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Category Archives: Mags Inc
ANITA MANN and CISSY BOYD by Roxanne Stafford
Shalia caught her brother wearing her clothes while their parents were away. Able to get into her things, he even wore bra and panties, as well as her high heels. Marveling as how easy he seemed to be able to walk in her shoes, instead of being upset, Shalia asked him why. Even wanting to know how come he did not have a girlfriend. Mennous did not have an answer. With tears of hopelessness and not of exposure, he simply said that he just wanted to be like his sister. This deeply touched Shalia’s heart and she never felt closer to her sibling as their bond grew to its strongest, without anything sexual being a part of it. At least, not with each other. Continue reading
AVATARS R US by Eleanor Darby Wright
Like an idiot, I went. I was taken in his arms, caressed, brought into his bed with him and impaled on his massive erection that he was so proud of. He had me hold onto it to prevent him coming too quickly as he took me in my tush just as if I was a woman. I gathered in distress, that I had taken him in that fashion, many times before.
Finally, being kissed and fondled all over my body, my breasts on fire and with a definite erection of my own, Armand came inside me. Oh, gods, why me? Why did I have to do what I did? I let him come inside me! Continue reading
SUBTLE AND GENTLE by Monica Graz
He wasn’t a French maid after all – he was a plain ordinary maid and he looked real, that much I could tell at first glance. I didn’t have a man in drag in front of me I had a plain looking woman wearing a traditional old fashioned maid’s uniform. Continue reading
WHAT KIND OF FOOL AM I 2 by Bebe Talons
She sat on the toilet and pulled Dee Dee face down across her lap. Taking the wide backed wooden hair brush from the counter, she started spanking him briskly.
SPLAT! SMACK! SPLAT! SMACK!
She spanked him until her arm was tired and he was sobbing brokenly, his wild kicks, outraged screams and threshing about atop her lap long forgotten. Continue reading
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WHAT KIND OF FOOL AM I by Bebe Talons
Sometime during the first movie (it was a double feature), I put my arm around Double Dee’s shoulders (I forgot for a moment that he wasn’t Dorothy!) and he snuggled against me, his hand resting lightly atop my jean-covered thigh. We watched the movie, I guess, but after, neither of us could remember what it was about! Because shortly after I put my arm around him, we were kissing and petting heavily in the darkness! And I guess Double Dee got carried away with being Miss Annie Oakley because he put his hand right down the front of my pants and began squeezing and stroking my hardness possessively! Continue reading
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