It took a few minutes to reorient myself after waking up the next morning. At first I thought I was inside a girls dress, so surrounded was I by pink and white lace. Then recollection of where I was flooded my memory. I laughed to myself thinking what would happen if my friends saw where
It was the first apartment they moved into. Carrie and Jay were way too excited. After they got all their stuff into the apartment they began to kiss very sexually. Jay’s hands were in over-drive with taking Carrie’s clothes off. Carrie was pulling at his hair and biting and licking his neck. Once Carrie was
We first made contact about three years ago, on one of those dirty dating sites. I was showing my tranny profile, Velvet, at the time, and was being hit on by a bunch of dirty old men, when this “Mariah” person said, “Hi.” I was in a pretty sarcastic mood at the time, and was
His name was SzilagyImi. He replied to my craig’s list ad with a picture of his cock next to a shampoo bottle for comparison. His dick was bigger than the bottle, with a huge mushroom head. I wanted him immediately. I drove to his house, and he let me in. We sat on the sofa
“Would you like to go somewhere and have sex?” That was how my new life started, with a question posed to me and my best friend, Carl, by the two hottest seniors, well, actually graduates now, at the high- school that we would be attending in September as freshmen. We had just gotten out of
Jack let himself in the front door. It had been a long day at the store. He’d noticed Ray’s Porsche in the garage. “Honey, I’m home.” From the kitchen came a sweet “Hi Janice how was your day.” “Pretty rough.” “Well just sit down on the couch and relax. I’ll have dinner ready in jiff.”
Ray Hirsch sat at a desk filling out form after form. It was amazing, the information that an employer required before you could start working at a new job: health insurance forms, Social Security, etc., and etc. He was now filling out a questionnaire on his background which would be used to conduct a security
My name’s David. Like sissy boys, I learned the joys of masturbation at an early age. I couldn’t help what comes natural. But what came after that, well, I’ll let you decide. After about six months of jacking off in my room, I became more brazen. I was almost eighteen when my parents went out
“Timmy, dear” Cassandra said while reading morning paper at the breakfast table, “I have a convention in New Orleans and I’m leaving right after work for the airport, so I’ll have the cabby swing by here and pick up my bags!!!” “I’ve laid out all the clothes I’m going to need, but I want you
A few nights ago I had a very strange, erotic dream. Now remember, I am bisexual. I like being dominated, topped, controlled and desired by older men (I am already 39, so “older” would be 55 and up), but I am sexually attracted to women, to their smooth, curvy bodies. Well, this night I dreamed
Jamie checked the mailbox, pulling the small bundle of letters, magazines, and a couple large envelopes from the box. He heard his sister yell from the upstairs window, “Hey, squirt, get in here!” Jamie sighed. His big sister, Suzie, had always been a bit of a bully, but ever since his mother died last year,
I have always been a cross dresser and enjoyed it. Maybe it was too much at times. I some how let the guys go too far with me. That is a different story. When I got married I put all my special clothes in the basement and lived a normal life. One day I was
This story is written by an adult fantasy. I really had been expecting to be shopping most of the morning, but I got to the mall and miracle of miracles, not only did I find a place to park close in, the mall wasn’t at all as crowded as I had expected. I got in
I have been ‘mildly’ crossdressing for over a year now. I say ‘mildly’ because I am not into full feminization, I just love the feel and look of lace panties when they are hugging a good looking cock, not to mention the taboo. I have taken to wearing stockings too which feel amazing, it’s like
Where does one begin to tell the tale of one afternoon. I have always loved the feel of a pair of silk panties and the knowing that no one knows I am wearing them, even when standing next to them. With a name of Alex it is not something all men wear. I love and