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Meister T Hilla Wiener Stern

Meister - T - Fetisch - "Wiener Sternen Reise"Meister – T – http://xhamster.com/users/meister-tErziehungsplattform Mann – Frau – Sissi – Paare Frau und MannAus dem Leben eines Meisters.Hilla – „Wiener Sternen Reise“Meister - T - Fetisch - Wiener Sternen Reise - Hillas MuMu - "Künstlerische Inspiration" - als "Wiener Stern"Reise, Reise – das macht Weise!Hilla - und des Meisters Schwester –wollen reisen – wie die Meisen –auch – ihre Frau –will es genau – und so -schauen wir – nach - Hin und Wo...

The fat lady

The Bagel Boutique makes the best bagels in the city, hands down, and they make a fantastic cup of coffee to wash them down with, too. I ordered my favorite, an egg bagel, toasted, slathered with cream cheese and piled with lox so fresh a skilled veterinarian could probably revive them. Tray in hand, I walked across the nearly empty dining room and slid into one of the gigantic wooden booths along the wall. After settling in and taking a bite or two (properly chewy, just enough cream cheese...)...

Whitewash High Ch 10

For the students, the rest of the day went by without by without a problem. The police took Seth off to jail after taking witness reports from Nik and Suzy. More and more students gossiped about what happened. Unintentionally, Mr. Knight had taken down the top gang leader and one of his lieutenants in only a couple weeks. The power vacuum being created was immediately felt by the students. Ambitious gangbangers tried to stamp their authority over the vacant positions, while others tried to...

Mein erster MMMF

Ich war gerade zarte 18 Jahre alt, als ich mich in einen tollen jungen Mann verliebte, der allerdings schon 20 Jahre alt war. Es waren tolle Tage und Wochen mit ihm, die Freiheiten die er hatte, eine eigene Wohnung, ein eigenes Auto, mit dem wir immer wieder mal zu den nahegelegenen Seen gefahren sind, gebadet und naja auch eine wenig Petting gemacht haben.Zu der Zeit waren meine Tittchen noch stramm und fest und es zeigte sich erst der erste weiche Flaum an meiner Muschi. Er liebte es, bei...

Silvesternacht

Die Silvesternacht war der letzte Abend, den ich bei meinem Bruder verbringen sollte. Entsprechend war der Plan, noch einmal ordentlich feiern zu gehen, bevor wir uns für einige Zeit nicht sehen würden. Ich hatte mir extra für den Abend noch ein neues Kleid gekauft, Weihnachtsgeld sei dank, dessen schwarzer Stoff hauteng saß und um den Hals mit einem Träger gebunden wurde. Die Schultern lagen frei und auch der Ausschnitt, den es präsentierte, war nicht zu verachten, zumal ich mich dafür...

Jenny s Daughter

TOD: Jenny 's Daughter By Cabinessence Raymond Weiss had just graduated from junior college and landed a job as a file clerk at a local insurance company. Not a very exciting opportunity, but it was a living and it helped him pay the rent on his studio apartment. This was the first place he could call his own. There wasn't much in there now but a bed, some folding tables, a TV and VCR, and an old sofa that his mother gave him. He soon resolved that he would make this a...

Slow Justice

Slow Justice by Ellie Dauber "Mr. Foreman, have you reached a verdict?" The jury foreman rose. He was an older man in a plaid work shirt and jeans. He looked nervously about the court room, his eyes never resting on Jenny or her parents sitting nervously behind the District Attorney's desk. Jenny Benton was a slender seventeen year old, her blonde hair done in a pony tail that hung down well below her shoulders. She wore a pale blue blouse with matching skirt and belt, light...

Suzie Q

Suzy Q By T. D. Coskren For those who are under age, are offended by transgender themes, or have the misfortune to reside in some benighted place where censorship would ban this offering, I can only suggest that you turn elsewhere for your reading pleasure. (The first problem will be fixed by waiting; the third, perhaps by voting?or moving. For the second, there's no problem. Just go away.) This story is set in my "Campesina" world, where a technology only slightly beyond ...

