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That morning, I have an appointment with a man I have already met, very nice but always in a hurry. By mutual agreement, the appointment is in a small parking lot at the port of Saint Vincent, normally very little frequented. Indeed, when I park, no one is in sight. At the agreed time, he arrives and quickly joins me in the back of my vehicle. No manners, no useless blah blah: immediately after sitting down, he pulls down his pants and his beautiful cock already appears slightly hard. Just as see the rest

Jean savors my attentions without holding back the moans of well-being that emanate from his mouth. My tongue insists on the level of his rosette which relaxes more and more, to the point that by strongly tensing my lingual muscle like an arrow, I now manage to pierce this opening towards pleasure. I turn my tongue in his first sphincter and tear from him the yelps of an unfazed virgin. It is at this moment that I feel that someone is interested in my bottom: Jacques and Jules lick my ass together. see the rest

Jules is organising a holiday in the sun for us. He promises me an unforgettable adventure without telling me the slightest detail. I can guess from his packing instructions that the destination is not skiing in the mountains but rather heat and white sand beaches. Before leaving, he doesn't forget to check my suitcase and recommends that I add a large blindfold to sleep better on the plane and in the hotel room if it's not pitch black. He also tells me to add more condoms and more lubricant! I guess see the rest

At that time I was a transvestite With this gloomy weather and the lack of available friends, I decide to go to a sex shop near the station, rather trendy "gay". As always the hardest part is finding a place to park not too far away. Under my half-open parka, I only wear a denim miniskirt, a bra, a very light transparent top and fishnet stockings. High heels and my blond wig complete my outfit. During this short trip only one man observes me and even follows me to the entrance of the sex shop see the rest

2005. My pretty wife blossomed over the course of our meetings which always went very well, we had a lot of fun having these threesomes with “courteous” men and she thus fully lived her fantasies of a woman who was both docile and venal. Her feminine conscience (or unconsciousness) made her feel better in the skin of a whore to meet our partners. Before our compromise (read story n.3) we always had to convince her to go out libertine (it was frankly boring to have to always make the same speech see the rest

I have been walking for a good twenty minutes and I arrive at Julien's house. I ring the doorbell, my heart is pounding. Someone comes to open the door, it is not Julien but a man in his fifties. I ask hesitantly if Julien is there. The man looks me up and down and asks me in a slightly dry tone who I am. I tell him that I am a friend of Julien and that I take driving lessons with him. He waits a few more seconds, staring at me, and calls his son. I hear him arrive, he goes down a flight of stairs see the rest

At that time, there were no cell phones. To contact each other, we used our parents' landline. A few days after my 3rd driving session, the phone rang, I picked up, it was Marc from the driving school who called me to tell me that a student had withdrawn and that if I wanted I could take a 4th driving lesson. Without hesitation I accepted, Marc asked me to get ready, because he was picking me up in a quarter of an hour. I hung up, quickly went back up to my room, grabbed some clothes and went to see the rest

I warmly thank my loyal readers for their glowing ratings. I don't think I have an oversized ego, but I regret that a certain reader likes to systematically give me a 0. I am quite able to understand that my stories don't excite everyone. I understand a 4 or a 3, or even a two... but why give a lower rating for a story that no one is forcing you to read. Best wishes. We arrived a few minutes later at Daoud's. The characteristic roar of the sidecar echoed through the douar as we stopped in front of see the rest

At that time I was still a transvestite I am now well known: a big slut who attracts guys who want to empty themselves without blah blah. And today a young man just wants to empty his balls. After a long conversation; indeed the meeting place is quite far away and I don't like it too much, especially if I don't know the male who wants to take care of me. This one wants to empty himself on a slut of a transvestite. (I still have, at that time, my whore clothes) Finally I accept and at the beginning see the rest

And yes, it's already the end of the summer when I have to pack my bags and during which I say "goodbye" to my summer rascals until next year. And this year, I had a wonderful encounter, a man well made in his body and in his head, which is sometimes rare. There is not only sex in life! I had even dared to have with him, a threesome with one of my rascals from Toulouse. And I had not been disappointed. But I was sad to leave him, so much had I lived strong moments with him. And this time, I had planned see the rest