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New Town By Princess Pantyboy "Wow do we mommy have to move to a new town? I wish your work could have transferred us to a place better than out here in nowhere land California. Ya know what I mean mommy? I really like where we lived in Southern California, it was super nice and I liked the weather. Plus being near the beach was always fun." I play with my long hair that is parted down the middle all one length that goes half way down my back. "I wouldn't complain too much...
This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. A true story This is a true story about the light of my life. She passed away from cancer years ago and I wrote this to remember her. She was an amazing person who left this world a better place. Enjoy. My wife and I were attending a car show in Newport Beach. It was at the Newporter Inn, a classically...
SwingerNew Girl in TownMargo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a female, and couldpass anywhere. I complimented "her" on it, and "she" said, "You coulddo just as well, you know." I was flattered, but not as sure as...
LETTER FROM EISENGRIM TOWNSHIPDear Shoeblossom:Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it’s so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which really, really makes me feel even more naked, humiliated, and excited.?Keep that willy whacking, Fremont, but...
I won an all expenses trip to New York City for three days. My online friend Lynn, who runs a small gallery in a suburb of New York City, is excited, because we have not met yet. Her joining me in the city will be a great way to physically connect for the first time. Before now we have only talked on the phone and written each other. The prize trip includes airfare, hotel, an unnecessary shopping spree and a dinner at an expensive restaurant one night before I depart home. My hope is that she...
Copyright© 2003 by Carlos Malenkov The contents of the suitcase overflowed onto the rumpled bed. Sport jackets and underwear mingled with battered paperback novels, bars of hand soap, and creased snapshots of a middle-aged couple embracing a gangling adolescent. Ben could barely contain his excitement. He had arrived in Manhattan all of three hours ago, and already he felt he belonged. Even the luggage tag proclaimed him an official inhabitant of the city: "Benjamin Davis Carper, New York,...
It is our anniversary and I sit naked on our bed. When I awokethis morning I was told to shower and to shave every inch of my body, torub lotion and powder on myself so that every inch of me was soft andcaressable. I have done as I was told; I am very obedient. By now thecherry red polish on my toes and my fingers are dry and shiny. My lips areglossed the same color. My eyebrows are plucked and shaped, my lashescurled, my face powdered, my cheeks blushed, my shoulder-length haircombed. I...
Twisting the key, you feel the engine die below you. You open the door and step out into the cool ocean breeze, admiring the view before you. The town of Green Moore was a quaint little seaside town off the coast of the Pacific. It was rather small and unassuming compared to some beach cities, with a relatively small local population, somewhere around 15,000. Even to a young one like yourself, you know that a small population can be a bad thing for your kind: people are noticed missing too...
We moved to a town back in the 60s when I was just a boy. I was to young to remember my father when he died and it was just mom and me. Mom was pregnant with her ex bosses c***d which is why we had to move. Instead of leaving his wife for mom, he fired her. To avoid a scandal of a single mother, and pregnant she chose to leave rather than hear the gossip.We moved into a small house on the outside of town, and mom took a job as a telephone operator working mid shift which was 2-10 at night, most...
I just left a meeting with my ex-wife. We finalized our divorce. However, she was very surprised and impressed with the new me. The trouble began a little more than three years ago. We had been married two years when she discovered my secret desire to wear women's underwear. I have never been able to fight the urge to wear lingerie to relax. I hated the feeling but could not fight it. I never thought about actually being a woman, which confused me even more. But I always kept it a secret....
Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon. His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens in New York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother’s and sister’s clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I had never been in public as awoman. Margo lived now as a female, and could pass anywhere. I complimented “her” on it, and “she” said. “You could do just as well, you know.” I was flattered, but not as sure as she was....
It was late. Jeanie had been out late before, but not like this. Sure,Jeanie was old enough to be out on her own, 22, but she had always calledwhen she would be delayed and her step-father, Ted, was worried. Andexcited.Jeanie had gone to the hottest club in the city, a place where the youngand beautiful would hook-up, sometimes for a dance or two, sometimes forthe night. She had no trouble strutting past the velvet ropes, with hernatural good looks, her slender physique, her perfect, plump...
My first story ever! Comments are appreciated It was a Thursday in late August, and the moving truck had arrived at our new home. I could not believe it; Junior year and I had to switch schools. I stood there in my summer cotton dress with my arms crossed watching the movers struggle to lift our antique chesterfield and mom holding her breath trying not to have a panic attack. "Careful with that, gentlemen. It is very expensive." I let out a groan as I walk over to my frightened mother. ...