Bikini Beach The Purse Snatcher

Author's Note: This story got written while I was also working on the story, "Teaching Sally". I never meant it to be so long, but after I set up the initial situation, which involves a thirty-day pass, I had to do something to fill that time. I decided to try developing multiple story lines, sub-plots. So, this is an experiment. Let me know what you think. Negative constructive criticism ("I don't think you did X very well") is welcome. Suggestions on how to improve ("I...

Drei Freunde I

Drei Freunde I Ein magisches Rollenspiel von Ricky Zimmermann Schliesslich spuert auch Rob die Muedigkeit und den Hunger und folgt Carlos und Steve, die durch die unverschlossene Tuere in die Halle treten, obwohl ihr Klopfen kein Erscheinen eines eventuellen Butlers oder sonst eines Hausbewohners bewirkt hat. Irgendwie scheint das Gemaeuer bewohnt, denn eine schwach leuchtende Lampe erhellt den Raum, der von dem Duft einer koestlichen Mahlzeit erfuellt ist. Sie folgen nun...

My Journey

Introduction Stories of gradual feminization always seem to be enormously popular, but there's so few of them! Why is that? There are so many stories posted on the web that differ from each other only in the most minute of details, the setting, the characters: unruly boy gets feminized, becomes demure, well-behaved girl, learns to like it. Period. Personally, I've always viewed stories in which the protagonist is feminized in the space of a few paragraphs to be rather artless and...

A Life Will Change Today

A LIFE WILL CHANGE TODAY Hi, my name was Steven Weiss and I lived in an average sized city (the suburbs) in America's heartland. While I could tell you all about my life today..... I will spare you these tales and focus on how I became what I am. I was in my late 30's and working odd jobs as a waiter, a bar back and any other type of work that would pay my bills and leave me enough extra to do what most other single 30 yr olds do... go out and party! Oh by the way, I have always...

A Life Will Change 2

Follow up Story Part 2 A LIFE WILL CHANGE 2 Hi, this is Stephanie Weiss and I briefly explained how I became the obedient, submissive sissy wife in part 1. But, after I had shown my story to my Master Justin I saw he was not very happy. He said I didn't really explain how I was so easily transformed. He ridiculed me by telling me that either I was too dumb and deserved to be a sissy slave or I had left this out for some other reason. "Well? What is it?" Justin demanded. I...

Der Einkauf

Der Einkauf Eine Geschichte von Claudia Monroe Es war drei Uhr nachmittags an diesem sonnigen, warmen Fr?hlingstag. Peter stand vor seiner Haust?r und f?hlte sich ?berhaupt nicht wohl in seiner Haut. Genauer gesagt f?hlte er sich sterbenselend. Am liebsten w?rde er sofort im Boden versinken. Wie jeder vern?nftige Mensch wei?, tut uns der Boden in den meisten F?llen nicht diesen Gefallen. Er klingelte, klopfte. "Nun hau' endlich ab, du m?sstest dich doch ganz ...

The Paralegal

I used to be on top of the world. I had a great paying job as a lawyer, a wife and two mistresses, but I screwed the whole thing up. Now, I'm a paralegal, dressed in a skirt and answering to my lawyer wife. I remember when I was a child, there was this Talking Head's song and David Byrne said, "And you may ask yourself how did I get here?" I don't even need to. I know how I went from king of the mountain to a glorified handmaiden. Six months ago I was an associate at Rossum, Divine,...

Der Tag der s en Rache

Diese Geschichte baut auf einen von mir bereits eingestellte Geschichte ("Das Klassentreffen") auf. Bitte lest erst diese damit ihr die Zusammenh?nge besser Versteht. Es ist keine Fortsetzung von "Das Klassentreffen" sondern aus einer anderen Sicht geschrieben bzw. mit einen anderen Ausgang. Vielen Dank an "Madeleine la Belle" f?r die Unterst?tzung. Der Tag der s??en Rache war gekommen. Endlich. Nein, eigentlich war ich gar nicht so aufgew?hlt wie es sich anh?ren mag, denn ich wusste ja ...

