Marcia was painfully nervous. She hadn't been able to eat very much in days. The upside was she was even skinnier which would make Mistress and her husband very happy. She'd always been thin and on the diet Mistress Carol had her on she was already thinner than she dreamed possible. Her anxious stom... read more
As a student at college I wanted a bicycle for Christmas. I hadn't past my driving test and even if I had, I couldn't afford to run one with my Saturday job wages. My parents didn't have much money so I didn't ask for an expensive model by name, anything would do. I didn't think they could go far wr... read more
The Greatest Liar, Exposure, Disclosure © Alexandra Rios 2019 Author’s Note: This is a continuation of the narrative which commenced with “My Awkward Phase”, which I posted here previously. Readers may wish to read that before continuing, although I have written them to stand alone. Natives s... read more
The first time I ever sucked a dick was when I was around 12 years old. I was at a sleep over with a friend. We were camped out in his backyard in a tent and he started things out tentatively by asking about my luck with the ladies, which was non-existent. Then he suggested that since neither of us ... read more
I had a dream the other night. I was getting out of work, and was walking home. I walked by a bar with only a couple people inside. It looked nice and quiet where I could have a drink and unwind. I walked in and ordered a mixed drink. Half way through it I saw a young girl looking my way. I c... read more
There is a shy knock on your door. You open it, wondering who it can be. A stranger hands you the end of a dog chain, you can see that it leads to a red strap round his neck. "I'm Jennifer, Sir" he whispers, softly & huskily. It becomes clear now - you remember the conversation on the... read more
Morgan Ashley était une très jolie dame, pas une star de cinéma glamour, mais bien plus jolie que tout ce que son mari mauviette Robin attirerait normalement. À peine sortie de la douche, elle portait un peignoir en velours côtelé rouge et ses longs cheveux roux étaient enveloppés dans une serviette... read more
C'était vendredi, le réveil a sonné ; ma femme a tendu la main et l'a éteint en se levant pour se préparer au travail. J'étais infirmier et j'avais un week-end de trois jours comme d'habitude ; et comme d'habitude, je me suis levé et j'ai préparé le petit déjeuner qui consistait à griller les bag... read more
They say if you are going on a journey of revenge, to dig 2 graves, one for your enemy and one for yourself. I thought I understood the meaning of that saying, but never so much as right now. My name is Dan, and at the age of 21, I had been working for nearly 2 years as a production manager for ... read more
Last weekend, I had just taken a shower and was getting ready to go out for the evening. It was a bit early, so I decided to lie down and get some rest. Thoughts of what I saw on the internet a few hours earlier went through my mind and, in hindsight, never realized how much a simple mouse click wou... read more
It had been eleven months since that day when I arrived at Honey and Frank's house. It was about 1am at night as I stood in a quiet street waiting for Frank to pick me up. I had just finished with my last client for the night a good blowjob with him ending up cumming on my face. I was touching up my... 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
=-=-Chapter Six-=-= I woke up sometime later and I was feeling better, even a little hungry actually, and I wanted a shower and I needed to pee and...I cocked my head as I heard the unmistakable sounds of Mistress Stacy's bed moving. She had a large one, king sized, with old springs or somethi... read more
Some years back when I was younger and occasionally crossdressed, I was staying in a motel out of state. My room was on the second floor and had a full floor to ceiling window overlooking the parking lot. I was dolled up very sexy, and drinking wine. It was early evening but already dark. I noticed ... read more
In '91' during my senior year of high school my folks split up. The whole thing was a mess, with me being sent off to relatives while my mom took my younger siblings to the gulf coast to stay with her parents. They sold the house and Dad moved to be with his new future 'ex-wife' outside of Dallas. ... read more
thx, get rid of some work, but the pensum will rise again, meetings awaiting ... business as usual. But never mind, I will find some time to play with my sissy slave... thats me lacey Seeing you standing there like this ... I got a new idea. It might bring you up a bit to be ordered to go d... read more
A Win-Win By Sabrina G. Langton *** Author's Note: Hi, just a quick, crazy story about a wife actively participating in her CrossDresser husbands sex life. Just a bit of fluff, hope YOU like it.) *** We were laying in bed, sex was done, my wife could now relax for the rest of the month ... 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 eve... read more
I received an email from Lisa a few days later. She again told me how gorgeous I was and how hard she came when Christie and her fucked me. She then wrote that Christie would be over the following Friday at 5pm to get me ready and then take me to the hotel for the bachelor party. I rushed home fr... read more
I've been Collette's lover for four years now and this gorgeous, incredibly kinky woman still continues to amaze me. Our sex life would be unimaginable to most people, even those who live lives embracing BDSM and other fetishes, and it's Collette who makes it happen. Of course everything is a trade ... read more
