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Joanna very carefully parked the car at the top of Brunswick Street, deep in the heart of the red light area. It was 1.45 on a Saturday night. Before getting out of the car Joanna checked her makeup, made sure that her cock was pulled right up into her crutch really tight with the little white thong that she was wearing and smoothed down her dress. One last check and she was out of the car. She slowly walked about twenty yards down Brunswick Street and stopped in between two large stone gate...
Joanna stood on the street corner and casually shifted her posture from one leg to the other. So far it had been a quiet evening for her with few punters around. Not many girls were plying the streets either. She’d had one customer earlier. He had been an Asian guy in a Toyota who’d stopped asking for business and after she’d explained the she was a cross dresser and he had readily agreed to anal sex .He was young, quite handsome and had treated her with kindness and respect. They’d driven to a...
My overseas trip back was uneventful: we flew through the night, I had an opportunity to work and blow my cock under the blanket; the seat beside me was empty. Returning home meant a heavy workload; however I managed to spent time on my hobby, photography. I have been taking landscape and portrait photos for a while now and, although not top professional quality, still quite good (from what people tell me…). The photo business has the tagline: “Professional – Friendly – Privat” and has worked...
JoannaHungover from the night before, Chris stumbled out of the shower and headed downstairs towards the kitchen, in search of orange juice. If nothing else, the OJ would quench his first - even if it could do nothing for the pounding in his head. The living room had been a tip the night before, at least, that was how Chris last remembered it. At some point in between then and now, the s**ttered bottles and empty cans had been scooped up. Good, Chris thought dimly - perhaps we can sort this out...
Ah yes, she's here again - the girl. I've been watching her for several weeks now. She and her friends hang out at the pool where I live. Several of them must be sub-letting for the summer because there's no way a college student could afford to live here on a regular basis. Then again, who knows? Parents give their k**s everything these days. Of course, I like to give them things too. Just not the things their parents give them, or would likely want them to have. Like the best oral sex of...
Joanna was the Assistant DA who was in charge of prosecuting my case. She was a tall with legs that seemed to go on forever. A neat dresser, she wore tailored suits with skirts a few inches above the knee, collared blouses with a pearl necklace and stockings and heels. All heads in the courtroom turned to watch her when she entered the room or got up to speak during the trial. She was more than just a pretty face and I have no doubts she would have seen that the jury would have convicted me...
This is a follow on to Luciana. It would help if you've read that. Can someone who is not who they were be trusted? Will retracing your steps solve anything, when nothing is the same... and should you try? It is not always possible to walk away even if you want to. The past is always there. There is some darkness, violence and general nastiness... so as before, be forewarned. Apologies if the Italian phrases are not exactly correct. Blame Google. This is a work of adult fiction. ...
Can George trust Naadiah, who he has just met, enough to forsake a weekend being Joanna at Dragon*Con to go to Toronto with the promise that he could transition and always be Joanna? Being Joanna A 14 Chapter Fanfic of 'Being Erica' (The CBC TV series that concluded 12/2011) By Sasha Zarya Nexus Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this...
RIDDEN BY JOANNAPART 1 - RIDING AND SEXMy ex-girlfriend, Joanna, was a professional rider. Horseback riding, pony training, even horse breaking at times were the pleasures she enjoyed much. For a girl born in Montana, having a huge horse farm, that was somewhat natural. Her mother, as well as her younger sister, Ann, were successful equestriennes too. Myself, as a guy born in a huge city, passion for horses was a completely strange feeling. I had no talent for riding and I hated doing things...
My friend Joanna doesn’t actually qualify as a “Neighborhood Milf” because for one, she doesn’t live in the neighborhood, having moved to Florida right after high school, where she has lived ever since. Two, she can’t really be considered a “Mom I’d like to fuck” because she isn’t a mother. Joanna came out of the closet years ago, and has lived with her lesbian partner for almost thirty years. You would have never never figured this back in high school, where she went out with several guys, and...