Group SexIntroduction: I moved to a town that had a very interesting history. so i decided to invest in it. I guess a lot of people out there in this world would consider me a pervert. I cant explain why, but after a failed marriage, I found woman to be undesirable to me. I do not like men, but I had a tendency to fantasize about younger girls. I seemed to think of woman in general as sluts. I began to believe that all women would or could be made to become unfaithful. It seemed that out of every ten...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
“I see you were using the pods again,” Marion White, the ships First Officer, says as she enters the galley to see Regina on the deck naked. “Unauthorized use of company property for personal pleasure is not allowed you know.” Regina lifts her head from the deck and blinks away the sleep. “Why don’t you just shove it up your ass,” she sneers. Marion walks over and pulls out an egg from a pod and pops it in her mouth. “You know, I don’t know what makes you so special.” She takes a seat and...
The empty shell of the townhouse still smouldered as the fire crew carried out the charred remains of another victim. The corpse soon joined the line of black body bags behind a parked ambulance, hidden from the gathered TV cameras. No doubt an effort to give them a dignity in death that they didn't have in life. So… what happened at this old townhouse? DC Blakely scribbled into his notepad, twitching his nose at the acrid smell of burnt furniture. He turned to his colleague, the buxom brunette...
Chapter 4 - Making Friends in Town Mary Sue walked the short distance from the bank to the diner, keeping a wary eye out for unwanted surprises. She opened the door to the tinkle of a bell and was struck by the ambiance. It was as if she had stepped through a time warp portal and was back in the 50's. The theme from Happy Days played softly on the corner jukebox. The walls were covered with banners and pennants from what she assumed were the local high school. The restaurant was...
This story takes a bit to get to the action, so just go with it during the setup.Imagine if you will, a society that did not regard sex as negatively as yours does. Abstinence only sex education was laughed at and teen pregnancies rarely occurred. Stores that openly sold lingerie, sexual stimulants and toys were found in every town and city across America. How you dress didn't label you a tease, slut, whore, or any of the other terms you might use. Rarely did anyone complain about lingerie...
Labatt’s Limousine, Returning to London 11:47pm, Friday, December 21, 1979 “I can’t believe you guys were able to simply jam out that Christmas song,” Stephanie exclaimed as we enjoyed some snacks and cokes in the back of the limousine after our concert in St. Thomas. “Oh! Gawd! I was worried about playing it when you joked that you wanted to experiment with a Santa Claus is Coming to Town to the audience,” Wayne laughed with Eda tucked under his arm. “I was amazed at how well that came...
The next morning was much like the one before. Once we finished breakfast, Andy gave the other women sun dresses and shoes to wear if we needed them. I liked the sundress he gave to me. It was short and barely covered my crotch when standing. I knew I would be sitting on a padded cover for the seat that would absorb leakage but trap moisture in the pad. All of us chose moccasins for footwear. Everyone but myself had been filled in all three orifices at breakfast. The farm was only about 2...
We are in a taxi. I am snug and warm beside you. On this occasion, I am wearing a long black hooded cloak. That's all - just a long black cloak. I'm sure this means that a nice surprise is awaiting me.I'm leaning against you, resting my head on your lap, feeling your wonderful fur coat soft against my skin.The taxi driver is used to our evening excursions and pays us no attention. He drives silently through the dark streets.We're nearing the centre and entering the quiet Soho backstreets...
LesbianNancy and Diana had just finished their second bottle of rose wine for the evening, gossiping about how their handsome teacher Nick, and all the implausible kinks he might have. In truth, neither of them had much sexual experience to begin with, but since they were a little tipsy and had nothing better to waste their time doing, this was entertaining enough. "I bet he has a sex dungeon" Diana said, trying to give a sultry look before bursting into laughter. "I bet he like spanking bad girls"...
FetishI smiled as you popped yet another White Rabbit into my mouth, those milky, rice paper covered sweets that the chinese so enjoy. We had spent the morning wandering around the streets of Chinatown, breathing in the smells and enjoying the curious little shops, overflowing with an amazing assortment of foods, Chinese sculpture, art, magazines, videos and music. Eventually, you took my hand and pulled me down what first seemed an alleyway, but was, in fact, a very narrow street lined with yet more...
EroticTolerance Town Barb watched the bus full of tourists pull in to the parking lot of the library and took a moment to check her outfit. Blue jacket, white blouse, blue skirt, cute blue-and-white hat. It had been suggested as a joke, but now she decided to just to go for it, why not? The bus pulled in, the tourists got out and formed a half-circle around her. "Hello folks," she said, "I hope you had a nice tour with Mary-Beth. My name is Barb, and I will be your host for this next...
