Let me begin by telling you a little about myself. My name is Chelsea, I am a 24 y/o transexual, and I abso-fucking-lutely LOVE sex. Cock, cum, the works. The majority of this and the stories to cum are actual facts and events from my life. I have always had a feminine body, even before my transitio... read more
Every one who saw me at work used to think I was Mr. Clean, Mr. Respectable. I work in advertising and I used to model my appearance on the sort of guys you find between the pages of GQ. Very American, very preppy. I was a nice middle-class boy with a nice expensive haircut and a nice expensive suit... read more
The young black youth aged eighteen was lying on the bed while I mounted him for the third time that day. I used his cock and muscular body shamefully to bring myself off with no thought for his pleasure. Kenny was my toy boy, an aircraftsman from the base my husband commanded when he wasn't away on... read more
This time, however, his fight against the Cincinnati Hellmouth was more personal. This time, it wasn't about loyalty; it wasn't about saving the world. It was about vengeance. It was about Anya. Although Xander hadn't seen Anya's death himself, Andrew Wells, who'd been with her at the time she'd ... read more
Miss K and Tracy walked through the park by the Gateway Arch, content to spend a nice spring day enjoying the outdoors instead of another piece of flesh. Tracy had one a pair of short, tight daisy dukes with a light pink crop top that showed off her tight stomach and nice legs. Miss K herself... read more
I was tied up bent over. My wife liked to do this to me before she fcuked me with a dildo. I could not figure out why she left, but I heard voices. My wife walked in naked and said, "Iam going to fuck like you have always wanted. Meet the fuckers." I saw two guys from my wife's work. They ... read more
When the old gray mare ain't what she used to be, painting the barn is more of a challenge than it was when milady was just a silly filly, but, at any age, putting on one's face isn't a simple matter, which is why this article is necessary. It may be hard to believe, but there's more to a woman t... read more
=-=-Chapter One-=-= "Heather?" My boyfriend was knocking on the bathroom door. "What's wrong, are you okay? Heather?" "Yeah..." I swallowed thickly and that was a mistake. I threw up some more, kneeling on the floor, feeling like I was dying. "Heather?&q... read more
I was chatting with a guy in San Leando, California named Jim. Jim was a 70 y/o, nasty old man black guy, 6'2", 210lbs, 8" cock and big cum filled balls. He loved to molest Cross Dressing sluts like me and wanted me to cum to his place in San Leandro and be his sexy cock sucking cum ... read more
I grew up in a small town, about an hour north of New York City. I had spent lots of time with Playboy and Penthouse magazine, but was not really active sexually through my teens or college years. I mean, I had steady girlfriends, and had sex, but I wasn't a Casanova type, chasing a different wo... read more
Deep breath Charlotte, step into the night air and strut your stuff girl. This is what I was born to do; I snuggle into my short white fleecy coat as my 5” platform heels click on the pavement. Glancing down I can see my shapely stocking clad legs and, the all important, ankle bracelet glit... read more
Jennifer's flaccid member looked like a fat black sausage. About four inches in length, what I thought was an unusually long foreskin with a drop of precum glistening at the opening, it was just begging to be sucked. Forming my coated lips into a perfect O around the tip of her beautiful cock, ... read more
The warm humid September air blew through the windows of the speeding silver Nissan Pathfinder as it cruised along the Belt Parkway. With the Marshall Mathers LP blaring out the stereo, Sharilynn whipped her SUV along as the wind whipped her ponytail and her plain white t-shirt. As little Mai lay sl... read more
A couple of things you should know about me: I'm not gay; I've always had this thing for dark-skinned women. I graduated from the army at age 21 and headed home to the Bronx. Me and a buddy of mine started up a livery car service. We started with four cars. 15 years later, we had 100 cars and alm... read more
I am a closeted bisexual. I have been since I was an adolescent. These days I have a secret regular lision with a south american transexual who is 20 years younger than I am. When we date, she dresses in full feminine attire, a black minidress, silk stockings with a suspender belt, and heels. ... read more
Charlie had always been a curious kid growing up. So naturally when he got his very own computer, he was bound to explore. As Charlie turned 18 and was a senior in high school, he finally found something that really excited him. He saw a woman using a strapon on a man, who seemed to love it. Charlie... read more
Most of my classmates celebrated the first Saturday after the beginning of classes in hedonistic leisure, nursing hangovers and playing Frisbee on the Quad. But I spent the morning plotting my escape from this dangerous, macho dormitory, studying want ads and making appointments to look at studios o... read more
In my rare moments of leisure in the weeks following my close encounter with death, I had had little opportunity to talk about it. Of course, the police had asked perfunctory questions, and I had testified at the coroner’s inquest, but until my next appointment with Dr. Erika Wright, I had not... read more
Narcissian lay naked with his legs spread. His face was buried in a puffy pillow, and his fists clenched the satin sheet of the soft bed upon which he was sprawled. He arched his back, raising his round backside to Nefertiti. Nefertiti was a black Saharian princess who's country had been... read more
Miss K drove the car through the Midwestern countryside, enjoying the early spring breeze that leaked through the SUV's window as it blew through her platinum blonde hair. Her tits were held up by the tight, white, midriff-baring top she wore that stopped just below the lower curve of her tits... read more