'Tickety tick, tick, tick, tick.' The Morse stream from the earphone was barely audible. The two men leaned closer to the radio set, frowns on their faces. "What do you make of it?" asked the taller of the men to the harried Radioman. "The hand's not experienced, like amateur," he replied in halting Norwegian. "The signal's faint... I think running low on battery power, maybe?" "Where are they?" asked the bearded, stooping, older man. "I think no more than 12 kilometres to...
Joanna the Germ Gets Fouled When I awoke it was dark. The door was open and the fluorescent light from the walkway outside illuminated the motel room ghastly white. I looked at the clock and groaned. "9:20? Fuck me.." The best-looking whores would all be gone. Having made their quota early they'd be home or off clubbing somewhere, but that didn't bother me much.. my mind was festering and my body so agitated it was doing a slow boil, the signs were clear.. no fetching, vivacious...
There once was a time in my life when I would have considered a man who liked watching other men fucking his wife a depraved degenerate asshole. How quickly things can change. It all started when my best friend and I were discussing the sad state of my marriage. The wife and I got along fine, but the passion was gone. We only occasionally had sex and when we did it was like both of us were doing it because we each felt that it was our duty to each other. Anyway, I was telling John my...
RFS Dupetit-Trouars lay anchored some 100 metres or so from the shore. Her anchor chains were coated in a thick green slime of tropical algae. Her hull, once gleaming white, was streaked with rust. The tricoleur flag draped lifeless from the staff on the stern. The cruiser's shafts had not turned for almost a year and very little maintenance had been done in that time. It was now little more than a floating headquarters for the French Pacific Squadron. Nearby lay RFS Linois, an antique,...
Joanna Cries out" What hell we was watching that". "No youuuu was watching that were sleeping, you expect us to come over just to watch some chick flick" "So what do want us to do" Now here's my opening to start things off to lead to some more explicit moments. "why don't we play spin the bottle" Liana jumps up" I'll get the bottle" Of course she with it the little freak. "now I don't want this to be regular spin the bottle I want to mix in some daring (fuck the truth). Since...
Joanna Cries out" What hell we was watching that". "No youuuu was watching that were sleeping, you expect us to come over just to watch some chick flick" "So what do Want us to do" Now here's my opening to start things off to lead to some more explicit moments. "why don't we play spin the bottle" Liana jumps up" I'll get the bottle" Of course she with it the little freak. "now I don't want this to be regular spin the bottle I want to mix in dare fuck the truth. So I came up...
RFS Chasseur didn't depart her pier at Atuona until the afternoon. Her port engine was causing trouble, a transfer pipe between the intermediate and low pressure cylinders was leaking steam badly. In any event, Commandant Krusenbourg decided to sail using just his starboard plant. This limited the torpedo boat's speed to 10 or so knots. It would now take them a good three days for the trip North to Eaio to uplift the American castaway, Hiram Willens. To compound matters, the Chasseur's...
John to Joanna Hi you guys out there. This is the story of an innocent man, a fool with a problem. Yes I say a fool, but by no means an idiot. From a young age I enjoyed wearing Mum's clothes, then when that was not enough and when I decided that my own taste mattered, I bought whatever I wanted. Yes, everyone speaks of the embarrassment of going into a ladies store and buying intimate clothing. I have been doing that since I was about 13 and there is no doubt that the...
As Joanna sets off for her apartment to get ready for me I finish my coffee and wish the next 20 minutes would pass. As soon as it had, I crossed the road and made my way to number 12. I straightened my clothes, put on some new tart red lipstick and rang the bell. The door opened instantly and I was greeted by a totally naked Joanna. She looked stunning, her big breasts were hanging at the perfect position I have seen for a pair of breasts. Her nipples were very erect and a lovely dark brown. I...
It was just another glorious morning in Southern California as I made my way to the local gym in Toluca Lake, North Hollywood. Fortunately for me it was well before midday and the private sports club appeared to be deserted for the most part. With the entire place to myself, I hit up the weight room almost immediately and started on my daily regime when I glanced across the way and noticed a very attractive brunette running on the treadmill by herself. Watching her for a few minutes, I had to...
