I had to work yesterday, it was Saturday,I had made plans to spend the day being the slutty little whore for the whole day, but work got in the way. I came home felt tried so I soaked in the tub, shaving my legs and puss yass and gurly clit. The weather was bad all day, when I finally decided to Fem... read more
It was the worst day in my life. My girlfriend Ally and I had been quarreling and rowing for several weeks, we were on the verge of breaking up. I just wanted her to be happy. I lived my life for her. I guess I stood no chance to make her smile at me again. We broke up. Ally said everything was chan... read more
This happened about ten years ago and I thought I'd share it with you all for your enjoyment and mine! Like I've said before, although I'm bi-sexual, I don't walk around checking out other guys, nor do I like to be intimate with one. Sure, some might consider taking a cock in the mouth or ass intima... read more
I lick my lips and taste the gorgeous deep red lipstick applied so carefully; I glance at my image reflected in the minicab windows and gaze at the evening revellers as they make their way to the clubs and bars in London’s West End. I am amazed that here I am dressed as a complete slut in an o... read more
Near my home, a red light is the hub of prostitution in the town. Personally, I have no interest in having a prostitute but some of these sluts are nasty and attractive. Among them there was a tall blond green-eyed chick whom I had a special feeling to her. She had such a sex appeal that I could not... read more
This is a work of fiction. * The days after I fucked with Leona I spent alone. She has told me that she was going for shoot in the Bahamas for a week. I was a man who had everything in terms of material comforts, and there was not a girl I couldn't pull in a bar. But I found that I could not s... read more
Well after the drive home I pretty much just sugar coated everything that had happened at the store in order to not beat myself up mentally. But after receiving a blowjob like that and the experience I had wanted more. It was official, curiosity had killed the cat. Hell it ran the cat over because I... read more
There I was lying on my back, on the floor of a cheap adult bookstore. All I was wearing were 5" heels, black thighhighs, and a nipple chain. In one hand, I was jerking my throbbing shaved shaft while I was using my other hand to fuck my ass with a double headed dong. Cum was glistening on my f... read more
"The fuck you want," the girl hissed through her teeth. Well, it's hard to say. For one, this was the one night of the week at the particular club that was tranny night. Unless the lucky woman was either a straight freak or had been exposed to the scene, there weren't too many people wa... read more
“I can’t believe that you don’t like women, my woman said to me. I had just kissed her passionately and slid my hands to cup her firm buttocks, my lips now moving across her throat. I murmured against the sweetness of her neck, “I didn’t say that I don’t like w... read more
My weekend escapade with my first real lover, Jake, convinced me that I was destined to live as a girl, despite having been born a boy. Unfortunately, it was my male persona to whom the University of Minnesota had extended admission and a scholarship, and I wasn’t quite sure how they would rea... read more
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... read more
"En Francais", they say "plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose:" the more things change, the more they stay the same. When Tran and I got back to Minneapolis from our trip to Thailand for our sex change operations, it was every bit as dark, frigid and depressing as it had been... read more
They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two most important factors in our lives. We don't get to choose our genes, so I got stuck with XY chromosomes. And we don't get to choose our natal families, so I got stuck with my mother and father. My father, Edua... read more
I was recently divorced, 39 years of age and living in an apartment in Sydney's inner eastern suburbs not far from the famous red light district of Kings Cross. After two failed marriages, I was footloose and fiance free and as lusty as a rampant bull on speed. I chased after anything wearin... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
Right, if you're reading this, then you are probably already interested in being a good little slave slut. Now I'm going to take you one step further. I'm recruiting slaves now; I don't care if you're a man, woman, cd, tv or shemale, I need you to submit yourself to me. . .now. Here is what yo... read more
"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change. Perhaps Carl's developing... read more
‘My goodness!’ she exclaimed, ‘It appears that you've had an accident, youngster. You'd better come home with me so that we can make you presentable. It's quite safe, 'cos I live in the big house in the woods on the other side of the hill behind the toilets. Come along, now,’... read more
"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's d... read more
