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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...
'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...
EroticNote: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! At the same time, Kayleen Harland was finishing up with the next batch of her miracle substance, her daughter, Jolene, was hurriedly dressing in Mrs. Morales’s living room. Jolene pulled her baggy skirt over her big futa-dick, still wet with MILF juices. She left Mrs. Morales swimming in jizz. As she rushed to the front door, she pulled on her top. Kayleen hummed away as she watched the solution fade from a blue to a hot pink. It was ready. She...
I was a nineteen-year-old student in junior college, in Hyderabad and I had a French language teacher Ms. Nancy, an attractive woman around 42 years, whose house I used to go for tuitions, one day after teaching me for an hour, we finished. We were sitting at a table in talking about my performance when, surprisingly, she brought the conversation around to the subject of masturbation. When she started talking about it I was quite embarrassed and found myself sweating. I had always thought of...
Now 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...
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 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...
Chapter Five: Latina MILF's Futa Delight By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! At the same time, Kayleen Harland was finishing up with the next batch of her miracle substance, her daughter, Jolene, was hurriedly dressing in Mrs. Morales's living room. Jolene pulled her baggy skirt over her big futa-dick, still wet with MILF juices. She left Mrs. Morales swimming in jizz. As she rushed to the front door, she pulled on her top. Kayleen hummed away as...
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...
Janette was enjoying one of her rare days off. She got one day off a month and was today walking through the park with a friend, Angela, also a maid but for another family. Like Janette, Angela was sixty-three-years old. Today, being their day off, they weren’t in their maid’s uniforms but wearing summery sleeveless dresses with very short hems. Both were very happy with their figures, even with their turtlenecks, bat wings, fleshy tummies and thighs, and enjoyed what they believed were envious...
SpankingRENT-A-MAIDS by Throne Ted and Jack were in the back of one of the company vans, perched on little jump seats, held in place by shoulder and lap belts that they couldn't unhook. The ID badges they wore didn't show their real names, but said Teedles and Jacleen. And those IDs weren't pinned to masculine shirts or jackets, but to the tops of maid uniforms. As the vehicle rolled along through a suburban neighborhood the two young men looked at each other in distress. "How much...
When 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...
The Maidenly Maids Belladonna [Author's Note: Based on a caption by Commentator] Rita Lopez hung her head as she looked down at the documents in front of her. She could not believe that Jack had been so reckless. She had known him since he was a young boy. She had watched him grow up in front her eyes. She had never had a child of her own. Watching her business partner raise Jack was the closest she ever came. When Jack got out of college with an accounting degree, Rita...
Chapter Four: Latina MILF's Futa Discipline By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Christine Holt I opened the door to the house, eager to get in, get changed, and get out before I ran into my mom. I didn't see her in the living room. A lavender scent filled my nose. One of Mom's dumb scented candles she was trying to sell on the internet. She thought she'd be the next Martha Steward or some dumb shit like that. Though, it did smell good. I took...
THE LAVENDER HILL LADIES AND THE KENTON MANOR MAIDS by enduringshades This is the second Lavender Hill Ladies adventure, the first was the 'The Lavender Hill Ladies Luncheon Club'. For new readers, or as a reminder, I start off with a brief description of each of the Ladies. Otherwise you are welcome to skip to the beginning of the story. THE LADIES The Lavender Hill Ladies started as the Lavender Hill Girls, when four straight crossdressing undergraduates shared a student house...
As a commissioned story, I initially didn't plan on uploading it on FM. However, since it's related to my previous MILF machine story, I thought I might as well. Thanks for reading! The MILF Machine: A Day in the Life By Dr. Beaubourg Commissioned by Jwargod Hello again. It is I, Marty Campbell, your ever humble narrator. I thought you'd want to know a little bit more about my life after I stumbled upon...
The remainder of that day I spent in a Sexual and speculative frenzy, for after accepting the invitation from Kerim to stay the night in their house adjoining the Slave barn, my first act had been to go back into the ‘training room’ and ram my rock hard cock into the inviting cunt of the young girl who, all the while we had been next door, had continued to kneel face down on the dirt floor. She’d certainly been trained very well indeed. Having dispensed with the idea of using any of the...
Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Christine Holt I opened the door to the house, eager to get in, get changed, and get out before I ran into my mom. I didn’t see her in the living room. A lavender scent filled my nose. One of Mom’s dumb scented candles she was trying to sell on the internet. She thought she’d be the next Martha Steward or some dumb shit like that. Though, it did smell good. I took another deep inhalation. A tingle rippled through me. I could see lighting one of...
Chapter One: MILF's Throbbing Futa Surprise By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! In the basement laboratory, Jolene Harland held up the glass vial staring at the reaction happening in the solution. What had started out as a deep blue liquid was now transforming into a bright, almost hot, pink. The twenty-year-old girl pushed up her glasses with her free hand as she waited for the reaction to come to an end. The solution settled into that pink hue....
Why do MILFs give me such a rock hard johnson? Is it because they're so stressed they always need a good pounding to get the kids off the mind? I have no idea since I'm not a fucking woman and no goddamn parent. No, I think that MILFs are fucking sexy, refined, know what they want and because they're such good parents… goddamnit, they deserve a fucking that they can finger themselves to for years to come, okay?Show me a MILF that's too busy making shit work, and I'll show you one that's ready...
Mature Porn SitesThis is the English version of the award-winning story of the TMKOC contest You can read that story if you prefer reading in Hinglish. This story has some changes for English readers. This story is about Gokuldham society, where everyone is very close, even in ways not expected. Jethalal has his eyes on Babita. He constantly flirts with her and never leaves a chance to stay alone with her. Sonu, the only female member of Tapu Sena, had grown old. She now enjoyed taking dicks from all the male...
This is my second story here at FM, and my first written in first-person perspective, so feel free to leave some constructive criticism. Thanks for reading! The MILF Machine By Dr. Beaubourg Hey, how's it going? My name's Martin Campbell, although my friends call me Marty. Some people call me Mrs. Campbell. If I like them, I let them call me Helen. This is the story of how I came into the possession of the magnificent MILF machine, and how it changed my life. Stick around...
All was now ready and early and that evening, after the heat of the day had subsided, Jane Richards was driving down the quiet winding country road, toward the small nearby coastal town on a regular late afternoon visit to purchase her groceries. In doing so our MILF spotted the figure of a lone female, standing beside a stationary car with its hood raised, signifying an obvious breakdown of sorts to the tall slim Blonde Englishwoman. Realising the young woman appeared to be alone and in...
Introduction: Having committed herself to performing multiple acts of donkey sex in Tijuana next weekend, an enterprising MILF turns to performing in porn movies to whip herself into mental and physical sex shape for the beastly event. As a part of the deal, she has to pass out some freebees to a Senator and several of his horny young relatives. The Donkey Solution, Part 2C MILFs Porn Movie Sex, Plus Freebees A DREAM BLOWJOB: As Michelle slowly came awake she attempted to lick her lips but...
All of you horny readers will love jerking off to this incident that I am about to share. So, grab that bottle of lubricant and keep your cock on standby. And those who don’t know me, I am Simraan. Last week, I went to the mall with my lover to do lingerie shopping. It is my view that a former flame will select the best bra and panties than a lousy husband. I call him ‘love’ because I am an open-minded married woman! My lover and I picked up a few pairs of bra and panties for trial. We both...
IncestNicki 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...
Chapter Six: Futa-Daughter's MILF Rebellion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Sky Marlow I stood frozen at the sight of Natalie. Water spilled down my bestest friend's big tits. More gleamed on her wrist and ran down the outside of the glass she held. She had almost run into me at the base of the stairs. Her question hung in the air. “What are you doing?” she'd asked. Going to fuck that MILF across the street, I thought. But it was really...
What is it about hot fucking MILFs that makes your dick stop whatever it's thinking about and turn its attention to these refined, sex beasts? I know I'm not alone, either! These little pricks you see around college campuses wearing their stupid fucking hats and chasing young freshmen with fuck-all pick-ups lines can keep the inexperienced teens whining that they, 'have to put their mouth on that.' Give me the goddamn cougar that, 'yes please,' and, 'how deep you want me to blow it?'...
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