I was just a girl cruising the tinder for her master. Well I wasn’t a girl at all; I was a guy in drag… I advertised on the Internet as a novice TV looking for a master. I got much more than I ever bargained for. I have been cross-dressing since puberty. My friends and
Marilee’s fists tightened in despair as she sat at her secretarial desk and listened to the muffled moans emanating from the office of her boss, JC Wyatt. JC was one of the youngest and most famous casting agents in Hollywood and was the most blatant offender of the “casting couch” which degraded women. The young
It was to be a long session. Mistress called me from work and told me to be ready to be well used. It had been a difficult day and she would be taking out her frustrations on me! Once the chores were finished I went up to her bedroom to prepare. First I loaded the
The best thing about living by yourself in the suburbs of a city, is that you have all the varied amenities of a city, with plenty of quiet roads, dark alleys, and gardens to melt into which serve my sexual leanings very well! If I explain to you a little about myself and exactly what
As I lazily drove along in the evening’s dim light and looked down at the hem of my black PVC mini-skirt, I saw that as I passed under the orange glow of the street-lights, the knob-end of my semi-hard cock, my black suspenders and my stocking-tops were plainly visible between my nylon-clad thighs! I seldom
The cooling effect of autumn made it’s presence known to me as I leant back against the tiles of the toilet with my shoulders and slowly wanked my rigid cock ‘ my lightweight raincoat hanging loosely at my sides. Having been a confirmed tranny for the last fifteen years or so, I was in one
I went shopping and met a check out “girl” that was very attractive. She had long blonde hair, a deep voice, was very tall and was wearing a low cut blouse that showed off the cleavage of her ample breast. I asked when she got off and if she had plans for the evening. She
I could tell he was anxious. Informing him about the Halloween party raised a lot of questions on his end which I skillfully either ignored or diverted. I had not been mean right from the start, but I clearly told him he had 3 chances to come up with a suitable Halloween outfit idea. If
There she was. “Come in Brenda!” Glen Simmons absently shouted. Brenda Porter, the freshman girl who had freaked out at her bus stop shyly entered the room. Glen wondered why he didn’t remember her from the junior high school, then remembered this was the transfer student who had just started at Bentson High. He pointed
Though I will be 16 years old am still little in body type, but then again big in other areas for being a boy, my jelly Bubble Butt, (BB), evil smile, just the way I like it, am such a sissy bitch, hehehe, on the day of my 16th. Birthday something strange happen that I
I had been at college for almost three weeks when the events I am writing about took place. My name is Karl. I’ve always considered myself a pretty normal guy. I played football in high school, dated a cheerleader, and usually got decent grades in my classes. Alright, enough about me… let me tell you