Der Flaschengeist Teil 20

Der unvermeidliche Disclaimer Diese folgende Geschichte ist geistiges Eigentum des Autors der in dieser Community das Pseudonym "Drachenwind" tr?gt und von ihm frei erfunden, ?hnlichkeiten mit real existierenden Personen und/oder Orten sind rein zuf?llig. Es ist ausdr?cklich verboten, diese Storie f?r kommerzielle Zwecke zu nutzen. Finanzielle Vorteile d?rfen mit dieser Storie nicht erwirtschaftet werden. Kurz gesagt, Ver?ffentlichungsverbot f?r alle kostenpflichtigen Foren oder Webs...

Definitely A Lady

Definitely A Lady By Kathy Smith Jack Horowitz, MD ScD was a cardiac surgeon in a major medical center in Manhattan. He is the Chairman on that department. His wife, Rachel Horowitz, is a hematologist at the same center. They have 4 children; all are in elementary or middle schools. Jack is so handsome and Rachel, she gorgeous too. Jack is 6'3", he works out and he has blonde hair and blue eyes. Rachel is 6', incredible figures, long blonde hair and blue eyes too. When she...

Octavia Chapter 6

Octavia chapter 6 by Ricky Zimmermann Als sie mich aus der Handtasche fummelt, gl?cklicherweise ohne mir eine Laufmasche an deren Verschluss zu verpassen, befinden wir uns in einem Raum, der verd?chtig nach mittelalterlichem Turmzimmer einer Burg aussieht. Ich nehme die gerundeten W?nde und das Spinnrad in einem der vier Erker wahr, die so etwas wie die Ecken eines Kreise bilden w?rden, wenn es dann so etwas g?be. Die einzigen Fenster befinden sich in diesen Erkern. Wobei bei zwei dieser Bal...

The President Addresses the Nation

The President Addresses the Nation By Rosie Julie Weiss carefully put the hot dish down on her dining table. Her husband, Jake, and her son, Tommy, were hungrily awaiting the steaks she served them. They didn't even wait until she sat down at the table, they dug right in. Julie looked at her men with pride. Tommy was beginning to look more and more like his father gentle faced and slim. Not quite tall as him, but Julie never cared for too tall men. She wasn't a tall woman herself,...

White on black

When I was young (not that long ago) I frequented most of the rock festivals in the country. I liked the atmosphere and being together with friends and see our favorite bands perform. Of course, I liked to watched the girls, more relaxed than ever. I watched them smoking, kissing, dancing, getting high. It was the best time of the year.I met this girl.Marian. See looked adorable. Long black hair and dressed in black. Her beautiful face was pale and her lips were just irresistible, full and deep...

Pantyhose Part 3

Pantyhose part 3: As I slept I dreamt that my name was Brad Majors and I had a fianc?e called Janet Weiss. I had found myself on a stage with her, my pantyhose and some other people. In my dream I was wearing a corset and elbow length gloves and had a feather boa draped over my shoulders. I was also wearing makeup and heels. I did not know what was going on. I felt sexy and vulnerable in the clothes and make up. Yes, I was male again although I was still wearing women's u...

Goth Girl Model

Goth Girl Model: How had I got myself in this situation? Here I stood with my favourite black wig on my head trying to look commanding. My eyebrows had been plucked and new eyebrows penciled in. I was wearing my mascara and false lashes and my "fuck me" crimson lipstick. There was a thin line of eyeliner just next to the lashes on each eyelid. Vampire fangs had been stuck on to my teeth. My arms were encased in my black PVC opera gloves down to just below my elbows but my...

If the bra fits wear it Part 2

"If the bra fits, wear it..." Part 2 I am looking in the mirror at my bra and how it holds my man boobs. I am prouder of how I seem to fill my bra. It's just dawned on me that I actually have bigger breasts than my wife or daughters. Oh my god! I, the man of the house am the one with the biggest tits! My dad was always telling me that I did not measure up. My life had always seemed to be about failing to meet his expectations of me and so I have never struggled to understand...

Hanging my masculinity out to dry

Hanging my masculinity out to dry: I grew up with a basic understanding of fathering. A mother's job is to nurture a child. The father's job is to take the child out into the world but to make her or him feel safe. This is a story of how it all went wrong. I met Diane, the love of my life, around twenty years ago. Diane had previously been in a lesbian relationship with a girl named Lucy but was wondering if she was bisexual when she met me. I got her drunk and pregnant on her...

