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My Daughters Dildo
Being a single father has many challenges, especially when you have a daughter. Nicole’s mom has been out of the picture since right after her first birthday, so it’s been just the two of us for the p...
So, there I was,over at the car park at Kilbirnie Loch,on my knees,wearing my red latex head mask,black pvc mini dress and my favourite black patent knee high lace up boots,oh and my tight short black...
the neighbor guy
I was sitting around the house relaxing and had on my sissy outfit like most of the time. I had on red nylons this time along with red and black garter belt black open cup bra and black 6” high heel s...
A fun night with my GF
Like every Friday night lately me and GF come home from the bar where we had several drinks and chats with some friends of ours. As I close and lock the front door my GF (who's already quite tipsy b...
The blind daddy
He was my first even 5 years laters I still remember how I felt once he move to the neighbor it has been my first year of university in the big montreal city I came here for college then endup attend...
A New Taste Part 7
The day after our epic edging session I had a bounce in my step at work. Harrison messaged me at lunch to say he had badly overslept. He thought his body was trying to replace all that lost essence....
I shall fall right THROUGH the earth! How funny it'll seem, sending presents to one's own feet! And how odd the directions will look! ALICE'S RIGHT FOOT, ESQ. HEARTHRUG, NEAR THE FENDER, (WITH ALICE'S...
Please master, thank you master
So when I got home from work she was already waiting for me. She was in the bed, lights dimmed, candles lit. She was wearing nothing aside from a choker and cuffs on her wrists and ankles. Leaning...
A Milking Farm Hypno Fantasy
I awaken. I feel different. Confused. Not quite sure where I am. As I come to my senses, I realize I am bound. I am lying down with my hands and feet shackled in metal restraints. I try to look around...
Mom wants my opinion
When I came home one night after being out with the guys, Mom and Dad were yelling at each other. Dad slammed the front door on his way out. Mom was crying and I could smell the booze. I was hoping Da...
Chapter One (Written in First Person) I'd lived a comfortable life. As comfortable as one could get considering my mom had died when I was ten. However, I never grew up bitter about it because I...