Tyler was as nervous as anyone could be. Hazel eyes darted for the door as silky black stockings slid up smooth white legs to meet garter straps attached near lacy white panties. Next came the bra, straps catching on skin slightly sticky with perspiration. Heart pounding as the black pencil skirt gl... 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
zNote: This story evolves around a "shemale" so there is some bi-sexuality in the telling of this tale. If that's not your cup of tea, then please, don't bother reading it. Thank you. Amsterdam My wife and I had flown over from the states to visit with her parents who lived there. I ... read more
The forest was dense, thick branches hid the way ahead forcing the four women to push through gaps that weren't really there as the foliage scraped and scratched them, making life very uncomfortable. "This can't be the way, there's something wrong" said Minerva from behind the leader, Cara... read more
I was quivering and shimmying with excitement dressed in my wife Doreen's black satin 36DD long-line brassiere with a pair of heavy silicone false titties wobbling inside the cups; her gorgeous deep six strap waist clinching suspender belt and flimsy see through panties that I'd bought for her; or r... read more
Angel Jones's Christmas sex affair with Dennis McGowan had been extremely enjoyable, but strictly a one-time thing. Although tempted to stay in London, in hopes of enjoying more of the lovely T-girl's charms, he had previously taken on commitments that had to be met, and he left London in order to m... read more
It was two years since Carl had taken me in the cellar of that bar. Paulie and I had moved to a large apartment courtesy of an unexpected inheritance from his father. I should really say "her" father, we had started using feminine pro-nouns for each other somewhere along the line, no one could reme... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (Michele continues to be used by prison inmates.) From Part V Harry leant over me and kissed me full on the lips. "That was worth every penny; you are one hot nurse," he laughed. Harry grabbed a handful of my clean white skirt and wiped his cock on it. The silver... read more
Doctor Carter surveyed the gathering of ladies before him. Something wasn't quite right, but he just couldn't put his finger on what it was. He had been invited to speak on Female Reproductive Health but the women were neither the charity driven older matrons or eager young housewives that he exp... read more
Chapter 1 A meeting you can't refuse The sun is shining brightly, but the ground is still damp from the morning's rain and the air is very cold. It's lunch time and you quickly walk across the College car park to the sports pavilion. Becky your sweet heart has told you to meet her and she's been ... read more
Michele drove carefully through the cold wet dark streets. She was not used to using the accelerator and brake pedals of her compact sedan in high heels and she was debating whether to pull over and unbuckle the strap of the high heel on her right foot and kick it off. She didn't want to bring atten... read more
Fran had spent a restless evening in her hotel room, flicking through the channels on the television, finishing the large glass of red that room service had brought her and writing up the actions from the client meeting earlier that day. Now she was bored. It didn't help that the hotel her manager h... read more