Bebe In LaLa Land 6

A MORE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND -or- I WONDER IF THE SNOW LOVES THE TREES AND THE FIELDS THAT IT KISSES THEM SO GENTLY? "Ok, let's hold up for a few minutes, guys," one of the panel of publicity people from the production company, ABC headquarters and The Disney Company stopped the mock interview. "Ed, you have to make your stories more concise. If you make them long, you'll be interrupted by the host. You've heard how Don tells a story, right? Quick, funny, short? That's what you need to...

Die Frau im roten Kleid

Die Frau im roten Kleid erotische Intelligenz gute Gef?hle Macht&Ohnmacht Geschrieben von: Die vierte Schwester am 08. Juni 2003 23:44:54: Die Traumfigur Sie ist ca. 175 gro? und Sie hat braune Augen. Die Augenbrauen sind leicht geschwungen gezupft und geben Ihr eine freundlichen, leicht erstaunten Gesichtsausdruck. Sie hat halblanges, dunkelbraunes Haar, bis ca. 2 cm oberhalb der Schultern. Um den Hals tr?gt sie ein Amulett mit einem Pentagramm, ei...

Konsequent und Unab nderlich

Konsequent und unab?nderlich Er sitzt zum x-ten Mal bewegungslos unter der W?rmehaube im gro?en Friseursalon der Freundin seiner geliebten Ehefrau. Auf seinem vorgeschorenen Haupt dr?ngeln sich festgespannt Reih' an Reih' ?ber hundert kleinste Dauerwellwickler und ziehen an seinem Schopf. Das ?berreichlich aufgetragene Dauerwellwasser zwickt unter der Einwirkung der Hitze am ganzen Kopf; auch am Gesicht haben sich einige B?chlein unter der straff aufgesetzten Plastikhaube ihren Weg hinunter gesu...

Member of the Wedding

Member of the Wedding By Ellie Dauber © 2020 Somebody knocked on the door. Three times. Me, I was sitting down, _very_ carefully attaching my sheer white stocking to a garter. "I'll get it," Cathy Steiner said. Cathy, my best friend since Brownie Scouts, was already in her maid of honor's pink chiffon dress. It was a lot simpler than the rig I was going to be wearing, but then _I_ was, Angela Fletcher, Marty Hanson's bride-to-be; soon to be his bride-that- was. The chain...

Kevin German

Teil I:Ich heisse Jennifer, bin gl?cklich mit meinem Mann Horst seit 15 Jahren verheiratet. Wir kennen uns schon von Kindeszeiten an und waren eigentlich immer ein Paar. Ausser Horst hatte ich nie einen anderen Mann, er war mein erster mit dem ich geschlafen habe. Mit 19 haben wir geheiratet und Wir wollten beide fr?h Kinder haben. Mit 20 bekam ich meine Tochter Sandra, 1 Jahr sp?ter meinen Sohn Kevin. Eigentlich sind wir eine gl?ckliche kleine Familie, ich brauche nicht zu Arbeiten, da Horst gut ...

Mistress Turned

Kaum f?nf Minuten waren nach seinem Anruf vergangen und schon war ich in der befohlenen Position. Viel Kleidung musste ich eh nicht ablegen, wenn er mich auf dem Zimmer anrief, nur ein String und ein T-shirt, achtlos in die Ecke geworfen und seltsamerweise nahm das Anziehen mehr Zeit in Anspruch- die schwarzen Stiefel, die schwarze Ledermaske, sie zog ich in Hektik an. Und dann war es nur ein wenig Akrobatik: die Spreizstange zwischen die Beine gekettet, und dann auf allen Vieren die...

Abduction in Kowloon a Jade Pavilion Story

This story was inspired by one of my most loyal readers, who asked if I mightgive Jasper Slegg and his cronies an opportunity to subject an Asian beautyto rigors even more arduous than those to which they have subjected the beautifulErika Weiss in the "Jade Pavilion, Book II". I was unable to find a way tofit an adventure as protracted as this one into JP II, so I've taken the libertyof giving the lovely Hua Ping her own stage for this exciting addendum to theJade Pavilion saga. I hope that you...