My fiance and I been dating for all of three months before we decided to get engaged, and with the big day slowly approaching we decided to finally visit her folks over the holidays and announce the big news. I was nervous to say the least considering it would be my first time meeting the family, and also because our relationship was not what you would consider conventional, in the sense that she was almost five years my senior. Nevertheless, I agreed to accompany her back to her hometown where...
My fiance and I been dating for all of three months before we decided to get engaged, and with the big day slowly approaching we decided to finally visit her folks over the holidays and announce the big news. I was nervous to say the least considering it would be my first time meeting the family, and also because our relationship was not what you would consider conventional, in the sense that she was almost five years my senior. Nevertheless, I agreed to accompany her back to her hometown where...
I should start by saying I began dressing when I was 9 or 10, wearing my mothers clothes and most nights I'd taken to sleeping in one of her slips, she had a red, silky one that I absolutely loved wearing. But I'd never gone any further and certainly had never fully dressed or worn makeup. When I was younger I used to visit an Aunty and Uncle of mine every Sunday, probably started around the age of 13. We talked football (I was a keen Newcastle United supporter in those days) and just...
Introduction: The story (fictional) of a girl named Joanna Ditsel, all characters are made up and any similarities to people you know are coincidental. Jo Ditsel was just 4ft 8 and very small. There was, however, one thing about her that stood out: Her enormous tits. For one so small her breasts were huge, either large Cs or small Ds. Her chest was not the only thing great about her body, though, her face was pretty and her arse was small and fitted snugly into whatever clothes she wore. She...
The after gun crew of the Seeteufel waited until the vessel turned and they had a clear field of fire. Firing over their own stern-quarter they risked blowing away the shrouds of the mizzen mast. When they had an uninterrupted view of the French patrol boat they opened fire. The 88mm Krupp gun cracked, brown smoke erupted from the muzzle, and they all looked to see where the shell went. Capitaine Krusenbourg of the RFS Chasseur saw the flash from the rear of the German sailing ship and held...
"Are you going to cum soon, Nathan? Are you?…" Joanna breathed into the nude young man's ear as her arms held on to his sweat slicked muscular back. Her body rocking and writhing to the rhythm of his pounding hips; her slender legs hugging the hulking man's frame. She felt incredible pleasure from his hard, thick shaft sliding in and out of her moist vagina and moaned huskily, but through the mist of pleasure, she remembered not to lose herself in ecstasy - for all her satisfaction, fucking...
EroticNow to fully understand Joanna’s mind, we must go back from her life as a 16 year old to delve into the never before seen memories of her life from the age of 10… Joanna Ditsel was an ‘early bloomer’ in life and hit puberty at around the age of 9. Her mother (26) had prepared her well for this leap towards adulthood, by not feeding her the bullshit most parents tell their children. So from a young age Jo had known all about sex, though she found the idea to be very disgusting at a young...
It all happened so long ago now that it seems not only to have been in a different place at a different time but so different as if it almost had never existed. But it did. It all took place in rural southern England in that wonderful time after the war had ended (for us. “the war” meant and still means World War II), in the fading golden afterglow of empire, before unpleasant realities intruded and thrust the world we had known into a new and unfamiliar shape. The revolutions of the...
"Damn I never imagined Joanna would be such a little nymph" Troy said surprised "Me either, but was sure great finding out" "I really want to fuck Liana thou that little freak was teasing us the whole night! I really want to get her back for making me go home with a serious case of the blue balls" Troy looked pissed. Now let me describe Troy he is about 5'11, skinny build, and a dark Dominican. "I think we should come up with something to let us all fuck her and have some fun with...
DDR was a normal guy, without any money, until one day, his LUCK changed and won a stay at a hotel, where he met Hilary Duff, and got to score with her. As time passed, he got luckier and luckier, boning Hilary on many more occasions, winning the lotto, and scoring a job as a top secret celebrity man whore. In the “LUCK” ten part series, he fucked Hilary Duff, Stacy Keibler, Torrie Wilson, Trish Stratus, Lindsay Lohan, LaLaine, Fefe Dobson, Shakira, Haylie Duff, Christina Millian, & Beyonce...
