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Memories of a Mortician Part 3 Tsunami Surprise

Gas and water I removed Asleep, you look now The next case occurred in 2004. I have long since taken over the job of chief embalmer at the company after Mr M retired sometime in the early 1990s. (As you can see, my memoirs will not be in chorological order but rather based on how I remembered my patients.) I had just received an order to embalm the body of the young female that had died in the terrible tsunami disaster 3 days ago. I had seen her photograph in the newspapers and knew that...

Memories of A Mortician Part 1

I have been interested in dead bodies since I was very young. I have no idea how it started but I enjoy the sight of beautiful dead female corpses. I believe I am what doctors call a necrophiliac though I never had the chance to get near any dead bodies until I was 20. That was when I applied for a job as a mortician in a mortuary near town. It’s been 25 years since I started work as a mortician and I think it’s time I start penning down my memoirs before I forget the details. Or I die myself....

Dad I Have a Question Part 5

PLEASE NOTE: These are completely fictional tales about a single father, his daughter, and her friends. No actual virgins were harmed in the making of this story. Previously: Jamie, teenage daughter of single parent Bill, asked him questions about sex. The answers involved practical demonstrations. When this chapter begins, Bill and his daughter have been having making love almost daily for a few weeks. Jamie's best friend, Kiersten, figured out what was happening and had Bill...

Faith Hope and Charity 1 Beeder

As you may or may not recall, my name is Charity Jones; not my last name of course but one does have to keep their secrets. I am writing these memoirs as I reflect on the last 24 years of my life and how it has led me to my current lifestyle; church-going PTA mom by day, slut by night. It wasn’t an overnight transition to where I am now, happily married with kids and a sex life that would make porn stars blush; but a gradual transition. For those of you who have read my earlier...

Pencil Me In

James started his sales pitch. ‘A friend of mine is a world-class artist. She was my art teacher in college. There is a big exhibition coming and she needs subjects to sketch. I owe a debt of gratitude. We met in college when I posed for art classes, making a little spending money. I always said if I could return the favor in some way, I would be glad to help. So, there is an opportunity to have some fun and give back. I sort of intimated that you’d be happy to come along and maybe be one of...

A Mother Confesses Part 4 The Weekend my daughter planned

These next couple of chapters I'm going to tell you the more sordid of the stories I've had over the years. My sexual relationships with my two children never dwindled over the years. It was good to have two lovers I could always rely on; the taboo nature always a huge turn on for all three of us and it was our little family secret. It stayed like that until one late autumn evening and my daughter gave me an absolute treat. It started when she came home one evening with a huge beaming smile...

My Senior Trip Janet Remembered

When I was a Junior in High School I transferred to a new school, called at the time "Freedom School" It simply meant that you could excel academically at your own speed, fast or slow that depended on you. Things were going along fine for a while, and time rolled over to my Senior year. I sensed something was wrong, I wasn't my usual happy go lucky self and I didn't want to go the extra distance to get my usually grade. My parents informed me that at Christmas time they...

A Mother Confesses Part 1 Introduction

Hello! Firstly, I should tell you a little bit more about myself, my background and how I came to be the woman I am today. Well, my name is Sarah. I'm sixty-five years old. I have brown eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. I'd say I'm about average height for a woman at 5'4 and I would describe myself as slightly curvy. I've always tried to keep myself in shape but nothing is stopping my breasts from coming out when they want to. They are a nice focal point I feel. I have two children. My...

Laura Roft Piss Raider In The Beginning chapter one

The deepest, darkest, depths of Peru.It was to be Laura’s first excursion into the untamed jungles of the world having finally come of age. As a child, she had travelled significantly with her father, but she had always been left at home when he went on his tomb-raiding excursions. Her father had since perished at the hands of the mysterious group known as ‘The Pentagram’ and now it was her time to continue his legacy.The jungle was sweltering, the humidity beyond belief. Laura had abandoned...

Daddy and I

Hi, my name is Michelle I am 39 years old and I would like to share a secret with everyone. I have been having and enjoying sex with my step dad (John) since I was 19. I would like to share with everyone just how this came about and tell you about the fun we still have today. First off, I will be referring to John as my dad as I hate calling him my step dad especially in that he more or less raised me. My mom and real dad divorced when I was just a baby. I cannot tell you much about my...

Blowing a strager in his car

I'm a young guy, addicted to cum. If I may, I would like to lay a little story on you. It's about the first time I went on a sexdate with a man I had met in a chat room. This is not a fantasy, but a true story. I had frequented the chat room a lot before I met the guy. I have a thing for toys and I like to show off a bit on cam. That Tuesday afternoon I didn't get far though. I was warming up with a small vibrating butt plug while chatting with a few guys. One of them couldn't receive,...

The Armoire

She kept on making him hit her. It wasn’t her fault-he knew that. But sometimes, after a few too many, Amy would show up and remind him of how fucked up everything was, just after he’d been able to drink those voices quiet. Afterward, of course, he always felt bad, I mean, since he was so much bigger than her. He never hit her hard, but it still sometimes left a mark. So to make it up to her this time, he promised to buy her an antique, because her damned little snippy-assed sister Rachel...