Late Night Urges

Katelyn and I hired a caterer for her parents' fiftieth wedding anniversary at our spacious home which sits on two acres. Everyone had a good time eating, drinking and dancing. The last guests left at midnight and by that time, she had a steady buzz going from the Sweet Riesling wine she drank. My buzz came from consuming my favorite beer, Hacker-Pschorr Weiss. By one-thirty in the morning, the catering staff had everything cleaned up. As soon as they left, the two of us rushed to our master...

Business Trip

I awoke the next morning with only the slightest of hangovers from lastnight's beer. I smelled like dried cum, which was caked on my cock, and stale pee and beer. A quick run thru the shower, this time for washing me not for playing in, and all the usual morning ambulations. Within a short time I was ready to head down to breakfast.As part of this software conference, the sponsors had set up a breakfast buffet, and were hoping that the attendees would get to know each other better. I grabbed...

Biology Lesson

Loosely Based on the Short Story: Mother and Daughter Lust for One Another by Hamster Rebecca had very little time to clean the house. And while daughter Angela was an absolute angel about cleaning, her own room could usually be found in shambles. "Oh, for God's sakes," Rebecca muttered. "Angela! Get up here right now!" "What!" Angela complained from downstairs. "Your room! Get up here and clean it up, right now!" "I'm busy!" Angela objected, as she always did. "Do I...

Jena Flies

Wednesday, October 2, 2013 7:40 p.m. My name is Celia. My friends call me Cee-Cee. I am mentioned on page 13 of Jena's diary, in the entry for Friday, October 4, 2013. I have no idea who Jena is. The diary was express-mailed from San Diego; California two Monday's ago. Because it came via registered mail and had to be signed for, Mom took me to the post office Wednesday after school to get it. The envelope was mailed from a law firm called Mann, Caldwell and Burgess. Inside the big...

The Demon s Bride

When I open the door, the delivery man stands right here before my very own eyes with a very bright and big smile, saying out happily and composedly the words, "Good morning, Miss Mila Brooks." I don't want to be rude to him, but honestly speaking, I woke up in a sour, bitter mood today. With a feigned, insincere, and faked-up smile, I reply him: "Good morning. What can I do for you, sir?" He is standing there with a bunch of cutely and amazing-looking flowers. They must be fairly...

Born in David s Basement

This story starts in the basement of my friend David's house. It's where I was born. In truth, it started a bit before that, so I'll regress, just enough to fill in the blanks a little for you, make it less confusing. David, Jack, Jerry and I were all 15. We all lived on the same street, all attended the same school, all hung out to the exclusion of anyone else. Jack was my best friend; Jerry lived next door to me; David lived across the court from Jack. We walked to school in the morning...

Lie Berries

You'll have to excuse Lyssy - she's had a rough day at the "lie-berry." Being a "lie-berrian" is really tough for her these days, while being a liar is still amazingly easy. She even lied to me about being oblivious - she's hardcore. Girlfriend? No. Not too long ago, she was my fiancée - her name was "Alyssa" back then - but now she's a lot of things to me, none of which is "girlfriend." Sometimes I make her sleep on the floor. Back when she was Alyssa, I loved her with everything...

One Month of Chuck Steve an Alternative ScenarioChapter 3

When I woke, I again immediately phoned home and spoke to Nancy this time. She said that they were all thinking of me, and that Julie had got home late last evening from her latest trip back to England. Nancy said she was still asleep, otherwise she was sure that Julie would have wanted to tell me personally that she had finally sold her flat. All the ladies there quickly blew kisses down the phone before we said goodbye. I hadn't had any real exercise since Sunday, so I put my sports leg...

HannahChapter 1 Moving

During the early summer of 1993, my life made an abrupt change for the better: we moved. 'We' consisted of my dad, recently retired Colonel John David Bartlett — Jack to his friends — my mom, Sylvia Louise Bartlett, recently retired from teaching, and me, Hannah Louise Bartlett. We moved from a shabby, overpriced and undersized apartment in Junction City, Kansas, near Fort Riley, to a nice, two-bedroom two-bath bungalow with a detached two-car garage on East Avenue E in Bismarck, North...

