom...

2 years ago
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Badi bahan ki badi majedar chut

Pyare readers (choot waliyon aur lund walon) main dinu sabse pahale main sabhi choot waliyon aur lund walon ko danyawad deta hun kyun ki meri kahaniya, logo ko kaphi pasand ayee aur muze e-mail ke jariye male/female ka kafi response mila, logo ne muze aur satya katha likhane ka hosala diya. Isliye phir se aap logo ke pass ek sachi kahani pes kar raha hun, aasha hain pichhali kahanion ki tarah yeh kahani bhi aap logo ko pasand aayegi. Mera ek dost ranjit jo ki mumbai me hi bhayandar me apani...

4 years ago
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Badi Maa Ke Saath Pyar Bhari Raat

Hi friends main Ayush Sharma apke liye mere saath ghati ek ghatna ki kahani aapko batane jaa raha hoon.meri pichli story aap logon ko bohot pasand aayi mujhe hazaron email aaye thank you kisi bhi aunty ko sex karna ho to please mujhe email karen par Ab main story pe aata hoon is story main maine apni badi maa ko choda hai ye baat may mahine ki hai meri badi maa mumbai me rehti hai uska naam shobha hai uski age 46 hai lekin dikhne mein woh 35 ki lagti hai.uska figure 42 32 34 hai uske dudh...

3 years ago
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Badi maa ke sath jawani ka maza

Hello iss readers mai hamesha iss ki stories padta hu to socha kyu na apni life ka bhi ek hasin lamha apke sath share karu …mera naam kunal hai aur meri age 20 hai mai jaipur mai rahata hu hamari joint family hai aur bada ghar hai. Meri badi maa ki age 29 hai wo bahut hi khubsurat husn ki malika hai unko dekhte hai mera man sex karne ka ho jata hai … Baat aaj se 2 saal pahale ki hai mai hamesha unhe nanga dekha karta tha jab wo bath liya karti thi. Kya batau dosto unke bare mai unke wo bade...

1 year ago
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Badi Maa Ki Pasine Bhari Chut Ki Chudayi

Mai shivam bhabua bihar ka rehane wala hu ye kahani meri aur meri badi maa ki h Aapka samai na jaya karte hue mai siddha kahani pea ta hu meri badi maa ek gadraye hue jawani ki aurat h unaka figure k bare me ako kya batau mast golgol chuche moti aur muscular gand jise dekhate he kisi ki bhi land khada ho jaye rang aisa k mano jaise koi pari….. Ek din mere ghar pr koi nahi tha sirf mai aur meri badi maa the wo dopahar me so gayi thi tabhi mai cricket khel k ghar aya to dekha unki sari uar tak...

2 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ki Randi Maid

Hello friends. Mei jay arora apko apni fantasy ka baare mei batane wala hua jismei meine society mei kam karne wali maid ko apni randi maid banata hua aur bataunga ki kaise meine uski chut ka bhosada bana diya. Ab bhi time waste kare story chalu karta hua…..!!!!! So yeah time hai winter ka. Meine subhe subhe jogging karne jata hua rooj. Karib 8 baje jab mei society ka andar enter hua toh mujhe ek sakhat ladki dikhi jo chal ke arahi thi. Hum dono ek dusara ko dekha usne mujhe smile di aur meine...

2 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ni Jakkas Bhabhi Ane Chokri 8211 Part 3

Main vapas laut ayaa hun aapni chudai story ka 3rd part leke…jinko ahmedabad ya gujarat main se gujarati nhi aati..Wo lok muje mail kr sakte hain .. Main unko secretly translation krke dunga wo bhi live… Hu …. 3rd part kehva maate aai gaayo chu….1-2 part na reviews aane mail maate thank u so much… Haawe direct story per aavu chu.. Drashti nu pani bhabhi na face per j nikli gaayu… Maaru b padvanu htu… Main bhabhi ni bhos ma j paani kaadhi lidhu… 3 jana naga j besi gaya room ma… Bhabhi-wah...

3 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ni Jakkas Bhabhi Ane Chokri

Hi.. I am ahmedabad playboy(name changed)…Main iss ka regular reader hun aur kahin saalo se yeh padta hun…Aage ki story abhi main gujarati main likuunga jo k jyada excited aur real hain jo mere saath 1 june 2016 ko hui thi… Hello frnds…Mara loda ni size common j che…Hu bija badha ni jem gappa naai maaru…Koi bhabhi,chokri,aunty, or je chokri ne bf na hoi to mara email per contact kri saake che…Aapde chat n meetings private rehse aane taamne story vanchya paachi maane jarur mail krso aani hu...

3 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ki Paisewali Aunty 8211 Part 3

Sabhi logo ko mere khade lund ka namaskar. App logo ko meri pehli dono kahani aachi lagi. So ab mein appko apni tisri kahani ki aur le jata hun. Links of the previous parts on top. Mein aur meri madam akshar ek dusre ke sath maje karte the. Har weekend ham kuch na kuch kar ke plan karte the aur ek dusre ke sarir ko sukh dete the. Fir ek din muje company se bola gaya ki appko 1 mahine ke liye Jamnagar , Gujarat jana hain, marketing ke kaam se. so muje dukh hua ki, muje yeh sab chod k udhar pe...