Newlywed Husband Learns the TruthLisa is a very large woman in her early twenties. She is about 5'6" and weighs about 380. She is definitely what you would call a SSBBW.John is a skinny, dorky white guy in his twenties.Pastor Lamont is in his late fifties, with gray hair and a gray goatee.John and Lisa had dated for almost two years before he proposed. They had a great relationship, but she told him she was going to wait until marriage to have sex with him. Lucky for John, she allowed him...
Things change. A statement of fact. As you grow older your aims, goals and dreams change. Your philosophy will change as you're shaped by the experiences in your life. In my case, once I became an adult, I have had two philosophies or creeds that have stayed constant. One: You, and I, are responsible for our actions and for the consequences of those actions. Two: Before you criticize me, walk a mile in my shoes. And if you still don't like what I'm doing, then deal with it. I'm not...
A Night On The Town. Hi, my name is Chas, and my wife just cant get enough. She just really gets off being naked in public and having her body used for the pleasure of men, fucked in all her holes, whipped, spanked, you name it she love,s it. If anybody had told me eight months ago, that I had a cum bucket slut of a wife and would soon be letting any man, in fact groups of men, strip her naked and abuse her body how they wanted, to humiliate her, use her as their slut, I would have told them...
I met Nancy as the result of a kind of blind date. It was a blind date and it wasn't. Confusing I know, but true all the same. What happened was that one of my golfing buddies invited me over to his house one Sunday for a barbecue. I had been to Glen's place several times before for pool parties and barbecues and I knew his wife Amy and I'd always had an enjoyable time so I said I would come, When I got to the house there were already a dozen people there. Glen told me I knew where the...
Mayor Michael Deitz: When the story of Rebecca Siebert and her son, Allan, went viral two years ago it brought a whole lot of unwanted attention to our small town. i****t is a sensitive topic around here. Our town was founded in the 1800's as a German speaking settlement. The language barrier and the physical distance from larger towns in the days before automobiles limited contact with people outside our community. Up until two generations ago marriage between first cousins was common. After...
Prologue 1685 There was a light wind from the sea as they led her down to the mudflats. The thin shift she wore offered little protection from the cool evening air. After the elders had completely their sacred duty they retreated back to the harbour and surveyed the scene from a distance. The maid looked out to the water. Had the tide turned yet, she mused. Was it in ebb or flow? She knew not but she would find out soon enough. She wished she could forgive her unknown accusers. Who had...
There are certain perks to being a Real Estate Agent in a large city. This was one such occasion. I was contacted by a young couple a few weeks back about houses in good neighborhood. They were in their late 20's, both highly educated with good incomes. The wife, Monica, had accepted a position with a large insurance firm. Her husband, Eric, was an engineer. Eric, traveled often for his work...which left Monica to finding a house. I had only spoken by phone or with emails about possible houses...
My wife is the sweetest, most likeable woman in the world. She teaches Sunday school, teaches bible classes two nights a week, volunteers to work for every worthwhile charity in town and the strongest cuss word I've ever heard her utter is 'darn'. She is a great mother to our kids and has been a fabulous wife for me and I'm not kidding when I say that Marlene has absolutely no faults as a person. But not every one sees her the same way I do. You see, Marlene has a problem - she looks like a...
By Jax_Teller Living in a remote part of the world has definite advantages and some distinct disadvantages. One disadvantage is that the nearest town to us 15 miles away survives on tourists to maintain the economy. So during the hunting and fishing seasons there are butt loads of jerk offs that show up in the most expensive cammo gear available at shoot at anything that moves no matter whos property they are on. I always wondered if it was tourist season why couldn't we hunt...
My name is Vincent Vader I am a vampire and I’m going to tell you my story. I was 6'1, broad chested from years of chopping firewood and hunting with my parents back almost 749 years ago to my family tree I was the last of my family line. I was dressed in garments similar to Doc Holliday and Wyatt Earp for I was born in the Midwest in Kansas to be almost exact. My regal yet calm hazel eyes were hard, I had a long braid of silver blue hair, long smooth pale skin and fingers, and my...
There are no graphic sex scenes in this story, sorry. This story is based on a true life experience. I have embellished the facts a little, but not as much as I normally have to. Thanks to my wife for her help in keeping me grounded and somewhere in the realm of reality. Constructive comments are requested and welcome. My email is shown on the web site. Thanks for reading my story. Enjoy. Things change. A statement of fact. As you grow older your aims, goals and dreams change. Your...
