I had very few memories of my early childhood. The ones I did have were anything but pleasant. I did remember my mother and her blind hatred of my father and myself. She was very tall blonde woman with cold blue eyes named Monica. My mother always dressed in the most expensive leathers and satins in... read more
Chapter 7 I am guessing it was just over an hour until I heard the door open. It was her again, Miss Sindy Satin my auntie. This time she was wearing just an under bust white satin corset, long boots in satin exactly like mine but in white and her long, white bridal satin gloves and a the ribbon ... read more
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... read more
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... read more
It's now been one year since mother passed away. I still miss her terribly and think of her each day. I also feel ashamed at times when I just wish she were still here to protect me from father and to intervene. His hate for me seems to grow each day and he told me the day I turn eighteen I will be ... read more
The lights of the city obscured the supposedly brilliant starlight in the night sky, leaving only dim and scattered scattered stars adorning the gloomy night sky half-covered by dark clouds, and the crescent-like crescent moon guarding it in the distance makes the night seem less empty Lonely. Mayb... read more
"I know," my wife Casey said softly as her hands caressed my naked body beneath the covers of our king sized bed. "You know what?" I asked. I didn't know what game we were playing but I was ready to fuck. "I know what you look at on the computer and what you fantasize ... read more
In The Erotic Eye and the Erotic Senses, Stefan Beyst observes that various gestures and poses have been designed to display parts of the body that would remain otherwise unseen. Erotic art is a striptease, he points out, in which, sometimes, nudity is revealed to oneself, as in a mirror. Whereas, a... read more
In my teen years I was often told that I was quite feminine.The high school punks always told me that I filled out the back of my jeans in a girly way. After taking a shower one day I did notice that they were right, I had a nice white bubble butt. Not to mention that my lips were also quite girly. ... read more
I'm a white blonde bubble butt Tgirl living in Las Vegas and sometimes I go out and cruise the truck stops on I15 down south to I10. I do it at night and sometimes for a whole weekend in my mini van which has darkened windows. I love to get out of my mini van and walk around the back parking row at ... read more
*Author's Note: This story starts off being told in First person and after awhile the story shifts to third person* Hello everyone, my name is Claudia I am a Cross dresser who one day hopes to be transgendered, although I do not want the surgery, I am looking to eventually live my life full... read more
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Alessia Hung Mature MILF travels to visit a Big Dicked Man and his Sexy Household If you like Transexuals, big cocks, bondage, BBWs, big clits, deep throat, fisting, 69, ass fucking, sounding, piercing, cum swallowing and big loads this story is for you. If not don't bother reading. If you fav... read more
Angelo was still working on Shayna's blonde wig. He fussed with it, combed it, and teased it. Angelo knew a romantic style was very important to Sir Dominique. Shayna was escorted to a tremendous makeup table. Saki placed a headband on her that stretched her scalp and raised her non-existent eyeb... read more
It's morning already and I wish I could just sleep but Maria has a client coming in at 10:00AM and Jasmine is here already to wake me up. Jas is great and has a huge cup of French Vanilla Coffee for me. "Wake up Barbie, Maria will need the lounge to dress and get ready for her session".... read more
I have been a porn aficionado since I was a teenager. My first dabblings were with Hustler magazine and a *very* hardcore mini-novel called “Her Busted Asshole,” which told the raunchy story of Ginny Cummings’ sexual coming of age. In addition to the very graphic story, it had full color glossy p... read more
Chapter 1 I’ve decided, since you’ve told me you want to be a little dirty tart, that I should punish you by being a cuckold, someone who’s wife is unfaithful. We will begin by transforming you into Maria, we will apply your make up and dress you in white silk underwear, a nice ... read more
I'm at a bar, it must've been a weeknight because it was sparsely crowded. I'm having a few drinks (more than a few but), there is music playing, people are kinda dancing. This beautiful blonde about maybe 5'7'' comes in all alone. Sexy little thing with big dick sucking lips, huge breasts squashed ... read more
Tracy drove the black SUV with her friend Miss K in the passenger side, both of them struggling not to be bored to sleep with the monotonous countryside I-64, the scenery broken up only by the occasional road sign or truck stop. The Madonna CD thumping in the stereo helped matters though, the t... read more
It was back to school time and I was back in the boarding house with James. We hadn’t seen each other all summer and were eager to relight the fire. But it was going to be hard. While we shared a dorm together, it would be hard maintaining the privacy. We had both packed items from my secondary ward... read more
