Il mio sogno di donna
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Title translation: I love you, my Angel
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A whole year and he still hasn’t said it…why won’t he say it?!
It was a Saturday night and also coincidentally my birthday so my brothers were throwing me a birthday dinner and my girlfriends were treating me to a GNO at the local bar later. Knowing them…it was going to be one hell of a night!!
I am living with my brothers, both of them older so I am one spoilt and adored little sister. Usually my brothers have their friends over. In fact, it was almost like they lived with us. I mean they’re around every minute of every day. Most of them are ‘regulars’ and have been friends with my brothers for as long as I can remember and since I moved in with them two years ago I became really close to some of them as well.
Alle soglie di questa transizione che probabilmente mai comincer?, sono giunta al punto di considerare il viaggio di ogni donna transessuale verso la completa femminilit? come "il sogno". Cosciente della brutale realt? delle cose per le persone come noi, prima di intraprendere questo viaggio verso l'autorealizzazione e durante il viaggio stesso, mi sono stancata oltre ogni misura della costante aura di patologia e di sofferenza che circondano il nostro divenire donne in corpo e in spiri...
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Doing what she did to Percy not only made him feel good but made her feel good too. Not in the same way, she hadn’t been as aroused as she'd expected during the actual act, but in a different way. She had felt powerful, like he depended on her, needed her. It was intoxicating. As she lay in bed still in her school robes reliving every moment of her session with Percy she began to feel his spunk drying on her face. She thought she had wiped it all off but her face was now feeling crusty...
“You had better missy.” She jumped over the back of the couch, landed next Hermione, and grabbing her shoulders to look straight in her eyes, “because, I want ALL the details!” Hermione had thought Lavender would be mad, or feel as though she’d been cheated on but it appeared she couldn’t have been more mistaken. The look on her friend’s face was a mixture of impressed and giddy. Lavender wanted girl talk. Hermione had never had a girlfriend she could talk to about boys. I mean they’d...
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She even started taking notes in her diary and keeping them locked away in her trunk. She treated some of their sessions like lab experiments noting what worked, what didn't etc. Lavender seemed to like it a bit rougher than Hermione. She enjoyed being pinched, nibbled, scratched, and having Hermione pull on her hair while she ate her pussy. She had even asked Hermione to pretend to be a professor and spank her for doing something wrong. A fantasy Hermione enjoyed a bit more than she’d...
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"Oh, fuck, sweetheart!" Hermione yelled in husky tones. "I don't know what I do to deserve you! That's it! Oh, that's it," she groaned, lovingly caressing Ron's ginger hair. "Keep bobbing your head up and down just like that. Tongue fuck my sweet, little, pussy like that. You love the way that dirty, sopping, twat tastes, don't you, honey? Fuck me! Deeper! Deeper, Ron! Shove it in deeper! Oh God, slurp that pussy and make me cream!"They were on a king size bed in the Room of Requirement, the...
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The great thing about thongs was that you get a great ass in them, which was the reason why Hermione had begun wearing them during her fourth year, she was after all fifteen and going on sixteen in a matter of months. The bad thing about them was first of all it took time to get used to the feeling of the fabric between your cheeks and second of all you had to make sure they sat correctly or they would be ever so uncomfortable .Hermione stifled a yawn as she flushed the loo and began pulling up...
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This just made the young redheaded witch’s cunt spasm and clench. She had been missing out on good dick during these summer months outside of Hogwarts stuck at the Burrow, and so she was insanely jealous. As stealthily as she could, she crept towards the rhythmic sounds of “Ah! Ah! Ah!” It wasn’t until she reached the door that she froze as completely as if someone had cast petrificus totalus on her. She knew that voice, knew it from years of being the bestest of friends, between sleepovers...
