Dear Diary. At the behalf of my lover Bjarne alias Cigar54, I will ease the curtain of my bodouir and invite the curious reader inside to a little piquant seance that we had together during his recent visit over here. Bjarnes visites always begins with kissing deeply, while my hands find the way to... 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 vingt-cinq ans, j'ai... 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
Jaime n'avait jamais eu beaucoup de chance avec les filles au lycée. C'était venu et reparti, et maintenant il profitait d'un dernier été avant de partir à l'université avec sa virginité intacte. Ce n'était pas vraiment sa faute, il n'était pas un salaud ou un douchebag, c... 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
Ich und der Kommissar, nach einer Vergewaltigung wollte ich mein Erlebnis einem Polizei Kommissar schildern. Wir saßen im Wohnzimmer auf meiner Couch, er sagte zu mir ich solle ihm meiner Erlebnis schildern, er merkte das ich etwas gehemmt und schüchtern war, er bot sich auch als Statist an, er sag... read more
J'ai regardé les pieds de ma mère se frotter lentement les uns contre les autres, les nylons de ses collants produisant ce son distinct et délicieux pour lequel j'étais si faible. *Suisse* Un pied posé sur l'autre, bougeant doucement et lentement, se caressant dans un mouvement hyp... read more
I've been living with Janet for ten years now and for the first eight all was well. But over the last two years things have changed completely, and not for the better. I started looking at various sites over the years, you know the type, and I concentrated on cross-dressing and transvestite sites. B... read more
I was thrilled when my boss told me he was sending me to San Francisco for a conference. It was a location on my "Top 10 places I wanted to go". I went online and Googled the major attractions and tourist "must sees in San Francisco. The conference was Wednesday to Friday and I figure... read more
Chapter 18 A Life Changing Decision Sunday morning was not much different than the day before for Josie. He woke-up on the floor outside Mistress Sarah's bedroom, dressed in a silk night-gown and his cock was hard and aroused when he awoke. Just like Saturday morning, he crawled into the bedroom.... read more
I just got into town and spent the whole day moving in and cleaning my new apartment. I didn't have much furniture but the place needed a lot of cleaning. I saw their was a bar a few blocks away from my apartment and decided to go out for something to eat. It was around five o'clock when I walk... read more
Chapter One It was a Friday afternoon that seemed of little consequence. I got up, shaved, cleaned and pampered my body. After my underwear was in place I wore my usual boots, boot socks, jeans and a plaid shirt. The bar at Fulton Street was busy that afternoon when I arrived about 2:00 and every... read more
Chapter 11 Discovering the Girl in Him For the first time since he arrived at Mistress Sarah's house, Josie was left alone in silence. His cock was still throbbing from all the attention from the girls. It continued to throb as he thought about his exciting assignments for the night. He picked up... read more
I don't know how long I was under...days, weeks...who knows, maybe even months. Reality blurred with nightmares as I felt my flesh being cut into by cold scalpels and stuck with needles, filling me with horribly persuasive dreams of a beautiful new body. I tried to imagine myself as a man, just to s... read more
The formidable weapon of women, After five years of marriage, my desire for my wife having greatly diminished, she decided to take control of my sexuality. A female association transformed her in a few months into a perfect dominatrix both physically and cerebrally. Every night before bed, sh... read more
Denise lay in the trunk of the car, her legs tied together with rubber straps waiting patiently to see what would become of her. She had long since relinquished all control over her own life and knowing that she was just useless sissy-slut made it easy to accept that whatever was done to her was pro... read more
Part 9 -- The Final Part Chapter 23 Leaving Work Josie's last week at work and concluding week of his normal life went quick. At work he spent time getting things in order for the next unlucky person to take over his job. Mentally he was already checked out of work. All he cared about was gett... read more
Jim had known growing up that he enjoyed bi-sexuality. But he had never found a man attractive the way women were to him. For example, he never found himself wanting to kiss a man, but he liked holding a hard cock as much as he enjoyed touching a wet pussy. He really enjoyed sucking a dick as much a... read more
I suppose at some level I knew it would happen. Or at least I should have. After nearly a month of servicing Jeff's cock and fucking myself silly on my dildo lover things took a turn. I came home from work a little early on a day Laura was off as well. When I got home she was out, but as soon ... read more
I should have been honest. I mean I should have known that lies have short legs and now they had caught up with me. The worst was I had not only lost my place in my bed but had also lost my place with my wife. Somebody else occupied these places now. Let me tell you how everything went. More ... read more