Experimentation 0

She could, with her ability, simply have pushed her pussy into my face with the instruction “Lick this, bitch,” and backed it up by waving her Wolvers or Cats Claws in front my eyes. I knew that fact, just as well as she did. It would never have happened of course, and we both knew that as well. I also knew that if I’d looked up at her and replied, “If you want that thing licking, you can go and wash it out first,” I could be certain that she’d have gone into the bathroom and done...

The Memoirs Of Caterine DuMont

(Marseille France, 1926-) I always find myself thinking about the warm evenings here, how the sun always coincides with everything that is Marseille...my city of light. It seems enigmatic to me (even now) that I still sit and wonder about how transcendental night and day is here, and who or what is so deserving of it all. The nativity of Marseille is so incomprehensible that it seems as if no real sense of history or...

Wrinkles in Time Part 4 long

Book 3: Wrinkles in Time Part 4 Chapter 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Simon was sitting in a tavern. He was drunk. It was hot and biting flies were everywhere. He stank and his robe was filthy. His feet were blistered and cracked from the heat and his long journey northward. He had no money, having been robbed, beaten and left for dead by a band of robbers outside of Bologna. He was able to barter for a meal and some stale beer by offering to clean the stables behind the inn. He had...

Demetrius Ch 18

Chapter 18 Garden snakes tails point to where beehives thrive, where birds don’t fly.It seemed she was the only one, knowing why. She put on a full-length cotton dress. The kind women wore in the southern states around the turn of the century. Though she wore sun-blocking contacts making her eyes look human, she also wore small circular, Benjamin Franklin style wire-rimmed sunglasses. She tied a wide-brimmed straw hat at the neck with a pink nylon scarf to protect herself from the sun while...

Battered But Not Broken

I submitted this story in the Novels and Novellas category because it doesn’t really fit anywhere else. It’s not a coupling, but nor it is a group sex story. At its heart, it’s a love story. I love to hear from readers, so please leave me a comment or send me an email. Thanks once again to my editor, michchick98. Enjoy! ********************** ‘I, Amanda Claire Stephenson, do solemnly swear, that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and...

Dead Write Ch 10

* This is a repost of an old romance story with a fresh edit. * Chapter 10 The sun beat down noonday hot as Sherry and Sam made the sweaty hike from the courthouse to the truck. A good fight had been fought with no clear victory. Fatigued by wounded hearts, neither had the strength to begin the battle debriefing. The truck interior had reached a flesh frying Fahrenheit. Sam opened the doors, rolled down the windows, and turned on the engine. ‘It feels like hell in there.’ ‘Here’s a news...

Angela Briscoe Ch 02

2: Early Years Sweet-faced Angela Briscoe with sensuous lips and a flattering cleavage had become the darling of management at Baldacci, Guy, Reinhardt & Robinson, Attorneys at Law, before her unmasking. It would have been her sensational unmasking but for an amazing substantial cover-up. In this episode Angela’s entry into adulthood is outlined. POST-ADOLESCENCE & ROD Angela Briscoe’s introduction to real sex came unexpectedly when she was nineteen. It was a leap forward from what she’d...

Razor Ch 08

I hadn’t given up and I hadn’t given in. Giving in to my need for instant relief, trying to quick fix my inner chaos by drinking myself into oblivion would after all have been the easy way. And I didn’t do easy, I never chose the simple way out. Not if there was a better, more logical way anyway. Simply quitting wasn’t the smart way forward. After coming to the decision that I would keep going I went home, treated myself to a cup of hot chocolate, painkillers and a shower. I then went to bed...

The Memoirs Of A Young Victorian Lady Ch 2

Chapter 1 – A Reprise of my Circumstances For those who have not yet been acquainted with my story, allow my introduction. My name is Caroline Pendrake and I was born in the Year of our Lord 1880. I but recently came to live in America, traveling from my home in England. Physically, I am somewhat on the small side, being but five feet in height and weighing only a hundredweight. My hair is a golden blonde, which I wear long, to my waist, and I have deep blue eyes. My limbs are slender, as is...

Hungarian Rhapsody Ch 01

This story is an idealized work of fiction. The setting, even though inspired by history, is by no means reflecting events of the past with historical accuracy. Essentially it is a love story that has been close to my heart for a long time now. Feedback is welcome. :o) *** Chapter 1 – Shattered Dreams ‘Through a millennium we have prevailed upon this land, the throbbing heart of a bleeding continent.’ The words lingered in Amalia’s mind long after the flames had consumed her father’s...

Memoirs Vol 2

I quickly read the note and smiled to myself. After I finished reading it, I got out of bed and stretched my refreshed body. I felt like I had slept for days. Slowly, I crept into the master bath and washed my face. After I did that, I did just as Sean instructed and put on my sexiest set of lingerie that I had brought along with me. I stood in front of the wall-sized mirror and stared at my curvaceous physique. My sexiest set of lingerie consisted of: a tiny red bra that only covered my...