2 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ki Paisewali Aunty 8211 Part 1

Meri story ki ghatna 1 mahine pehle huyi thi. Mera naam Tarun hian. Meri age 22 saal hain aur mein apni MBA khatam karke ahmedabad mein job ke liye try kar rha tha. Ek din mein S.G. Road mein ek marketing ki job ka interview dene ke liye gaya tha. Waha pe ek madam thi jo hr dept ki head thi. Thodi moti thi, bt bahut maal thi. Unka figure kuch 40-34-42 hoga. Fir mene apna interview acche se diya aur fir bahar aa gaya aur unho ne kaha agar app select ho jaoge toh call kar denge. Fir mein whaa se...

4 years ago
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Ahmedabad Ki Bhabhi

Hello friends maine iss per bahut sari kahaniya padi hai or aaj mai apni kehani likhne ja reha hu pehle apne bare mi bata du mi ek 25 sal ka average ladka 5″5′ or punjab se hu jo job kerne ke liye ahmedabad mi aaya tha or rehne ke liye maine ek flat rent per liya meri pehli kehani hai is lliye please aap log ise pad ker meri galti or apne sujav is email per de Mai yeah per naya tha to jayada kuch nahi janta tha kyu mi Punjabi hu or gujarat mi pehli bar aya tha. Kahni shuru hoti hai jab mai...

4 years ago
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Ahmedabad Chatroom To Rajkot Hotel

Dear ISS readers, I have been reading lots of stories and I thought I would share mine 2. Let me tell u about myself, I am based at Ahmedabad, 5.11″ athletic and weigh around 78 kg. Married Very fit and athletic, work as a senior manager in a big firm, Coming back to the scoop it was around 2 years back I was working with an ad agency then and since there is not much of work at senior level I would log into yahoo chat room. I came across a female and when i messaged her she replied back and we...

2 years ago
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Ahmedabad is best

This is Raj, from Ahmedabad, one of the very great fans of indiansexstories2.net like u people. I am a regular visitor of this very site similarly as I am to my mailbox. First I would like to describe a little about myself. Simply I would say this only that in the present world where there are many males around who knows how to present them handsomely, in that world girls always give a second look. I would like to share my first sexual encounter with u people as I don’t think so that anybody...

3 years ago
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AHMEDABAD SEX STORYASS

Hi dosto, mere naam krish (age:20) he , mail me : Aur me gujarat ke ahmedabad se hu, waise me jaha taha chodne ke liye nahi jata hu, lekin chodne ki meri iccha bahot ho jati he, lekin muth marke chala leta tha. Intro: Ek bar mere papa ke friend unki ladki ko leke humare ghar aye, woh 12 me padhti he aur bahot sexy dikhti he. Us din uski aur meri mulakat hui. uska naam mitali hai. Woh mere ghar ke najdik hi rahte he, maine use pehli bar dekhte hi aankh mardi thi, to woh thoda sa muskurai. fir...

2 years ago
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Ahmedabad maid

Hi my name is Jagdip (name changed). I live in Ahmedabad and my email id is . I am 26 now. The story I am going to tell you is real and happened when I was 17. We have a made in our house from last 15 years. Her name is Radhabai. She is really a very good made and very honest. She was almost 35 at that time. I never looked at her as a sex object as she is very average looking female but with a great body as she worked physically for long time. I was a teenager at that time and had started...

3 years ago
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Ahmedabad widow aunty

Hai Friends, I am Raj (Name changed) 25 yrs from Ahmedabad. I am a great fan of indiansexstories & have read almost all the stories. So today I decided to share my first experience. I was alone so I came to my aunty’s house. Since I have no other relative in the town I have to stay with my beautiful aunt (younger sister of my dad) who was a widow and was about 36 yrs old. My uncle died in a accident. After that she will not accepted to marry. So that they will stay in single in his house. She...

Incest
3 years ago
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Ahmedabad sex

Hi it is me Atul (name Changed). I am 25 years old boy from Ahmedabad. This incident happened in my childhood. My friend name is Ruchi. Ruchi is having very slim fine figure. She is always wear tight churidar kameez but very decent color one, no jazzy type. She is very mature type thinking and also very much devotional to god. She is always going temple and like that. But her face is always having mirchi look. Like she will biting her lips with teeth and look from corner of eyes at me sometime....

2 years ago
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Badge Bunnies I Have Known Episode One

Now it Begins.  If all goes well, this could be a very entertaining group of stories.  I was a law enforcement officer for over thirty years.  No regrets at all.  Many noteworthy things happened in my years of service, most of which had nothing to do with my sex life.  This is about the part that did.  I hope to share some stories about the young ladies that really like to date the young men in Uniform. BADGE BUNNIESMost people are not familiar with the name "Badge Bunnies". This is a huge...

Uniform
3 years ago
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Badge Bunnies I Have Known Episode Five

After pulling a second watch patrol shift, I dropped into Fred's Cop bar around midnight. I was hoping there would be a few Badge Bunnies looking for companionship, for a drink, and possibly a roll in the hay. The selection would be slim due to the late hour. The Bunnies looking for a serious fuck would have arrived around 9 pm. Fred's is a quiet bar in a quiet neighborhood. Most patrons are Law Enforcement Officers looking for quick and safe pussy. The Badge Bunnies are ladies who are...

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To start with the story my dick is 7 inches long and my body is muscular as I love to go to gym . Ye tab ki baat hai jab mujhe apni podt graduation ke liye hyderabad jana pada tha uss time mein sirf 21 saal ka tha ( ab I am 24) . Mein naya tha sher mein kuch nahi pata tha kisi ka ke kaise log hai kya karte hai …Tabhi mene college hostel naa leke ek 2bhk ka personal flat le lia tha kyoki mukhe aoni privacy bhaut pyari lagti hai .. Jaise hi mene social networking site pe dala ke ab mein hyderabad...

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