It certainly had become the talk of the Harbour Town,the middle aged divorced woman and the her twenty something neighbours by all accounts had got together and had had a threesome. Word had been sent to the Monastery of Repentance on this matter and with a few days a Nun had been dispatched to the Harbour Town . It was cold Tuesday morning when Prioress Agnes Concepta had arrived at the little Convent of Mercy in Harbour Town.She had been met by Sr. Ann the head of the convent who immediately...
Once we had the mayor and the people who came to rip me off gone, I looked over at the men and women the others had brought along with them. There were four women, two of whom were unquestionably lesbians. All four were horny and wanted me. “How about a tour?” I asked the group. We had multiple women working here who wanted to get to know the men with us better and had since junior high. The men turned out to have spent most of their junior high jacking off, thinking about getting it on...
My dick grew semi-hard even before we got out of the car.I knew I wanted to attend the Newport Naval Academy even before my father set the DeSoto's parking brake. Beyond the car window, about twenty feet away, three good-looking boys stood talking. Their tight white uniforms hugged their lithe teenage bodies rather provocatively. My parents insisted on a military type school. I was on my way to becoming a little punk and strict school discipline would "straighten" me out. Well, the "out" part...
To save a love one’s life, is to be saved. How could life move forward without knowing you have not done all that is possible. If love is distributed equally. How could you choose one love one from another. How could you move on knowing the one you didn’t choose is forever lost. My heart tells me you can’t, but must somehow focus on the love you choose, and forever hold memories close to heart. Crazed Things Happen Day And Night In Small Towns Being from the big city has groomed me to be...
As a twenty-six year old, Rory needed multiple streams of income so she could retire early. Already making six-figures for a big corporation and making money on the side from webcams, Rory started to give massages to certain clients at her place. People of varying genders and backgrounds got massages from Rory, not to mention different age groups too. Given that she was five-foot-ten, skinny, had light blonde hair, and looked exactly like porn legend Cassie Young; it was easy to fall in love...
SeductionGrowing-up around dirtbikes and racing it wasn’t a surprise to anyone when Jimmy began building a dirtbike for racing. But he wasn’t interested in racing at big stadiums or doing goofy tricks while flying off of jumps. Rather his goal was to race in The Mojave Challenge. An elite series that raced in the western Mojave Desert over long-distances. A desert race from Reno, Nevada to Las Vegas, Nevada was one of their more famous races. It took years of saving and working as hard as he could but...
My name is Dan Wyatt. This story covers a few decades, so grab some popcorn and get comfortable. There are a lot of side stories that I’ll leave out for the sake of brevity, and I’ll try to keep the story line as linear as possible, so it’s easier to follow. I guess the best place to start this story would be the on the best, happiest and most important day of my life. I’d have to look at an old calendar to give you the exact date, but I can tell you it was in August. I’m fifty one years old...
I could feel my prick spasm and my balls tense as my jism began to rise. I sat there at the table looking around at the faces surrounding me like a deer in the headlights of a truck. I knew that I was about to cum any second but there was nothing I could do to stop myself. I was beginning to pant and I knew that everyone in the room must know what I was about to do. When I’d first accepted Cheryl’s invitation to Thanksgiving dinner at her folk’s house during school break...
You'd never thought of yourself as extraordinary or anything. Just an ordinary 19 year old boy. Average height, a little bit scrawny, and with short brown hair. Of course, you never really cared. As it always was during English, your sole focus was the breasts of your gorgeous teacher, Ms Pinatori. Until a few weeks ago, it had been Mrs Davidson. Her husband of 12 months had bailed as soon as she got knocked up. You didn't understand how any man could give up such a woman; she was perfect. A...
Kirkwall, the site of the Initial uprising that fucked Circle Politics, Destroyed Order and unleashed Hell upon the World, no there is a new Knight-Commander of the Kirkwall Templars, Caspian Van Markham-Vael! He is the Illegitimate son of the late King of Starkhaven and a Van Markham Princess. And to avoid Family Scandal he joined the Templars, something he excelled at, he was a Master Combatant and Mage-Hunter, but never relished it, Make no mistake he loved a Good Fight as much as the next...
Welcome to Mantown, USA! That's what the sign reads as you pass by in your car. You've always heard of this place but never managed to go until now. It is the gay man's paradise: a city full of the horniest, hottest gay men. You reach your hotel, The Hightower. You stop your car in front of the doors and a hot, young valet in a white vest and tight white pants walks up and opens your door. You step out into the warm day, underneath a comfortable cool shade and take a closer look at him. His...