Chocolate Kisses 2 Pearl Epilogue

Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 * Epilog: September 4th, 1985 HONOLULU (AP) Rear Admiral James Ewart and his wife of over 50 years, Bethany Rose, died within moments of each other, Friday, August 30th at their home in Popukea. Although a fighter ace during World War One, the admiral and his wife were members of the Office of Naval Intelligence starting with the attack at Pearl Harbor and they kept their hand in as consultants until 1983. Services will be held at the...

My busty Anunt

I blasted bolt after bolt of jizz deep inside Mrs. Hermaine [my science teacher]’s pussy as she came once more simultaneously, her pussy walls clamping down around my 9-inch cock. When her body went I pulled out my half hard cock and stuffed it back into my jeans and briefs. With a sob she pulled her white cotton panties back over her small-to-medium butt then pulled down her skirt and smoothed it out. She turned back to me, a look of complete satisfaction crossed her face. She tugged...

Diamonds and Rust

Author’s note: The title and theme of this story come from a song by Joan Baez from around 1969 or 1970, about her relationship with Bob Dylan. ^ ^ ^ ^ It was late in the afternoon in late November, already getting dark on a cold, dreary day that promised snow later that night. I was at a particularly rough spot in the novel I was working on, and I had developed a headache from trying to work out the plot line at that point in the book. I knew I needed to push on, because time was growing...

Memoirs of a Bisexual Chapter 1 The Sexual Revolution

I have always been a sexual person. I have always been turned on by sex. When I was 16, I got my first “serious” girlfriend, meaning the first girl I ever tongue kissed, made out with and felt up. My dad sensed that I was a in the beginning stages of a hormone drenched relationship with a girl who was a bit more experienced than I and a year older. He had the “Sex Talk” with me where he discussed STD’s, pregnancy, and condoms. But he also instilled a bit of wisdom in me about sex. He told me...

Charity At Work 2 Do Fries Come With That

Introduction: Welcome to the Burger Baron! In the last memoirs of moi, Charity Jones, the search for the dreaded summer job had reached its first hurdle, I am a sex magnet. To be fair, if I hadnt insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldnt have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes , with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that...

The Wakefield Cases The Licentious Life Of Mr Lacey Part 1

My name is Ira Wakefield. These are the memoirs of my life after returning to the city. It was the 3rd of January, 1931, when I arrived at the central station with nothing but a suitcase. At first I had mixed feelings about it all. It had been eight long years, since I had left the country for the continent. I stood there now, in the biting cold and tried to recognize it all. My coat was too thin, as I came from the south of France. I had nowhere to go really, so I decided just to begin...

Object of Desire

This was also written as a tag-team effort, with a remarkable woman named Trixie: He: I stepped out from the elevator into the hotel lobby. I had no idea why I was even there, except that I knew that if I didn’t do it, I would regret it the rest of my life. It all started out so innocently. I had read a story on Lush which caught my eye. This led me to the bio page of a female writer, who had published a number of other stories as well. I found myself looking up from my...

Memoirs Of A Bull Part III

I had a few errands in town and I took care of those before going back home. I was missing Mary already. It had been a long time since I felt this way about another woman before. It wasn’t just the sex, exciting as it was. She had a warmth about her as well. I knew that I had to curtail those feelings. I had been down that road before with another married woman that I had been fucking on a regular basis. She was beginning to feel the same way and after a good heart to heart one afternoon we...

Memoirs of a Bull Part I

It was by pure chance that I went into that Hairdresser’s salon that evening. Normally I prefer to go to the Gents Hairdressers. Call me old fashioned, but I think men are better at cutting men’s hair than women. That evening, however, my regular barber was on holiday and I was in desperate need of a trim. I had a meeting with some investors the next day and I wanted to look my best. A few yards down the high street I caught the sign that said, ‘Ladies and Gent’s Hairdresser’ and I put...

Black Friday Sale

The two of them had just “finished” shopping on Black Friday and headed out to the car. Beth Ann, the slightly pudgy younger sister who was Tiffany Rae’s best friend located her SUV. She unlocked the doors and the two of the early 30 year olds climbed into the automobile and promptly buckled their seatbelts. Beth Ann started the SUV and pulled out and got drove on to the main road and located the expressway. Within minutes they were speeding along at somewhere around 70 to 75 mph. Beth Ann was...

Faith Hope and Charity 5 Anal Detention

Introduction: the girls get caught Charity Jones here again, your trollop muse continues her memoirs In my last sojourn I described to you the method in which, Faith, Hope and myself managed to regain our honour roll positions without having to study even once. As you might have guessed from the other chapters in this long saga it might have involved with a cock in me. Fear not , dear readers, you are absolutely right Big tits and blonde hair will get you far in school I discovered with my...

