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Pippa : Erotic story

A True Story Of Feminisation.

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Slave Leigh : Fetish story

I am slave leigh. my Master’s name is dark Hunter. I am allowed to call Him Dark Hunter, Sir or Master.

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My Gang Bang Gang : BBW story

I was delighted to get a new job at a construction site as a pay clerk. I love big, strong hardworking men and it was always a pleasure to be surrounded by them on any occasion. Tonight was the Xmas party and all the boys were in fine form ready for their free beer and chanting for the strip show to start!

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Cyber Lezzies II – Grinding Lust : Lesbian story

My pussy still twitching from a fabulous orgasm, my seat soaked with pussy juices, I typed into the chatroom

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Grinding In The Sand : Lesbian story

I lay there on the beach soaking up the sun. The day just couldn’t get any better. I was thousands of miles from work, rush hour traffic, anyone I knew and I didn’t have a damned thing planned. As I watched the waves roll in and back out again I began to think about the nightlife here. I can’t very well sit on the beach the entire time. I mean I loved it, but I needed to get my blood pumping. Some excitement! I swung by the front desk of the resort I was staying at and asked what they did to pass their time. I didn’t want to go to a tourist spot, I wanted a real place, where they didn’t jack up the prices and have a bunch of rich “to-dos” rubbing in that they are rolling in money. I hate that. It took me three years to save up for this trip. So I wanted to be around people like me, real people. They told me about a club on the other side of the island, a little hole in the wall. I thanked them and headed up to my room.

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My BBW Panty Story : Fetish story

It was not to long that I had unusual request from a chat buddy of mine. He didn’ t want to be forward so he skirted the issue for a few chats.

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My Cleopatra : MILF story

It was my mother’s birthday and dad had organized a huge fancy dress party to be held at an old mansion just outside of town! I came home from the city to attend it and I was looking forward to seeing the folks again and catching up with old friends. Dad’s parties were always outrageous and usually went on for days.

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Three Sisters : Western story

Matthew Harbor pulled his roan to a halt at the top of the small hill overlooking a storybook like farm. The gray house, bright red barn, and white picket fence looked like a little piece of heaven to an outlaw who spent most of his time on the run. Something looked wrong about the place, but he couldn’t spot it. To his eyes it was absolutely perfect.

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One Step From Hell, Addel : Western story

Ransom Miller paddled his fur-ladened canoe around a bend in the Missouri. The river was too wide and too slow to worry about rapids, and sand bars were no problem for the canoe. In fact they made great camping spots. But the underwater logs, whirlpools, and log jams were always a problem. Ransom new better than to be lax. Even though he was nearing Saint Louis, there were still Indians and cutthroats prowling the banks of the waterways. Ransom had nearly lost his life on three different occasions in the past six months. He would not grow…

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Winters Lust : Group story

The gales of winter whipped about their lake front cabin with eerie, haunting howls as crystallized lake effect snows pelted against steamed window panes, drifting in ghostly sheets, bringing visibility to zero. The rages of a winter storm showed no mercy as it clenched them tightly in it’s frosted fist, no way in, no way out, and the weather report forecasted estimated snowfall accumulations to be between three to four feet.

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White Bitch : Interracial story

My name’s Kathy, and I’m 25 years old. I’m a blue-eyed blonde, 5’7, 120 lbs, 36C, 24, 33. My hair is shoulder-length, and I’ve been told many times that I should be a model. Well, I’ve posed for a lot of pictures and made a lot of movies, but I don’t want to get ahead of myself. I live in South Carolina. I want to tell you the story of how I became a black-owned slut. There, I’ve said it, and it’s the truth.

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Last Days of Walter Smith : Part 2 – The Three Surprises : Erotic story

The next morning, Walter awoke feeling more alive than he had in years. Walking to the office, he cheerfully greeted acquaintances and strangers alike with a smile and a heartfelt “Good Morning.” Pausing to drop some pocket change into the hat of the derelict on the corner, he unlocked his office door and stepped inside.