AmateurAllure! I really love amateur movies. I love how the fucking is raw and real, captured on a whim because somebody happened to have their phone nearby while getting a BJ. Of course, bad amateur porn comes with a set of its own problems, like ugly girls, sloppy camerawork, and runtimes under 30 seconds. Sometimes I have to point my browser at more refined visions of amateur sex at sites like AmateurAllure.Amateur Allure: Where Nice Girls Come to Swallow Cum. It’s a hell of a tagline, and...
Premium Amateur Porn SitesWhen Donna lifted her veil, I thought my heart would burst. Could it really be that this woman - this angel - had agreed to be my wife?I swallowed and glanced back down the aisle. The pews were packed with our friends, family, and the other assorted acquaintances and business contacts that one is compelled to invite to the notable events in your life. The soft spring sunlight cascaded through the stained-glass windows, giving the interior of the church a magical radiance. I was, at that...
AnalIt was evening the day after Christmas when Linda arrived in Los Angeles. Since she was flying in from Honolulu, she could bypass customs and walk straight to baggage claim. Linda was surprised to find a guy waiting for her with a sign saying ‘Linda Spencer’ on it. When she checked with him, he handed her a note from Joyce, ‘Enjoy the limo.’ The driver collected her luggage and escorted Linda out to a black limousine. He drove her to the Charleston Hotel, and opened the door for her then...
A blushing bride gives her new husband a very special gift.When Donna lifted her veil, I thought my heart would burst. Could it really be that this woman - this angel - had agreed to be my wife?I swallowed and glanced back down the aisle. The pews were packed with our friends, family, and the other assorted acquaintances and business contacts that one is compelled to invite to the notable events in your life. The soft spring sunlight cascaded through the stained-glass windows, giving the...
You know it’s ironic. I have spent almost a decade perfecting a singular chemical. It was the key to all that I wanted and more. I knew that, but I hadn’t quite figured out how to get it to work as intended. I lived for a singular purpose, to perfect my chemical. But we will get back to that. You see I was a nerd. Like a nerd to the extreme. I had been in high school, and I continued that legacy all the way through to the end of my doctorate. You see I wanted to make drugs. I wanted to make the...
Mind ControlWhen Joanna called, ( I’ll call her Jo for short,) I was thinking she had a change of mind – meaning I am her painter/decorator and she had second thoughts about the colour I had done her bathroom. I’d already changed it twice, ‘well it looked right on the colour card,’ said she. But I didn’t mind because she always took full responsibility, didn’t try to blame me at all like many would to get a free recoat. But I was curious as to why she kept asking me back and I was soon to find out… After...
Day 1 Dear diary, My knock on the carved oaken door was greeted by a smiling English woman who motioned for me to come in. I thanked her and smiled back, happy to finally have started my sabbatical. After a tough year fighting through a divorce with my husband and winning several new clients for my department, I was absolutely exhausted from worry, legal proceedings, and emotional stress. I'd been here as a teenager and college student, studying the local language and doing some missionary work...
Mind ControlJoanna. In my last story, I told you how I came to live with Gordon. It is now six weeks later and I have taken to my new life like a mouse finding a hole in the skirting. At first, I thought Gordon was just a kind man satisfying his fetish for a transwoman, but as the weeks went on I found myself just waiting for his car to scrunch on the gravel, telling me that he was home. He liked me to always be in a dress and fully made up, wearing heels. That suited me. Not only was it what I...
I had begun to feel lonely. I had graduated quite some time back and, true, I had got a job doing accountancy, but I didn't find it satisfying. And I had had to go to a new part of the country where I didn't know anybody. At university, I had had a good number of friends, and from time to time I had gone out with girls, but nothing had become serious. Yes, we had enjoyed each other's company, but somehow that special something needed for a deeper relationship had not been there. Now...