Faith Hope and Charity 3 Charity Breaks Down

Introduction: Charity dates her dream beau which is killing her Hello again faithful readers. When I last left you in my memoirs, I had just started dating my new boyfriend Chet. I was on the cheerleading team and having a great start to my school year. My best friends Faith OReilly and Hope Jenkins and I shared the same ridiculous sex drive, and my Momma Dee was a wonderful enabler of any of our perverted adventures. We were sucking and fucking our way through teen life, there was the donkey...

Memoirs of a Bull Part II

Jim turned out to be more nervous than I was. Mary formally introduced us and we shook hands. His handshake was limp despite having large calloused hands. “How about getting us a drink darling?” Mary asked him, “Bill will have a red wine.” Jim edged away nervously looking at us standing there holding hands. I could hardly imagine just how it might feel to see your wife standing there holding hands with another man. I knew how good it felt to be in my position as I held her hand and watched...

Black Friday Sale

The two of them had just “finished” shopping on Black Friday and headed out to the car. Beth Ann, the slightly pudgy younger sister who was Tiffany Rae’s best friend located her SUV. She unlocked the doors and the two of the early 30 year olds climbed into the automobile and promptly buckled their seatbelts. Beth Ann started the SUV and pulled out and got drove on to the main road and located the expressway. Within minutes they were speeding along at somewhere around 70 to 75 mph. Beth Ann was...

Memoirs Of Last Week

Several days ago, things in my life took a most interesting, pleasurable turn for the better. I was blessed to make a new friend. She’s the kind of woman men like me dream of their entire life from the moment they pay the toll to pass through to puberty. She has dark, long, luxuriously thick hair. I imagine her skin is as smooth and soft as the finest silk cloth. Her figure is not know to me, but what little I have seen of her shape is not only dangerously enticing to me, but very seductive and...

Jesse A Nightmare of Gay Teen Incest Abuse

Introduction: A young boy is raped and abused by his two older brothers as they come of age. Disclaimer Copyright, 2012, Patricia Steel ([email protected]) Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words. I love knowing that I am deliberately manipulating your mind into an erotic state. This story is to be considered Fiction although it has its basis in Fact. This is not to...

Faith Hope and Charity 1 Beeder

Introduction: the continuing exploits of Charity Jones Hello once again my faithful readers As you may or may not recall, my name is Charity Jones, not my last name of course but one does have to keep their secrets. I am writing these memoirs as I reflect on the last 24 years of my life and how it has led me to my current lifestyle, church-going PTA mom by day, slut by night. It wasnt an overnight transition to where I am now, happily married with kids and a sex life that would make porn stars...

Charity Graduates 1 Fatherfucker

Introduction: Charity finally meets Chets dad Charity Jones here. Your narrator or purveyor of autobiographical whack off material. Enough of the wit, you want more of my memoirs. Here goes The 12th grade had finally arrived. The big year. The make or break year. The big one -two. Alright enough with the drama. This was my graduating year, so I had to make it a good one, but it was already a crazy busy one I had discovered within the first week. I was working at the Love Hut Lingerie Store...

Memoirs of a Bisexual Chapter 9 The Pick Up

I was excited. Jeff was coming up for the weekend and I hadn’t seen him since Christmas break and now it was May. One of our favorite rock bands was playing in Athens at the Georgia Theater and we were not going to miss it. I was also getting excited over the fact that Jeff and I were sure to have sex while he was visiting. That was pretty much solidified when Jeff reserved a hotel room in downtown Athens so we wouldn’t have to ‘worry about the roommates,’ as he put it. We hadn’t been with...

Memoirs of a Bisexual Chapter 10 Cumming Full Circle

Chapter 10 It was the end of the school year. It was a Wednesday and Jeff was already coming up that night for the weekend parties. There was one more day of exams, but Felecia and I were finished for the summer. Jeff had wrapped up the previous week at his school. It was about ten in the morning and Jeff wouldn’t arrive until around three or four in the afternoon. I was bored so I picked up the phone and called Felecia to see what she was up to. The phone rang a few times, then she finally...

Memoirs of a Man Slut Getting Dirty in the Clean Room

“We’re the only ones in the lab,” Toni says from behind me.I look up from the equipment I’m working on and glance around. It’s the middle of the night, and we are in what I affectionately call the “fishbowl.” A rectangular eight-thousand square foot clean room with windows that wrap around the perimeter of the lab.Despite the aquarium style windows, the lab itself was pretty damn awesome. At last count, there is well over $100 million worth of top of the line and prototype manufacturing...

Memoirs of a Man Slut First Love

Be me, Thomas Murphy, a seventeen-year-old high school senior living in the California Bay Area.It was the first day of my senior year of wrestling, and Coach Barton had me getting all the novices organized. According to Coach, as one of the top-ranked heavyweights in the state, I was in a “Leadership Position.” Apparently, being a leader meant I had to do administrative work. Note to self, being in charge can suck.As I was collecting the requisite information from the newbies, I noticed that...

