Dylan stood before a mirror, adjusting his bra so his breasts would fit perfectly in the cups. He did a little turn around to have a look on his rear, then he put on a dress and slipped his feet into a pair of high heels. After checking in the mirror for the last time to make sure he looks perfect he grabbed a purse laying on his bed and left the room.
“Ähhh, sorry, aber ich hatte Pommes zu meinem Burger bestellt” rief Dana genervt.
“Congratulations, Ned Knight, you are now Nancy Knockers, courtesy of Jugs International, making hot guys hot porn sluts for years. You won the deluxe slut package, massive boobs, a quadruple sex drive, and you now like men. With you prize, you should have little trouble making money for us,” said the recording on the phone.
My cousin wasn’t amused when I found her dildo while rummaging through her stuff. I started waving it around and taunted her for not being able to get a real guy to stick it in her. Erin told me that a good dildo was just as good as a man sometimes. “How about you find out yourself?”, she offered. I didn’t have time to reply.
After months of planning, my best friend Randy and I got the word from the girls. It was time. We had met the girls at a company party our fathers worked out. Randy’s and my dads were mid level managers on the industrial side of the company, while the girls’ fathers were on the board of directors. The two beautiful girls approached us at the party, introduced themselves as Celine and Lily, and started asking us all kinds of questions. What were our plans after we graduated high school? Did we want to join the company or not? Randy and I were so stunned they were talking to us we just answered their questions. We revealed that I wanted to be a musician, and randy dreamed of one day becoming a world class ballet dancer, much to the disapproval of our fathers, who wanted us to join the company. Upon hearing this, the girls started opening up themselves. They revealed their desire to one day run the company, and their vision for the future of the company. They were ambitious to say the least, but none of that mattered as they knew their fathers would never allow women on the board of directors. Their fathers saw them as their little princesses, there to do nothing but look pretty. The girls took us to another room and explained their plan.
Tad had always wanted to titty fuck Nadia Knockers, the local stripper sensation. When she finally invited him into the VIP room backstage after a lap dance, bending her turquoise painted fingernail as a notion to come on back, he was ecstatic! He was tenting in his pants immediately.
“You must be Carl!” the large man said, “Your room is right down the hall to the left. There is a bathroom attached, I recommend you take a nice bath and relax before we meet for dinner.”
“Thanks,” I said as I walked to the room.
I was traveling and desperately needed a cheap place to stay the night. This man had put an ad on craigslist offering his spare bedroom for rent and, after a quick email, was more than happy to rent it to me for just the night—at a very competitive price too! The room itself was okay. I decided to take her up on her offer and went into the bathroom. It was nice, the bathtub was huge and already filled. I took off my clothes and hopped into the tub, overwhelmed by how nice the water felt on my skin. I could feel every bone and muscle in my body relax as I laid down in the tub.
The sensations I felt in that bathtub were unbearable. My skin was so soft, my hair so long, and my legs so warm. Was I wearing clothes, I wondered. I could feel a slight weight on my legs hugging me, almost like tights, and a much greater weight on my chest, kind of indescribable. A small moan escaped my puffy, glossy lips as I felt a heat build up inside of me. Everything inside of me felt off, but just right at the same time. I was so relaxed, so at peace.
The door swung open, revealing the man.
“Candice?” he said, looking at me with a smirk. I moaned back, lost in heat.
“You’ve got a client in an couple hours Candy, do you think you’ll make it that long?” he asked me.
I threw my body over the edge of the tub and reached for his zipper, revealing his long, hard cock.
“I guess that’s a no.”
Anthony and Kareem didn’t let anything stop them from making cash. A cat will always land on it’s feet, went the old urban legend, and they were proof enough of that, though they weren’t “cats.” At least, not anymore. That witch had made sure of that. They were more like kitties now.
“Oh, look, Kevin! I think my pathetic ex-husband is enjoying herself! I told you that you were a much better lay than he was!” My ex-wife was sitting there, watching her new boyfriend pounding away at my new pussy. It was all so confusing and happening so fast, I hardly knew how I should react. But, oh, damn, this did feel so good!
I’m not saying I was the most fit person, however I wasn’t out of shape if you know what I mean. So I was browsing one of my favorite websites, opentgcaptions.com, and the usual advertisement popped up as soon as I enter the page, however this one caught my eye.