One Month of Chuck Steve an Alternative ScenarioChapter 9

STAR – Monday DAY EIGHT part #2 We were served our breakfast on the terrace this morning. There was a clear sky and only a gentle breeze. What a wonderful life this is. We had our morning management meeting while we sipped our last cups of coffee. My first job today was to get twelve pilots off to St Louis to collect the G-550s and new Lears. When I asked how I should choose which men to send, Jenny told me to just select the first jet jockeys who walked in the door – so that's what we...

Wilbur Sees It DifferentlyChapter 17

My other wives were all rolling around on the ground laughing when we came out of the tent. They told us, "Star's aunt said that at least you didn't wait until the middle of the night to make that much noise." I laughed and told Fawn the story of our first trip here and how Star's aunt had complained about us keeping her awake at night. "I hope we wake her up again tonight," Fawn said. "I love it when Burr makes me scream," Star said dreamily. They all started talking together,...

An Ordinary College Sex LifeChapter 5 The Favor

DECEMBER 2002, FRESHMAN YEAR "I was pretty sure I heard Brett and Alan's voices," Matt Kanemura stated, the lanky Hawaiian boy running his right hand through his multi-toned streaked hair before rubbing his scalp. It was the Sunday immediately after Saturday's blindfold orgy, and he, Kevin Weiss, and myself were sitting in the living room. Kevin nodded. "So just the five of us?" Matt shrugged. "Makes sense. Or do you think Ryan was there, too? After all, Dawn is a roommate,...

The WalletChapter 13

"I need a plastic bag filled with ice. The young lady was assaulted by that jerk and she's injured her wrist." I asked with a genial smile on my face. The manager told the high school student working behind the counter to get me what I asked for. She quickly retrieved a bag and I had the ice pack to take to the girl. Her hand touched mine as she handed the ice pack to me. She let it linger there and I looked into her eyes. Adoration poured out of her into me. I broke contact with her. I...

ConcordiaChapter 9

May, 1, 2012 I was holding a dozen red roses while standing at the international arrivals area at JFK waiting for Cecilia. Our once a day conversations became twice a day. She'd call me before she went to bed (about 2 or 3 pm New York time). Often she had her computer on her lap in bed, and she would tell me about her day. To my delight and frustration, she mostly wore a clingy black silk slip to bed, and she had augmented the camera on her laptop with something more, shall we say "high...

A Weird OneChapter 7

I called Gail on my cell and she asked right out, "Can you afford the Starlight?" "Be there in ten." She came out the door and headed down the walk toward me before I even came to a full stop. She jumped in and said: "The Starlight baby and don't spare the horses." "A little anxious are we?" "I need it baby; I need it bad." "Doesn't need to be this way you know. I can always stuff your pooper when you are on the rag." "Next time maybe. This time I just didn't feel too...

A Weird OneChapter 12

"Are you ready for me lover?" "As always sexy lady." "Come on then; let's go up and see your surprise." "Surprise?" "Oh yes lover; you will be surprised." And I was. I entered the bedroom to see my mom in a four way with Terrell, Marcus and one other black guy that I hadn't seen before and two more black guys were standing there watching and waiting for an open hole. "That's your mom (Mary whispered in my ear) reliving her glory days. She was the basketball team's...

CommuneChapter 20

Jack returned home from his first day at the college. He had spent the morning in the personnel office filling out papers and learning more about the job benefits. He had spent the afternoon in the office of the college president replacing carpet. He had finished installing the carpet twenty minutes before quitting time and had spent the rest of his time there learning his way around campus. All in all, it had been a pretty good day. He parked his car and looked over at the community house....

Peter Is 26 GwenChapter 3 End Not the

When we got to town, I gave her a brief tour. We'd only be there one night. We could see it in detail when we came back after graduation. We'd have the rest of our lives to memorize every brick. The rest of our lives. I was really getting used to thinking that. Gwen would be beside me for the rest of our lives. Reedville would be our home for the rest of our lives. Our car would be blue for the rest of our lives. I was probably taking it a bit far but it was hard not to. She was wearing...