Memoirs of a Minion

Once upon a time, there was a land called Theras. The land was a prosperous and peaceful one, separated into four separate kingdoms that found mutual understanding. To the north, the mountainous lands of the dwarves where the people of the mountains mined and lived out their lives digging out precious metals to be shaped into wondrous tools and items that could be sold and traded among the four kingdoms. To the east, the forested lands of the elves stood in quiet and peaceful solitude, the...

The Adolfus Ritual

The Adolfus Rituals Ian walked around the house. Jessica had left him a month ago, but he still found her things in the place. There was a knock at the door. Ian went down the hall to the front door. Out side there was a guy with a package. “Ryan Trembull?” the man asked. “No, Ian Trembull,” Ian announced himself. “Is Ryan Trembull here?” the man asked. “No,” Ian took a deep breath, “He died a few years ago.” “Are you his heir?” the man asked. “Yeah,” Ian said, “Uncle Ryan didn’t have any kids....

Poppets

The Players Introduced The house, such as it remains, is now quite far from the reach of any but the most determined. Those who made it their home are now dispersed throughout the world. Should you meet them, in bars or restaurants, or even walking down the streets of their new suburban climes, they will invariably deny the events I am about to relate. You may find all of us discussed here, sometimes living together, sometimes living apart. But you will not find them under the names I have...

Memoirs Of A Common House Fly

Do you ever wonder what it's like to be a fly on the wall? A lot of people ask that. If you are not one of them, then read no further. If you have, however, then have I got a story for you. You see, I already know what it's like. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Richie ( stage name Wingo, more on that later) but my name really doesn't matter. Who I am does. I'm what's known as a common house fly. I'm sure you've seen my many brothers and sisters flying around your neighborhoods. As far...

Around The World In 69 Days

You think back on the past month with a mix of emotions. When you were 14 your parents, sisters, brother, aunts, uncles, and cousins were attending the family reunion in North Carolina when a freak storm caused a mudslide that killed everyone at the event. You were only spared because you were at space camp. For the next seven years, you lived with your maternal grandparents in Cambridge Massachusetts and attended high school, then college. They were your only family, and though you mourned...

Memoirs of Kitty Siam

As I sit in my quarters on the battle cruiser Shinawatra looking at the contents of the small metal box that contains the sum of my pre Kitty possessions, my fingers hold and run over a soft cloth patch with the words, "Aviation Apprentice". My dark eyes scan the contents of the box and settle on my old ID disk. The number encoded into the metal finish, "9223931", which is also imprinted in bar-code form on the back of my neck. These items are all that remains of my life before becoming Kitty...

Long Hot Summer Ch 1

Mrs. Kaminski had a huge bush. I realize it was a different time, but the thatch of hair camouflaging that pussy was substantial even by 1979 standards. Even though I fully expected some such situation, when I finally managed to get her shorts down over her broad ass and large, sturdy thighs, the great tufts of pubic hair sprouting out either side of the crotch of her underpants left me momentarily taken aback.But only momentarily. Otherwise, I was undeterred. A couple months before this, I...

Summer holiday

This is part of our memoirs....Currently we are on holiday with a couple, long time friends of ours that we've met more than a decade ago only recently had a conversation about our sex lives. We've discovered to have a lot in common and decided to go somewhere together and try out what we've talked about.Today in the morning my wife gave us both a blowjob with prostate massage holding a deepthroat during ejaculation. Then she expertly cleaned both our cocks. All with a big smile.. Feels...

Lady Beatrice Pokingham Victorian underground ero

Lady Beatrice Pokingham: Or "They All Do It." (Victorian underground erotica with previously unpublished material) (public domain) Introduction The Pearl was a Victorian underground magazine that ran from July 1879 toDecember 1880. One story within it was titled Lady Beatrice Pokingham: Or,They All Do It. This torrent contains the Pokingham story with new material that has notpreviously been published. The text came to me from an acquaintance who, prior to retirement,was a moderately...

Emma s Casting Couch 2

“I cannot believe what just happened here,” Peters gasped once he was alone with his assistant. “I just groped a Disney princess! I was not supposed to enjoy that, but...” “I couldn’t help it either,” Brian assured him. “She’s just too hot. God, I’ve never been so hard in my life, seeing her twerk like that, shaking her ass like a little-” Brian’s hand flew over his mouth at once, a ghastly pall covered his face like a veil. He began frantically sputtering out an explanation, but Peters simply...

Sex in the Country Part 1 The Things Wet Dreams are Made of

Let me begin these memoirs by telling you that I was adopted when I was three years old by a young couple who couldn't have children of their own. My mom to be was infertile. Three years after adopting me, they adopted twin girls, Rachel and Renee, who were five at the time. Four years after that, a few weeks after my 10 th birthday, “Dad” was killed when he lost control of the twin engine Cessna that he was piloting and crashed into the side of a mountain. After that, “Mom” raised us as a...

Little Black Bikini

I've known Sarah for a number of years. She'd gone through a bit of a challenging start when she got pregnant at 17 but she and Robert decided to get married and make a go of it. Despite working two or three jobs at a time and raising a child, they both managed to make it into college. Robert pursued business and now worked in the world of investing. Sarah followed her passion and became a teacher. Another child had followed, but they'd planned that event. They had a daughter. They moved into...

