Jaime n'avait jamais eu beaucoup de chance avec les filles au lycée. C'était venu et reparti, et maintenant il profitait d'un dernier été avant de partir à l'université avec sa virginité intacte. Ce n'était pas vraiment sa faute, il n'était pas un salaud ou un douchebag, c... read more
Le rêve est mort. L'écriture était ma passion, mais cela n'a jamais servi à rien. La réalité a une mauvaise façon de vous rattraper, déchiquetant vos désirs dans son sillage. Ce cycle d'épargne et de vie de ces économies s'est progressivement révélé intenable et maintenant, à vingt-cinq ans, j'ai... read more
Il y a quelques années, à mi-parcours du premier mandat du président Pelosi, j'ai surmonté mon inclination habituelle à éviter les risques et j'ai accepté une invitation à visiter l'appartement de deux femmes - de parfaites inconnues - qui venaient de découvrir que j'aime porter des culottes. Becky ... read more
The theme of a story is its moral, its message, its meaning. Today, the story's theme is rarely, if ever, explicitly stated. Instead, the writer leaves it to the reader to figure out the meaning of the story for him- or herself. The theme, in other words, is suggested by the story as a whole, especi... read more
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... read more
Quelque part au milieu de la vingtaine, j'ai réalisé que les femmes avaient du pouvoir sur moi. Les commentaires de mes amis parlaient de conquêtes féminines - je n'avais pas de tels sentiments. J'ai été obligé de renoncer à mon pouvoir d'homme et de me soumettre à leur pouvoir de femme. Ma se... read more
Left work after-hours, cross-dressed underneath w light lingerie & lots of colored little tattoos I draw myself over my hairless body. After drinking lots of spirits on my way home, arrived at my neighborhood park late at night & felt like wishing to be ..... badly abused! I got rid of the... read more
Every evening of our holiday we would all dress up and head to the nightclub, the glamorous entertainment was for the young and old and it was great to hear the oldies applauding alongside the young ones… One night when we headed to the nightclub there was a sign announcing the entertainme... read more
Women. There's no figuring them. They're a puzzle, one of life's mysteries, and that's a fact. Who knows what goes on in their brains, or whether they even have brains? I mean, what rational creature would get excited over Valentine's Day? Could any holiday be more obtuse? Like your bitch, mine's... read more
Angel was a beautiful young girl living with two of her best friends, Monica and Amanda. All were transsexual, and the three shared everything together, from clothes, their sexy intimates, lovers, and each other's bodies. Angel was the youngest, at 23, a Japanese anime lover and the most... read more
After ten wasted years of foolishly trusting in love to 'cure' me of my femininity, I had only just begun to re-embrace the sissy inside me when something made me reach out to an old friend. What made me do it, I really don't know. Although I was once again revelling in even the smallest aspects of ... read more
I woke sometime during the night and found myself gagged, blindfolded and tied up, spread-eagle across a large outdoor bench. The night breeze brought goose bumps to my already spent flesh, and I moaned into my gag in pain as I tried to adjust my body to a more comfortable position. Comfort was n... read more
May lived in one of those high-rise apartments in Vancouver's West End. When I drove up in my new silver Toyota Celica, she was waiting at the front door. She wore a summery brilliant white cotton dress and sandals. It was appropriate for the hot humid weather. As was our usual custom, we h... read more
As I stood on the first tee of the Royal Vancouver Golf Club, I must admit that Lotus Land sure had a lot going for it. On one side of me was a breathtaking view of the Pacific Ocean. In front of me was one of North America's finest golf courses. And in the distance was the snow-capped peak of majes... read more
I remember the first time I was exposed to this world. I was 20, and in my 2nd year of college, majoring in aviation technology. I had been studying my brains out for a paper when I decided to take a break and have some good naughty fun online. I took out the notebook and was goofing off in the chat... read more
I had Ben on a contact site and we live surprisingly close together in Manchester. Ben is a 6’2” black man who has a large sex drive and likes women and girly trannys. I am a slim white guy who likes to dress like a smart woman, not a slut. I haven’t worn a wig for over 6 years ... read more
I sit here with my dick in hand! All three of my girl friends and my two boy friends are out of town attending to their WORK and leaving this important stuff to me. I shall carry on alone until they return. I am looking at some pictures of a group of people fucking another group of people. Some are... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
There is a great bias, in erotica, pornography, glamour photography, and visual art in general in favor of female nudes, and many women are, indeed, beautiful. However, for visual art (drawings, paintings, sculptures, photographs) created for heterosexual women, bisexuals, and male homosexual viewer... read more
Kyra was not the girl of my dreams. I never DARED dream a woman that good would just walk into my life. She was smart, sassy, vivacious, intuitive, resourceful, and a real 'people person'. We met in an Internet chat room called "Working Girls". We're not talking about the kind you find in ... read more
