It was one of those soft southern nights you hear about in movies and old soft rock songs. I could smell the long leaf pines and the moon was nearly full. I had been on my own for so long that it rarely bothered me as it did in my youth. That lonely feeling that never quite goes away. Now it came on... read more
I think that if you could get honest answers, a lot of heterosexual guys would probably admit to having had at least a passing desire to be a girl. If they were honest, they would probably admit they thought of it "when I first noticed a girl's breasts" or "when I first felt a girl or... read more
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... 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
Just Staying a bit By FoxyHosed “Don't mention it. Now let me start on the pasta with meatballs!” She stood up from her chair “And besides, it will be nice to have someone to eat with, for a change!” She went to the kitchen to start dinner. “Make yourself feel at home!” I watched some TV ... read more
As I stood on the corner of the street I was woozy. The heat from the day and how I just got fucked in public was running thru my mind. I tried to walk home quickly; my ass was a bit sore but it was not hurting. I could feel something dripping down my leg. I told myself it was sweat but I knew i... read more
As those of you who have read my stories know, I love pantyhose. I'm also quite heterosexual in that I'm extremely turned on by femininity; thus the pantyhose fetish. I have no desire to "be" a female as I love my big penis and I love the way it feels in pantyhose. I also love shooting spe... read more
“Your first mistake was stealing hundreds of thousands of dollars from me. Your second mistake was thinking you could get away with it.” As I stood trembling before his desk, Mr. Atwater regarded me as if I were a bug on the windshield of his Lexus. “Do you have anything to say for... read more
I gently rolled the pantyhose on my legs, marveling at the exhilarating feeling that they gave me. My imagination soared as I contemplated the humiliation of being caught wearing them in public and I felt my cock begin to stir in its nylon prison. My face slowly flushing in absolute pleasure, nothin... read more
One night when I was around 30 or so I was watching some porn, nothing unusual for a guy like me, aka a sex addict. Sex addiction is great if you’re Tiger Woods and swimming in poon, but for guys like me - regular, awkward, slightly handsome in a very boyish way, weirdos — it’s not that fun. We... read more
I Love To Love You Baby By Sabrina G. Langton Author's note: I have published this story on two other sites. I always said it was slightly aurobiographical, but reading it back it is a pretty accurate account of my summer of '88. There are only 3 things that I changed. 2 are itsy bitsy tiny deta... 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
Well, you may remember the satisfaction I felt at the end of my first encounter with Lana. I had not really expected to find a CD with whom I felt so comfortable. Usually, I had left my experiences with some discomfort about the surroundings or the person I had been with. Not in this case, she was... read more
She turned back to Dainie, and spoke to her like a proud parent. "Dainie, honey, I am so proud of you! I'm so sorry I had to speak harshly to you earlier, but you do know that you deserved that, don't you?" Dainie nodded yes. "And don't you feel so much better, now?" Dainie shyly... read more
It had been a long day of working. From a morning script writing session for our version of the Survivor reality show to the afternoon in makeup and then shooting the pajama party skit, I had certainly earned my keep. As I sat in the dressing room, May Cheung came over to give me a hand. Dress... read more
Don’t you hate commercial air travel? No matter how many drugs I take, when they wear off, I’m disoriented, my legs are twitchy, and there are still three hours (or whatever) to go. Not enough time to take the last of the Sonata I had borrowed from Mom’s medicine cabinet before tou... read more
My girlfriend Gloria and I had just moved into an apartment together, having gone out for six months or so, before making the committment. We moved in furniture from each of our apartments, after deciding what would go best in the new place. With the exception of a television, we really had everythi... read more
Now Rose upped her sincerity level. "I want that kind of friendship with you, Joan! I believe we are kindred spirits. If two manipulative bitches like us CAN be friends, I think we should be. I did this little scenario today as a show of skill, inclination, and sincerity. Could I do to other me... read more
The horrible memory of my crackhouse ordeal faded much as the lurid surgical site on my abdomen faded to a faint pink smile at my bikini line. I went off the AIDS cocktail after one awful month of constant nausea, and was pronounced antibody-free. My surgeons pronounced me healed and recovered. Natu... read more
Ich hatte mich entschlossen bei den letzten schönen Tagen des Sommers in den Wald zu fahren um dort ein Shooting mit meinen neuen Strumpfhosen zu machen. Guter Dinge fuhr ich zu einer mir bekannten Stelle in unserem schönen bayrischen Wald. Ich fuhr einen kleinen – offensichtlich ungenutzten – Waldw... read more