Memoirs of a Crossdresser Chapter 1

My True Story Chapter 1: I was a kid when I first discovered women's underwear. I loved the way it made me feel. I had a friend who I'd play the normal games that kids play with, and I would always be the girl character. We were children, so nothing out of line went on, but even at a very young age, I had felt an attraction to femininity. There was something that made me feel like I should be the damsel in distress, waiting to be rescued. I remember wanting to feel girly. As I got older, my...

Simran A crossdresser part 2

Well after my little adventure in the bathroom with my mom's panties, I went out for a couple of drinks with my friends. But, in spite of having company, the only thing that kept playing in my mind was the feel of those satin panties and how horny I had felt in them. All I could imagine was getting back to the house as soon as possible, before my parents returned, and having one more go at it. I returned around seven in the evening. Since my parents had a convenience store, I knew they wouldn't...

Memoirs of a Duchess Part One

She slipped her fingers through her hair undoing the braid held high atop her head. The ebony strands fell, cascading down her shoulders and against her bare back, tickling her soft, smooth, olive skin. Outside were the gardens and Gabrielle knew he would be there, with her. She knew he would have her on her knees in no time, subservient as she was. Gabrielle also knew that the interest in him which had sparked for her would dissipate as quickly as it had come, it was only a matter of time. It...

My memoirs of 4 days and 4 nights in Brighton PART

i had about 15 mins before SCD was supposed to arrive , and i had to organise myself , the room and my story before he arrived... i wasnt sure how he'd react if he were to know i'd already used his hotel room and in effect , his little bitch's ass to please another man before he even got the chance ..so i decided to keep it quiet , unless he asked me , to which i'd answer honestly ..'well i did have one stranger walk in on me'.. so i straightened the room up , reset the door closer , freshened...

My memoirs of 4 days and 4 nights in Brighton

His profile name was SouthCoastDaddy , and his message came out of the blue ..he said that he was just boarding the plane to fly over to my island and will only be here for about 6 hours , enough for a quick business meeting , an even quicker business lunch, and most importantly he said , was to leave his heavy cum load deep in the ass of a local tv slut before jumping back on the Gatwick flight..i instinctively replied a solid yes before even considering the logistics..fortunately...

GILF wife rsquo s Diary Sexual dysfunction 4

This time I waggle my wide hips enticingly, guessing the new and old sperm is dribbling in strings from my lippy orifice, I call out, “Who’s next?”Rapid footsteps, hands on my buttocks, as a person behind me kneels quickly, and then one hand shifts to my hip, the other goes to help proffer another hard cock to the entrance of my breeding box. There’s heavy breathing above me, it’s either the young man, or ‘Van Driver’ back for seconds, I don’t care though, this is what my sexual dysfunction is...

The Cock Sucking Chronicles The Beginning

Hello, dear Reader. I am an addict. I'm not looking for sympathy, it really is no big deal, I have come to terms with and totally accepted it. I don't hurt anyone and, in fact, by its very nature, my addiction has brought pleasure to very many men. It's a fact that it's possible for anyone to become addicted to anything. Apart from the very obvious and easy to name addictions, like gambling, alcohol and narcotics, there are other less obvious addictions which are equally as demanding on the...

Another business trip true story

Since I am semi retired working part time I have a lot of time on my hands to write my sexual memoirs. This is a true story that happened to me in 2011, while on a business trip to Long Island NY. I travel for work 2 weeks out 1 month home, and I was sent to middle of long island just after Hurricane Irene. I was by myself in the hotel so I am able to host. After a week nothing, no contacts not responses...nada. It was the weekend and since I busted my ass working I decided to check...

Lyla 02 Respecting her Elders

Her palms were sweaty, it was her first day back at work after the conference fuck up. Clarke was still in a meeting when she arrived. Lyla had yet to see her boss. She had cleaned his desk and already made lunch reservations for him and Cassie, she was over compensating for her mistake which could cost the company millions, she just hoped with all the meetings that something could be done to fix the mess she had caused. "Fuck you Holt," she muttered under her breath, she threw herself into her...

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The Altar of VenusThe Erotic Education of a Victorian Gentleman THE ALTAR OF VENUS BY ANONYMOUS CARROLL & GRAF PUBLISHERS, INC. New York Introduction Despite the fact that this story is the erotic autobiography of one of our most famous contemporaries, whose name is known to only the secretary of this society, it is replete with action and thrills. It goes far beyond the usual run of erotic literature. It is a man's frank and honest search of his soul for the answer to that world old...

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I've decided to switch the category for these over from blog post to sex story, as at this point in my adventures as a gay crossdresser, I had pretty much hit my stride dressing up and finding men and other crossdressers online to have sex with. So I guess you could say my posts moving forward will be a little more "action" oriented. Plus at this point it is hard to remember all of my experiences chronologically, and for the most part that's really kind of irrelevant. If any of you are...

