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Kristen hurried to her car, worried that she would be late once again. She got in, slammed the

Traci had gotten a job as a maid in a rich man’s house. She looked just like any

I walked into the bar like I’d done so many times before. It was dark, the smoke burned my eyes, and it smelled of thirty years of beer and spilled cocktails. There was just one reason for my being there that night. I had the itch. My balls were swollen and filled with jizz and I wanted a fuck. Just another one-night stand. I never expected what I got.

My name’s Dan and I own The Glass Cat. The Glass Cat is a Female Impersonator club,

I was sitting in yet another boring as hell English class. Seriously, why do I need to read Chaucer? Is that necessary for anything I will do in my life? As much as I try to convince myself the answer to those questions are yes, I still can’t get interested in what he talked about in 1400 a.d.

Standing before the full-length bedroom mirror, I treated my reflection to an almost unjustly critical appraisal. My indecently short black leather dress clung for dear life to my every curve and went perfectly with my high heels, whorish fishnets and black leather jacket. It was the sixth outfit I had tried on in the last hour and the bed behind me was strewn with those I had already rejected as not quite right. For this, the most important interview of my life, I wanted to look as perfect as possible.

My gorgeous wife and I have explored every possible when it comes to hot sex and wild times. We’ve done every kinky thing that you can and would never imagine along with swinging with couples that we know and some we don’t. We’ve enjoyed and shared the pleasures with horny lesbians hot bisexual guys who don’t mind a little bit of pussy and cock and of course our toys.

As the music played in the background, Janaína, the lovely Brazilian babe and her partner slow danced together. Their bodies moved almost as one and from across the room a tall handsome older man looked on. Behind his glass of wine he admired them, the way they moved together, the way his cock tingled…

I was invited to chat to a bunch of women who were interested in the female body and how it’s reproductive system worked. They had put in a request for information on how the lactation process worked and what would be the best hormones needed for a healthy lifestyle.

Note to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others privacy, and also because they don’t matter, but otherwise I will try to be as accurate and truthful as possible.