Senator Rachel Feldman watched as a nude flight attendant strutted past her. Her eyes lingered on the contours of the woman’s ass, the way her buttocks ballooned out of her G-string thong. The flight attendant’s naked back was a ribbon of silk, left bare by her blonde hair which was twisted in a bun. Except for a white scarf around her neck, there was nothing to hide her perfect C-cup breasts. Oh, those pink nipples, those tender, warm bosoms. Rachel smiled to herself as she remembered the feel...
LesbianNicki Minaj entered her hotel room and quickly undressed, ready for a warm relaxing shower after her long flight. She knew she had to clean herself well because of how dirty she planned to get later...With her tight, fit, yet exceptionally curvy caramel body now completely naked, she entered the steamy shower and began to shave her pretty pussy and sexy legs. She had to completely smooth for tonight. The water slid down her curves and dripped on the floor after she was done cleansing her...
(With apologies to Margaret Mitchell) Gone with the Skirts - A Civil War Epic A tricky dabble by RH Music Chapter 1: A Wedding --------------------- Earl kissed his new wife, Charlotte. "I do." Chapter 2: Clouds of war are gathering --------------------------------------- "I've been drafted!" "Become my sister... for the estate!" Chapter 3: Earl becomes Annabelle ---------------------------------- "Hoopskirts and Corsets??" Chapter 4: War breaks...
ANGEL WITH A DEVIL INSIDE Chapter 1 - When I first met her We met about two years ago, in the mall. I still remember the first time I saw her. She was walking ahead of me in the mall, and I noticed her hair. She has beautiful waist length red hair. It is somewhat thick, and it just flows from her head. She was wearing it loosely and it was all I could see. I caught up with her, and her face was just as beautiful as her hair. I noticed her deep blue eyes as I looked at her and said, ?Hi. I saw...
January, 2044, Winnisimmet Massachusetts neighborhood of Twatville It was snowing heavily as she wander through the streets, clad in only a thin jacket and shorts. She had shoes, but they were barely fitting and flopping around as she took each step. It was tough to walk, but she was determined to continue on until she found somewhere nice and warm to sleep. She was only four-years-old yet was smart and could figure out that sleeping in an abandoned building or a back alley wasn't...
Kristen McNally was lost. She had been trying to do the weekly grocery shopping, but had gotten turned around again. It was so hard finding things in a new town anyway. Couple that with having to learn how to drive on the left side of the road, and she was having major problems. Kristen and her husband, Ben, were visiting Australia. He was a martial art instructor who conducted seminars and worked with instructors all over the world. She helped him with the logistics of travel, record keeping,...
Dad laughed, “Yes, but the little guy is only six foot, five inches! In our clan, that’s short! Shorty, have I got a deal for you! I’ll donate that dry muley cow in our north pasture and three kegs of beer if you could butcher her and put her on your pit down at the Council campground?” Uncle Shorty did most of the cooking there. It got him free beer, popularity, and was great publicity for his caf?Everybody who is anybody for forty miles around eats at Uncle Shortys place. Aunt Juanita...
Guardian Angel II By Morpheus Marcus smiled to himself as he stared down at the ground far below him, thrilled beyond belief with the knowledge that he was actually flying. Him, flying.... If anyone had told him a week earlier that he would have been able to fly, Marcus would have told them that they were nuts. But then again, he knew that if anyone had told him a week earlier that he would have been in the body of a gorgeous angel....a real one, he would have laughed in...
Gina has always been attracted to other women. When she was a teenager she hid a porno magazine under her mattress so she could masturbate looking at those beautiful, naked girls. Playboy was her favorite magazine. They had the best centerfolds. Now that she was an adult, she would sneak her husbands’ magazines and masturbated to them almost every night while he was at work. She couldn’t seem to stop thinking about having a female lover. But, she could never tell her husband. Max would probably...