ORGIA

It was a warm summer evening, I left home to follow my sighs again, but what had happened over my wildest dreams ...I was 16 then, I went to a parallel class in high school and ... I fell in love with a newly-discovered girl. She was a lovely brunette of medium height with bright complexion and very feminine shapes, if not for the situation I met her, I would take her as a student. I was shy and did not have any special experience with girls, so I wanted to develop this knowledge cautiously...

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Continuing my Sex memoirsChapter 5 – The Return of a School ExBack when I was at school, I knew this girl called Lara. She wasn’t pretty, she didn’t have big tits, she wasn’t someone you could have social fun. She was chubby, stupid, and always smelt slightly of piss. But she did have one redeeming factor – she was obsessed with me, and I had an extremely over-active sex drive and I wanted to get fucking!I told Lara I’d like to be her boyfriend and we started an awkward relationship. At...

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Four weeks ago my daughter Sarah stayed with me; you may have read about it It was quite an unusual but none the less exhilarating experience which I shall never forget. I felt ashamed that I allowed the situation to get out of hand but in the end I was just putty in her hands.She had burst into my bedroom without knocking which was obviously wrong; and as it happened it was particularly embarrassing too as she caught me masturbating whilst displaying my penis on Omegle looing for girls. I...

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I've known Sarah for a number of years now. She'd gone a bit of a challenging start when she got pregnant at 17 but she and Robert decided to get married and make a go of it. Despite working two or three jobs at a time and raising a c***d, they both managed to make it into college. Robert pursued Business and now worked in the world of investing. Sarah followed her passion and became a teacher. Another c***d had followed, but they had planned that event and they had a little girl. They moved...

Hubbies Birthday

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Lesley pushed herself back, into the luxurious leather seat in Robs BMW and closed her eyes. She wasn't tired by any stretch of the imagination, she just wanted to relive the last experience of there visit to the sex shop. Lesley's mind was running amok with all the explosive orgasms she had just had. While walking from the shop to the car both Rob and her were laden with all the bags of new underwear and some clothes that the girls had so kindly given her. Some ot them were really naughty, and...

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I opened my weak weary eyes, the glare from the bright sunshine obscured my vision,as strange faces looked down upon me.I could hear the sound of rolling waves from the sea, and my clothes felt heavy and wet.My blonde hair was all matted from the salty water.I had been lying u*********s on a sandy beach.The handsome faces staring down at me were brown with a slight reddish tint to them.I'd never seen faces like these before.There was a mix of men and women, and some young boys and girls amongst...

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Memoirs of a Bull Part II

Jim turned out to be more nervous than I was. Mary formally introduced us and we shook hands. His handshake was limp despite having large calloused hands. “How about getting us a drink darling?” Mary asked him, “Bill will have a red wine.” Jim edged away nervously looking at us standing there holding hands. I could hardly imagine just how it might feel to see your wife standing there holding hands with another man. I knew how good it felt to be in my position as I held her hand and watched...

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It was by pure chance that I went into that Hairdresser’s salon that evening. Normally I prefer to go to the Gents Hairdressers. Call me old fashioned, but I think men are better at cutting men’s hair than women. That evening, however, my regular barber was on holiday and I was in desperate need of a trim. I had a meeting with some investors the next day and I wanted to look my best. A few yards down the high street I caught the sign that said, ‘Ladies and Gent’s Hairdresser’ and I put...

My first adventure

I joined the army after I quit school in the 12th grade. After joining the army it put a crimp in my dressing up as a girl. I did wear panties whenever I got the chance but I really wanted to dress up completely as a girl. I wanted to go out dressed and I have to admit I was attracted to several guys in my unit. My third year in the army I went to Viet Nam in December 1967. I was in the 101st Airborne. I had a best friend in my unit and we were friends since we were both assigned to the...

Chubby s memoirs chapter2

Stella switched on the recording. I felt a bit uncomfortable watching my mother having sex, or was it that I was feeling jealous to see her being fucked? We saw my mother coming out of the bath room. She walked up to dad. Dad took mom into his arms and held her close to him, for a long time, enjoying the bliss of the embrace. “See brother, my dad is in no hurry. He is taking his time to feel her in his arms. Not in hurry like you.” “Shanty, all the time we dated you did not let me fuck you....

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A long time ago, I had the dubious honor of working as a cook at Sugar’s. The club was billed as a gentlemen's cabaret, although even back when the neighborhood was more prosperous the joint was always a bit seedy. Any building without windows and smoking allowed inside can’t help but turn into a den of ill repute. The kind of place you’d see a midget cock slapped in the face by a giant lemon horse dick.I myself was just another face back in the kitchen, where I started as a dishwasher and...

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There are two things about Ms. Kight that are important to know... that once we became sexually active with each other, she became my sexy Latina cum slave who begged for my cum in her pussy every chance she got. Remember that I was only 18 and her 32.Another VERY important fact is that she had a Four***n year old daughter who became a very good friend of mine. She was about 5'2'' and weighed about 135.. so yes she was a bbw. BUT not really in a fat way. she was larger with a larger hour...