GayNOTE AU LECTEUR Suite à certaines critiques que j'ai reçu, j'aimerais vous prévenir au sujet de deux ou trois trucs: -Cette histoire n'est PAS réaliste, et ne se veut absolument PAS réaliste. -Oui, il y a plein d'invraisemblance: les femmes ont des seins démesurés, plusieurs d'entre elles sont dotées d'immenses pénis, leur soif de sperme est du jamais vu dans la "vraie vie", des pénétrations ou des maniements de seins décrits ici comme agréables seraient extrêmement douloureux dans la "vraie...
Lord Cowie of Queenstown was the rather spoiled son of the Viscount of Queenstown. Lord Cowie indulged himself in his father's great wealth everyday. Having been sent down from university the errant young Lord Cowie was looking for anything to keep his salacious appetite, which was any sexual experience, satisfied. It happened one October morning when Lord Cowie had took liberty with the local milk maid,a beautiful girl who enjoyed the hard sex that Lord Cowie and herself partook of in the...
A few years back during the summer months while I was living in Vancouver I found myself spending a lot of time on squirt. I loved the chat rooms. Camming with other members was a huge turn on for me. I loved to jerk off for other men and to watch them do all sorts of nasty sexy things.One afternoon I was browsing profiles when I decided to check out the the CD/TV category. Vancouver being the liberal city that it is, had lots of profiles in this category. Some were just guys wearing panties,...
A MATERNAL AFFAIR-FULLY UPDATED(i****t - mother/son, mast, solo, breasts, teen, facials, WS, uniform)PROLOGUEDebbie was only sixteen when she gave birth to her son, Jake. The father was only eighteen himself and didn't fancy the responsibility of fatherhood, and he didn't stick around. In fact, he never saw his son. Debbie's parents were supportive and looked after baby Jake during the daytime to allow their daughter to finish her schooling. Debbie took her toddler son to college with her where...
A Maternal Affair: Part IIMy Mother's, My Girlfriend(This is the sequel to maternal affair fully updated..)Forum: i****t Chat > Mothers and sonsNew Topic >> Hi everyonePosted by Debbie at 3:23PM GMT July 1, 2004Hi everyone,I've been a bit of a lurker at this forum for a while, just reading other people's stories. I can't describe how fantastic it is to find that there are not only mothers (and sons!) who share my love of i****t, but also that there are those who indulge in such a...
Butchytown By Trapper Jock McIntyre Part I - Life Can Be Hard in Butchytown - But That's Not a Bad Thing Tucked away in a typical heartland, you'll find the not so typical community of Butchytown. Butchytown grew out of various experiments conducted by various secret agencies in the late 1960s during the Cold War. Given the hysteria of the time, it was felt that something needed to be done to toughen up society, a society that these agencies saw as going all soft with things...
SISSYTOWN by Throne "This place is SO dull," Jerry complained histrionically, shaking his head and clenching his fists, as if the banality of Blandings Landing had driven him to the edge of rage. "Tell me about it," his buddy Hank said in angry agreement. "I would go along with ANYTHING if we could just have a little excitement." The two teens were sitting on a bench in the idyllic town square, where the grass was the perfect length and neatly planted flower beds had bloomed into...
Femmetown By Simone Clark By day, I was an ordinary man with a job, wife and no children, important responsibilities and all the things being a modern man entails. However, when I had spare time for myself, I became my female alter-ego Simone and lived my as close to the feminine ideal as I could. I would revel in my dresses, heels, and hose as I went into public dressed as a woman and passed. I was also friends with several other cross dressers, trans people, and members in the BDSM...
Adam was in love. It was a storybook romance, or just about as near to one as you were likely to find in the real world. He and Brook had met in Intro to Economics, been instantly charmed by each other, and bonded further over coffee, then bowling, then a fancy dinner, and then ridiculously incredible sex back at her dorm room. Three years after that, he had popped the question on a cloudless night, and she had eagerly said yes. Their friends attributed an almost supernatural power to Adam and...
You know those Walgreen ads, where they talk about ‘If this were a perfect world?’ Well, where I live, and I can’t tell you where it is, we’ve a perfect world. I can tell you that we’re in the United States of America, but the people who approved of my writing about it, only did upon my keeping the name of the town to myself. Let’s call it - ‘EVERYTOWN!’ The laws of this town are unlike any laws of any other place in America. A sampling includes, Life begins at Conception, and is a human...
Bridgetown was lying in the sunshine of the late spring day afternoon when they approached the harbour, beating up against the prevailing south-eastern trade wind. Harriet watched as Asia drew nearer with each tack, the silhouette of the city growing steadily. Amanda Fallon was standing beside her, also curious to see their home for the next three years. “Mr. Dougherty, kindly have the gunner ready for the salute!” Tony’s order cut through Harriet’s musing. “Prepare for the gunfire,...