Gina has always been attracted to other women. When she was a teenager she hid a porno magazine under her mattress so she could masturbate looking at those beautiful, naked girls. Playboy was her favorite magazine. They had the best centerfolds. Now that she was an adult, she would sneak her husbands’ magazines and masturbated to them almost every night while he was at work. She couldn’t seem to stop thinking about having a female lover. But, she could never tell her husband. Max would probably...
BisexualThe Rejection Chronicles: Carmyn and Angel Guess what ladies? Men have huge egos. When we meet you and we’re attracted to you we can’t help it, our egos swell to enormous sizes along with other parts of our body. We start to imagine you are interested in every third word that slips from our lips. Our imaginations run wild and we believe our cocks must captivate you. We sit there pretending to listen to you prattle on about your latest hair or clothing crisis while in our brain we are imagining...
The Rejection Chronicles: Carmyn and Angel Guess what ladies? Men have huge egos. When we meet you and we’re attracted to you we can’t help it, our egos swell to enormous sizes along with other parts of our body. We start to imagine you are interested in every third word that slips from our lips. Our imaginations run wild and we believe our cocks must captivate you. We sit there pretending to listen to you prattle on about your latest hair or clothing crisis while in our brain we are imagining...
LesbianGoing to the Adult Sex Boutique so Angel & Becky could have some fun..Angel had told Becky about the adult boutique we liked going to for shopping &other fun & had also told her about the Pleasure Swing they had there. Nowwe planned to let Becky try it out for awhile. After we got parked on thestreet beside the store I told the girls that they had to leave their skirtsunzipped as is to walk to the store so that anyone may see their pussies asthey drove by. I also told them that when...
Guardian Angel By Morpheus The wind was blowing hard as Marcus Reed glanced over the edge of the bridge and towards the raging river below, though that was all right with him. It was with a faint smile that Marcus double checked the anchor for his bunjee chord then once again looked down to where he was about to drop, his heart already racing from the anticipation of the thrill he was about to receive, and from the adrenaline. Standing next to Marcus were two other 20 year...
Alexis hurried to the kitchen to grab the phone and stop the annoying, continual ringing. “Hello?” Alexis mumbled into the phone. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for almost a hour now!” Sandi, a good friend of Alexis’s said in her usual cheery voice. “So I’ve heard.” “I see you’re still in a bad mood?” Sandi asked. “I am not in a bad mood,” Alexis snapped. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. “I’m sorry Sandi.” “Don’t worry about it, I’m used to it,” she said in a quiet...
THE FIRST WEEKEND…Friday seemed to come quickly this week. Angel had spent most of her time working around the house preparing for her absence over the weekend. Her thoughts always seemed to return to the big black man that she had taken into her mouth. The one who would now own her for the weekend. What was going to happen to her? What will she be made to do? Why didn’t Ken seem to care? All he had been doing was working or going over his books. He hadn’t even bothered to ask about...
Hey My name is Bob from California I have found that Women might say size doesn't matter, but lets be honest, it does. I wanted my lady to experience a large cock, eight or more inches, but more importantly thick. I wanted to see her pleased. I wanted her to cum multiple times and get a little dirty in bed. I really wanted her to just enjoy sex with another man. I did have some reservations. What if when it started I became enraged with jeoulosy. What if after experiencing another man, a...
The memorable day my Angel Vision was revealed to me, I had been meditating far up in the branches of grandfather oak above our family hunting grounds for most of the night. The first rays of dawn were coming through the branches and I became mentally aware of them. They were the cue I had set my mind to wait for. I quietly shifted to see if any deer or other wildlife was in the clearing below me. The scene below was dramatic and would change my life from that day forward. The ground fog...
THE LOAN…Ken was beginning to feel desperate. He needed a short-term loan for a business venture which could more than double his investment. He had tried all the banks, the loan companies, and even some of his friends in hopes of gaining the money that he needed to complete his plans. All without any luck. No one felt that the investment opportunity was worth the risks. He felt broken, down and out. Nowhere to turn. Where could he get the money he so desperately needed? An...