Je savais. En regardant en arrière maintenant, je me rends compte que j'ai toujours su. Je n'ai jamais rien fait à ce sujet, jusqu'à ce que je sois prêt mentalement, émotionnellement et physiquement. Je suis né Matthew J. Smith au milieu des années 70 en Amérique centrale aux États-Unis. J'ai grandi... read more
It was the very first night of my month long North Carolina July summer vacation stay when my Aunt Meg suddenly entered the bedroom that I was temporarily sharing with my younger cousin Rudy. Being so openly effeminine in his body language,voice and looks, I had already planted such dirty thoughts ... read more
It was while cutting across his back trailer park lawn around 7pm on misty July Saturday evening, when I first discovered that Mr. Parker was really a fag. How else could you describe a man wearing a long blonde wig on his head while below he wore only a large somehow stuffed pink lacey woman's bra ... read more
C'était mardi soir, ce qui signifiait que Lena se préparait pour son cours d'aérobic. Bien qu'elle ne travaillait pas, elle était certainement occupée à construire et à maintenir une vie sociale et à faire en général les choses qu'elle voulait. Il n'y avait pas un jour où Lena n'avait pas fait qu... read more
Jaime n'avait jamais eu beaucoup de chance avec les filles du lycée. C'était venu et reparti, et maintenant il en profitait un l'été dernier avant de partir à l'université avec sa virginité intacte. Ce n'était pas vraiment sa faute, il n'était pas un crétin ou un crétin, c'est juste que la vie et la... read more
Le rêve est mort. L'écriture était ma passion, mais cela n'a jamais servi à rien. La réalité a une mauvaise façon de vous rattraper, déchiquetant vos désirs dans son sillage. Ce cycle d'épargne et de vie de ces économies s'est progressivement révélé intenable et maintenant, à ving... read more
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... read more
The insistent ringing of the phone broke my concentration and with great annoyance, I climbed off the bed and picked up the receiver. "Hey little brother!" My sister's sparkling voice filled my ear. "Di, Is that you?" I exclaimed happily "Got any more sisters I don'... read more
Malcolm was a middle manager in a small business in a large city. Malcolm led a pretty boring life; he in his forties, single, devoted to his work, he liked to keep himself fit, all of his family lived interstate except for his older sister who lived nearby, and he led a quiet social life. Malcolm h... read more
The sex was torrid and went all night. I worshipped every inch of her magnificent body with my lips, tongue, fingertips. She did the same to me. I took her from behind, entered her doggy-style. I fucked her pussy with long, languid strokes even as I was stroking her meaty clitty with one hand. I wil... read more
Part 4 Out alone I wanted something which would let me wear my black 4 inch leather stilettos with ankle straps, really sexy shoes, my very first pair of TV heels. I opened the wardrobe to get them out, then started choosing; black seamed stockings; a black thong; my waist cincher bustier; my sho... read more
'You want to get tips,' I explained to Marek, our Polish cleaner, 'You should be more a maid more like her.' Across the street was a girl of about 19, dressed in a fancy dress French maid's costume stumbling home, presumably from a party the night before. She was dressed in a tiny black dress, l... read more
I had been to this particular establishment before. I knew very well what they did and the women here were nearly all abducted. I knew that. What had brought me here today or rather on this night, was the loss of my slave. I had sold her when I got bored with her. I had a particular taste in women t... read more
The weekend A story inspired by the very sweet and sexy samantha satine and my beautiful wife Part 1 - The preparation samantha packed her suitcase with her usual attention to detail, makeup, lingerie, wigs, but no dresses. Her head was confused by this, Master D had given her instructions... read more
New Game Alan tossed his game controller, then reclined on the bed and sighed. “I’m bored.” He nodded in agreement. “So am I.” He wasn’t, but wanted to see where the declaration could lead. “We need to do something new.” He felt his breathing increase, wondering if this was the moment he could... read more
As this is a continuation of the story from my last post, i will very quickly just mention the time and event that triggered this downward spiral into my sissyhood. It was in the middle of college, totally moved on from my previous escapades that i brushed off at the time as "experimentation&... read more
My wife, Denise, and I have been happily married for over 10 years. Over the years, we have enjoyed a vibrant and adventurous sex life. As we've grown in our marriage, we have become very open and honest about our sexual fantasies and desires. Through the years, we have come to realize that my w... read more
For as long as I can remember I've been obsessed with my mother's legs. My very first wank was brought on by the sight of her curvaceous stockinged legs in high heels. She also liked to wear knee high black leather boots which would send me into a frenzy. I once saw walked past her room while she wa... read more
That feeling was back again, I could feel it sweeping across me, engulfing and flooding all of my mind body and soul. It wasn't like last time, that was curiosity, this was something more, something deeper, more profound and tantalizing. My heart thundered, body quaked, for a moment I resisted the u... read more
I'd ridden that ride a thousand times.... But I just kept getting back into that huge queue line. I was at the local theme park riding the newest addition to the ragtag assembly of attractions, the Master Exploder. It was the craziest coaster I'd ever dared step my foot into. Everyone else loved ... read more