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My Real First Time : Lesbian story

It was the spring of ’99 and I was a senior in high school, just turned eight-teen. I was on the Volleyball team, physically fit and ready to take on the world.

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Carols Craving : Group story

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Calming Fires : Smoking story

The camera gazed unfeeling upon Lillian, as she groped the breast pocket of her boyfriend’s flannel shirt, which she had thrown on hastily, when she realized she was late. She sat now, in a mostly empty room, waiting. It would be a while before the agency admitted her, to take her information and possibly bring her on board for whatever purpose they intended.

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Get down on your knees : Fetish story

He was spending some of his nights cruising porn sites on the internet and I knew it. It didn’t really bother me all that much, our marriage was strong, and our sex life was vanilla-flavored but strong as well. I didn’t worry about him meeting someone and running away from home, even though that sort of story is so common now. We were too strong and happy together, we meshed well, our differences making us stronger as a pair.

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Cum On : Pissing story

I was staying overnight at my friend’s house when we got to talking about sex, as two eighteen year-old girls will in the wee hours of a Saturday morning, after a few too many wine coolers. Neither of us really had much practical experience; I’d sucked a guy’s cock once, and gagged when he came prematurely, and Jenny had gone all the way one unsatisfactory time, and that was about it. The fact of the matter was that, for me at least, as I got older, I was becoming less and less attracted to boys, and more and more attracted to girls – girls like my little, redheaded bestest bud Jenny.

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Birthday for three : Group story

It was my birthday and I had an early evening meeting at a downtown restaurant with the CEO of a long time customer of mine. After the meeting I invited him to go to my house for a drink, little did I know that my wife Ellen had decided to surprise me.

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Cyber Lezzies I – Eating Meg : Lesbian story

Sharing an apartment with my roomy Maxine not only helped me to financially make ends meet, but having her here has helped me to discover more of my sexual side and to experiment with the pleasures of intimacy with another woman.

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Squawman : Western story

Lee ducked his head, peeking under a low-hanging branch at the Apache squaw bathing in the river. Normally he left the Apaches strictly alone, they were the fiercest warriors and best trackers on Earth. But this girl had caught his attention and he just couldn’t let it lie. She was beautiful by any standard. He had heard the disdain in the voice of his fellow men, directed at any white man who took a squaw. Squawman, indian lover, they would say. He didn’t care. She was special, light-skinned, shapely and proud. As she finished her bath, she redressed and began fishing. Why she was alone, he couldn’t begin to guess. Maybe she was lost, or possibly she had escaped from another tribe. Maybe she was a holy woman, out on a nameless adventure. In any event she was at least a two-week ride from the nearest Apache encampment.

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The Delta Queen : Western story

The Delta Queen pulled out of Natchez on 12 August 1853, heading north. The Mississippi was vast, making it hard to see the far bank. A soft, warm flower-scented wind blew in from the south, the nightly sea breeze which cooled the valley for at least a hundred miles.

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A BBW Clean Up On Aisle 69 : BBW story

Okay, it’s been a few weeks and if I don’t tell someone I’m just going to die. Before we got back home from, what ended up being extended, holiday I had a brief affair. Well I suppose that affair would not be the right word. Maybe encounter would be better. I’m not too sure that everyone would consider it to be sex either. I know when Bill Clinton was the President of America it seemed like he did not consider oral sex and other sex to be the same.

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Vicksburg : Western story

Cannons roared in the distance. Black pillars of smoke arose in the south, marking the boundaries of the once great city of Vicksburg. A brisk wind blew the weeping willows, causing them to moan gently. Horses cried, cattle bawled. Whistles and shouts accompanied the Union cowboys in the nearby pasture.

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Discovering my fetish : Fetish story

Note : This story is completely fictional!

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The Test : Fetish story

She knelt in the center of the black marble floor. The gold veining in the stone making her feel somehow like a precious thing, a treasure displayed. Her oversized black satin cushion seemed to merge into the sea of darkness so that she was almost floating there, waiting for them.

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