Coming OutChapter 4

“Come in, Sarah. Be it ever so humble, as they say, there’s no place like home. How are you doing, young lady?” I chuckled as I greeted Sarah Weiss with a hug as she entered my motel room. Instead of being content with that, of course, Sarah pressed her lips to mine and gave me the wildest, wettest, sloppiest French kiss that she could, slipping me enough tongue to keep the butchers in business for days. “Oh, Daddy!” Sarah told me, “and from now on, I’ve decided, that’s my name for you!...

Coming OutChapter 7

“Get up and shower, please, Daddy!” I heard from out of nowhere, jarring me from my slumber. “What time is it?” I inquired, not even knowing who spoke to me for a moment there. “Oh, I’d say about noon,” Sarah Weiss now leaned over me and kissed my face repeatedly, “come on, let’s shower!” “Wait, I have to work Mondays ... today is Monday, right? I overslept? Damn, I guess that’s what I get for not asking for a wake-up call! I’m not used to having no damn alarm clock!” I wiped the sleep...

Coming OutChapter 14

A year later... “Now, that is what I call eating the last piece of wedding cake!” I chuckled as Sarah smeared a good portion of the saved cake and icing between Stephanie’s cheeks to invite me to lick it off my daughter’s ass. That she joined me in eating the cake off Stephanie’s bottom made it even more enticing and sensual, of course. When I put some of it on Rachel’s and Curtis’s butts as well, Sarah giggled and eagerly helped me taste it off those body parts as well. We made out...

Three Clicks to Another WorldChapter 55

I awoke that night, in the arms of Margaery Tyrell, my lovely bride, very pleased that she seemed to pick up a more nocturnal schedule now. I chuckled as I imagined myself in bed with Natalie Dormer, the actress who portrayed her in Game of Thrones, but I actually liked Margaery better in a way. She was a genuine delight, no doubt of that, charming and everything. She was certainly quite sensual, something that I couldn’t be absolutely sure about with an actress I had never met. “Shower...

Lisa und Kelly

Mit unzufriedener Miene musterte Lisa ihr Spiegelbild. Heute geht alles schief. Sie hatten einen neuen Pickel neben der Nase entdeckt und ihre Lieblingsbluse war offensichtlich eingelaufen. Sie zwickte unter den Armen. Ihre Jeans schlottern ihr um die Beine und zu allem Überfluss sahen ihre Haare unmöglich aus. Sie fluchte leise und zog sich zum vierten Mal das Zopfgummi aus dem Haar. "Schrecklich..."! murmelte sie. "Mit dem Pferdeschwanz sehe ich aus wie zehn. Vielleicht sollte ich sie besser...

Miss Red

Ich möchte euch die Geschichte von Bianca erzählen und wie sie damals mein Leben verändert hat. Das Ganze begann im Sommer 2013. Ich war gerade 18 geworden und verbrachte viel Zeit mit Dates und Freunden. Ich hatte mir gerade eine bekannte Kuppel-app heruntergeladen und sah mir die weiblichen User an als mein Blick auf ein bestimmtes Profil fiel. Auf dem Bild war ein zierliches Punk-Girl mit Roten kurzen haaren zu sehen dass frech in die Kamera grinste. Sie war mir direkt sehr sympatisch und so...

Work sex

I have been working at my Job for the last four years. In my time there I have been working with many managers. Lately there has been one that I have been staring at. Her name is Gina Weiss, a dirty blond knockout with angelian jolie lips and Pam anderson size breast. She and I have been getting along mostly because I have been trying to spend time with her. Some nights we would work together late at night and I would make it a point to be as close as I could with her. I think she notices shes...

Der Sklave meiner Sekretarin Story in German

Der Sklave meiner Sekret?rin (Muriell 2007)FF/m, Humliation, Femdom, Feet, Stockings, Socks, Spanking, AgeplayGedankenverloren stand Peter Kaiser an der Strassenecke Maximilianstrasse, Lindenstrasse und betrachtete die noble Fassade des neuen, grossen Gesch?ftshauses. Es war sein neuer Firmensitz, der vor wenigen Wochen erst fertiggestellt wurde. Es war sein Werk, sein ?Kind?. Wohl das, was man eine klassische?Juppykariere? nennen k?nnte. Peter Kaiser war mit seinen 23 Jahren bereits eine fixe Gr?...

Meine Erzieherin Frau Brandt 3

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