"Professor, aren't you supposed to show us first?" asked Hermione. "Well, that may be the case, but let's see what you can do." Hermione just shrugged her shoulders and went to the back of the classroom with the other students. They grabbed various books off of the shelves and were back at their tables. She just opened one up and found a sleeping potion that she hadn't made but looked simple enough to make. All was required was a bit of catnip, alcohol and some other ingredients. She...
Hermione arrived at Sydney’s Home and sat down in the den to have tea with her surrogate mum. Halfway through high tea, Sydney decided to broach the subject of Hermione’s visit. “The choice is quite simply yours. I can tell you that in my opinion from the bashful way you found the courage to voice your need for a ‘panties down’ or as those across the pond say, knickers’ for an authentic proper schoolgirl caning.” “I even brought the bottle-green knickers you requested.” Hermione spoke back...
"Sweet," decided George over her other shoulder, a playful angel to Fred's smirking imp. "But it's going to take her some time that way. Sorrows don't sink very fast in butterbeer, do they?" "Nah. Sugar-to-alcohol ratio is the wrong way around." "Who's saying I have any sorrows to drown?" she snapped, her head whipping from side to side as she tried to glare equally at both of them. God, the one night she really wanted to be alone and she had to be discovered by these...
“Sorry professor I was just-” she couldn’t think of a satisfactory excuse and just stared dumbly at the older woman awaiting her reprimand. “Well, have a seat Miss Granger so you will not hold us up any more. Glancing around the room she saw a chair open right behind Lavender and decided to sit there instead of her usual spot between Harry and Ron. She could smell Lavender’s hair and she liked it. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about the girl's breasts since all night. She'd...
"Akobabae lumaho," Hermione read quietly, carefully going over every syllable. It was just after dinner, but she was already in bed. Her curtains were drawn shut despite Gryffindor's girls dormitory being nearly empty. The witch's heart was beating at a maddening pace that threatened to rip a hole through her tee shirt. She struggled to control her breathing enough to allow her to repeat the words, but her thoughts were whirling out of control. A high-pitched, mad, sort of giggle escaped her...
My good friend Laura had invited me to stay at her place on that night, knowing my husband Victor was out of town.We both went to have dinner outside and have a quiet girl’s night out; we later came back to her home.There we found Ramon, a Latin guy that Laura had been dating since her divorce. He was a big guy, with dark hair and dark skin, strong muscles, a nice huge torso; a real macho man.My girlfriend introduced him to me and then she said I was going to spend the night in the guest room....
“God your little body is so tight.” He said licking his lips. My ankles were tied to the table, and my hands were tied together. “Damon, get in here!” he shouted. Damon was his younger 14 year old brother, he was a year younger than I was. He walked in through a dark doorway slowly, looking down at his feet, he was wearing only his boxers. “What’s going on Trevor?” I asked, my voice was clearly unsteady. A million things were going through my mind. Trevor was my unofficial boyfriend, being...
Ramona was an East Coast goddess with long, dark, tangling, curly hair. I’d lost a ring once running my fingers through those soft, spirals. I took her to the beach once and I remember her scent mixed with the salt water breeze was like an aphrodisiac on steroids. And her body was always warm and soft to the touch, inside and out. Her face was strong and defined which meant she had a serious case of “resting bitch face” but her dark eyes gave away her thoughts. I was 14 when...
She clearly remembered one of their first dates in the library when she convinced Viktor to meet up with her in the back of the library, a usually secluded area that was home to old, mismatched couches. Hermione was a bit nervous before Viktor showed up. None of the few students in the library had wandered to the vacant area but the idea hadn't been pushed out of her mind. She had chosen not to wear her customary robes, but went with a more casual outfit. Nothing slutty, but something a...
She had approached Percy right after the first week of classes and he had agreed that private lessons with him would be an excellent way to keep her learning at an above average pace. In fact he had seemed a bit too pleased with himself just having her ask. He could be a bit big headed now and then but Hermione could not deny that he was currently the best student at Hogwarts and had a very bright future ahead of him because of his marks. She couldn’t think of anyone better to follow in...
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