28.11.2025

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Dave & Joanne sat together nervously, looking around the reception area and trying not to look as nervous as they felt. Another couple, Lillian and Steve was seated on another couch doing pretty much the same. They knew they were in for some extraordinary sex, after all what else was a private sex club for?
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27.11.2025

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I have been enjoying women's clothing for about 10 years. I am now 45 and still get excited with the feel of silk against my skin. I am married but when I am alone, I dress as a woman. I have a complete wardrobe which I have hidden in my attic. I have gotten very good at putting on makeup and though I would not pass as a woman, I don't look that bad.
Recently I have had a strong urge to be dressed with another man. I have been communicating with another man on the internet and have had some very open and hot discussions.
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26.11.2025

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I looked down at a bespectacled Asian cutie as she undid another button in her blouse. I had my mind on her cleavage as I lifted my bag into the plane's overhead compartment. A half second later I realized my mistake. It didn't fit and I was trapped supporting the heavy weight. Smiling sweetly, she wasted no time taking advantage of my vulnerability. She gently undid my zipper, reached inside to fondle my balls and pulled out my semi-hard member.
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25.11.2025

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Prologue
By mid July, I was really depressed. It had been just over year since since I moved to Greenwich Village, leaving my small town and virginity behind. Freshman year of college was uneventful because I only went to class, I didn't really socialize with any of the classmates. All of my free time was spent with Rob. We'd shop, dine out, go to the movies or a show and make love incessantly. We spent a week in Key West over spring break. My wardrobe had been transformed, as had my body.
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24.11.2025

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This story is a continuation of 'First sheer nylon fun' and it takes place in the London suburbs during the late sixties. In that story I befriended a lady called Clare who helped me explore and enjoy my sheer nylon and harem costume fetishes. She borrowed a couple of theatre-quality harem costumes from a professional wardrobe and we had an afternoon of slippery nylon fun.
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23.11.2025

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Lauren greeted me barefoot at the porch door dressed in a denim mini-skirt and a white cotton T-shirt. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Her shirt clung to her breasts revealing a perfect roundness and the stark definition of partially erect nipples. They were larger than normal, for she had a four-month-old child and she was still breastfeeding.
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22.11.2025

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Part 1: Christie at the Gas Station
"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow!" said Christie Wilkins as she left her friends in the high school parking lot. She drove her small, hand-me-down, gremlin-like car toward the exit to the parking lot, stopping at the stop sign at the intersection.
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21.11.2025

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“You and a guest are cordially invited to attend a formal dinner party at the estate of Charles W. Meeks”
Sara Miller could not believe that she had been invited to Mr. Meeks dinner party. She had been a receptionist for McCracken and Meeks for almost five years, but this was the first party that she had been invited to. She thought about who to bring and what to wear. She decided to call Cathy Collins, her oldest and dearest friend. Cathy was overjoyed at the thought of going to a formal dinner party.
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20.11.2025

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A couple of years ago, I took my wife and our two youngsters on a camping holiday to France. There we met up with a family who we’d met the year previously on a similar holiday and had booked to be at the same campsite together. The parents were older than my wife and I and had three kids, Rob 11, Emma 13 and Laura who had just turned 18.
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19.11.2025

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Amanda bit her lip and tried to stifle the sharp hiss of her breath, as she felt the cramp knotting her belly. It seemed worse than usual this month and it was all she could do to hold back the groan of pain. Desperately, she looked up at the clock on her office wall. The hands pointed to half past two, another hour and a half before she could finish for the day.
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