Transgendered

ANOTHER COCKTAIL PARTY

“And you watching me. I can still recall the first time you organized a young boy to tongue fuck me. You made me ask your permission just to tease me. You wanted it to happen just as much as I did. Your cock was like an iron bar as you slid it between my lips in a fucking motion while you watched the boy tongue fucking me while you ogled his erection.” We are both in our forties, bisexual and rampant exhibitionists. Sarah, is of French descent, in her mid-forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from me, bi-sexual, though she didn’t need a great deal of prompting. Her body is still good, both sexes love her legs and ass and the way I trim …

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The Futa Fairy – Futa Reporter’s Wicked Wish Chapter 3: Becca’s Wild Talk Show

“I just can’t believe it,” my twenty-year-old daughter Jenna moaned as we lay in bed. “That’s me with your cum running out of my cunt, Mom.” “I know,” I groaned, my pussy so wet, my clit itching and throbbing, wishing it were a futa-cock right now. But the sun had set hours ago, returning my dick to the little bud peeking out of my soft petals. “You just look so yummy. I’m gushing out of you.” “Want to know how that hot cum got in her barely legal snatch?” the me on TV asked, my face looking so sexy on the TV screen. I looked at the camera right next to my barely legal daughter’s naked rump, cum pouring out of her pussy. “Then tune in at Monday, 3 PM to Monique. Only on Channel …

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Le Cirque des Fétiches

Le Cirque des Fétiches The maîtresse de cérémonie stood in the middle of the room with a long-handled whip, as tall as she, held in her right hand, the thong and popper of which, combined, were of the same length as the handle. Long black hair, dark red lips, blood red nails made the first impression on the viewer. Her black eye make-up set off her blue eyes that watched everything, every maneuver; each subtle glance making sure that the entire performance was exact. She wore satin shorts, a satin jacket, black stockings and six-inch black patent leather platform heels. During the performances, she used her whip selectively, mostly for noise, to emphasize direction, to assure goal were met, to assure a perfect performance, and, truth be told, to reinforce who was boss. It had …

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Life on the Ranch pt 1

I can’t believe those jerks threw cattle dung at me. No good, dirty rotten, a-holes. They got that shit all over me. That’s not even the worse part… Well, that’s up for debate. But to top it off we’re out of hot water! I had to wash the bull shit off with freezing cold water. I hope to god Steph gets back soon. I wish I could tell her what those jerks did, but I know we’re in desperate need of help. I don’t know how much longer I can take their crap. Always calling me all sorts of derogatory, crude, insults. The owner’s daughter or princess are their favorites, knowing full well that I’m a boy. Pillow bitter or mattress muncher are some other terms I’ve heard them call me, especially Bruce! Honestly I …

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