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I was excited. Jeff was coming up for the weekend and I hadn't seen him since Christmas break and now it was May. One of our favorite rock bands was playing in Athens at the Georgia Theater and we were not going to miss it. I was also getting excited over the fact that Jeff and I were sure to have sex while he was visiting. That was pretty much solidified when Jeff reserved a hotel room in downtown Athens so we wouldn't have to "worry about the roommates," as he put it. We hadn't been with each...

Black Friday Sale

The two of them had just “finished” shopping on Black Friday and headed out to the car. Beth Ann, the slightly pudgy younger sister who was Tiffany Rae’s best friend located her SUV. She unlocked the doors and the two of the early 30 year olds climbed into the automobile and promptly buckled their seatbelts. Beth Ann started the SUV and pulled out and got drove on to the main road and located the expressway. Within minutes they were speeding along at somewhere around 70 to 75 mph. Beth Ann was...

Black Friday Sale

The two of them had just “finished” shopping on Black Friday and headed out to the car. Beth Ann, the slightly pudgy younger sister who was Tiffany Rae’s best friend located her SUV. She unlocked the doors and the two of the early 30 year olds climbed into the automobile and promptly buckled their seatbelts. Beth Ann started the SUV and pulled out and got drove on to the main road and located the expressway. Within minutes they were speeding along at somewhere around 70 to 75 mph. Beth Ann was...

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After leaving our house Mom and I went straight to the airport. The flight was due any moment. We waited in the car before going to the arrival pick up point. “Thank you, my dear son,” Mom said giving me a kiss on my cheeks. “Thank you for what, Mom?” “Thank you for getting rid of my fear of taking in a cock into my cunt.” She kissed me on my cheek again. “Thank you for giving me a great time last night.” She now kissed me on my lips and put her right hand on my cock. “Mom, please stop playing...

Part 1 8211 The Initial Years

I have been reading this site for quite some time and after considerable deliberation, I decided to post and share my experiences over the last 35 years or so. I have been involved with a lot of women during these years and I have loved them a lot. I am a 50-year-old youngster and am married for the last 20 years and we have a son who is 16 years old. I am reasonably fit and possess a good healthy body, thanks to all the effort that has gone in over the years to maintain a reasonably good...

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I was transferred to Ferozepur Nallah near Gulmarg in Kashmir Valley. My department gave me a small studio apartment near the open market place. It was one room with bathroom/WC and a small balcony. The one room contained a kitchen, one single bed, and two chairs/center table. And a bathroom. Owing to the nature of my duties, I was also provided with a Jeep. My office Security Guard arranged a servant –cum-cook for me from some village. His name was Aftab. He was a short boy ( 5 ft 2 inches) of...

Memoirs of a Bisexual Chapter 1 The Sexual Revolution

I have always been a sexual person. I have always been turned on by sex. When I was 16, I got my first “serious” girlfriend, meaning the first girl I ever tongue kissed, made out with and felt up. My dad sensed that I was a in the beginning stages of a hormone drenched relationship with a girl who was a bit more experienced than I and a year older. He had the “Sex Talk” with me where he discussed STD’s, pregnancy, and condoms. But he also instilled a bit of wisdom in me about sex. He told me...

Cock Sucking Chronicles The Begining

Hello, dear Reader. I am an addict. I'm not looking for sympathy, it really is no big deal, I have come to terms with and totally accepted it. I don't hurt anyone and, in fact, by its very nature, my addiction has brought pleasure to very many men. It's a fact that it's possible for anyone to become addicted to anything. Apart from the very obvious and easy to name addictions, like gambling, alcohol and narcotics, there are other less obvious addictions which are equally as demanding on the...

Life on the Other Side of the Skirt

Life on the Other Side of the Skirt by Robyn A. Part One Ellen came home late for the second time that week to find her husband out once more. She had had a very difficult day with her clients at the clinic. He had left a message on their answering machine. "Hi, honey," said his recorded voice. "I can't come home right away tonight, because I'm interviewing Joanne Tracy for the book. She's pretty odd, and keeps late hours, so I'm kinda stuck. Oh, well. I should be home by...

The Gilded Cage book 2

This part two of the Gilded Cage there are a total of eight altogether it will take till after Xmas to complete the editing. This story is copyright to the author and may not be sold or distributed for profit. The story may be read and copied but may not be changed in any way. The Gilded Cage 2 by Ann Browning Synopsis. Emily Richmond a very wealthy widow, knows she is near death. She is extremely concerned with the future of her eighteen-year old son Hilarie. Over the last...

That s What Friends Are For

That's What Friends Are For by Bashful Have you ever had your life saved by a friend? I have, twice, by the same friend. That same friend had to kill me to save my life the second time. I know it's confusing, it will become clear as you read the entire story. Please do so with an open mind. If you are reading these memoirs, then I am most likely dead. I have decided to write this down in long hand and then put the book in my safety deposit box. I will leave instructions in...

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