After a long day at work, I get in my car, and look forward to the long drive home. It gives me time to unwind and relax. I try to forget about the hectic office and concentrate on my beautiful girlfriend waiting at home with that warm smile that she greets me with when I get there. However, tod... read more
BANGING AROUND BANGKOK: THE AMOROUS ADVENTURES OF CAITLIN "MEOW" MORRISON after living and working in Thailand/SE Asia for many years i decided to write an erotic story based on some of the people i have known, venues and places i have been, and the P4P night-scene where i spent way too much... read more
As soon as we got onto shore, I knew it was the perfect place. The hot sun was beating down on us and my body was tense with anticipation. Finally, we were going to be alone out in the wilderness with nobody around and could enjoy each other thoroughly. My hunky date and his monster cock were going ... read more
"You're nothing but a tease, a flirt, you just like to play around and lead guys on," someone messaged me on the swinger site I'm on called AdultFriendFinder. "No," I replied, "I have actually hooked up with guys I met here, I am just very busy." And that is the truth. I work a full-time job and ... read more
I don't know how long I was under...days, weeks...who knows, maybe even months. Reality blurred with nightmares as I felt my flesh being cut into by cold scalpels and stuck with needles, filling me with horribly persuasive dreams of a beautiful new body. I tried to imagine myself as a man, just to s... read more
All through the next week we searched through almost all the online dating sites and it was the same as before. Some wanted just me or just Deena, but not the both of us together. One good result was that I found a trans gender support group and they were going to meet on the next Tuesday which was ... read more
My BBC friend took me to the beach, where people make sex. We arrived in his van. I was in the back of the van, chained blind folded, with my mouth wide open and a huge horse dildo in my sissy pussy. Suddenly I hear the van door opening. I hear many voices of other men. My BBC friend was telling oth... read more
The Bus Station By FoxyHosed I looked around, but no one was there. It was dark and pretty cold night outside. I felt the air blowing around and up my pantyhose encased legs and ass. Mmmm nice. I started walking to the bus stop a few blocks further down from the school. I felt very attractive g... read more
A story by Michele Nylons, Part II "She's all yours Eddie. She looks beautiful." I heard Carmel say as 'she' disappeared down the corridor, her high heels clicking on the tiled floor. Eddie appeared at the door to the cell, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. "So what do yo... read more
I had been fantasizing for many years about serving a dominant Mistress, watching lots of movies online, and generally lusting over the doms I saw posting ads. At the age of 28 I finally found the courage to answer a rather intriguing post by an older woman and her trans partner who were looking for... 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
Chapter 7 I am guessing it was just over an hour until I heard the door open. It was her again, Miss Sindy Satin my auntie. This time she was wearing just an under bust white satin corset, long boots in satin exactly like mine but in white and her long, white bridal satin gloves and a the ribbon ... read more
Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... read more
It was late on a Friday night when I heard my parents arguing. It always happened whenever they were getting ready to throw a big party. My mother played the role of party planner and handled all of the details, but between caterers, musicians, and the other help something always went haywire. My fa... read more
Tucked in the far corner of a dark, dancehall parking lot, Sarah, also known as Robert, was having sex in a car with Joseph, also known as Josephine. Having sex in a car was no big deal. A lot of couples have sex in cars. Yet, if a passerby could see through the steamy windows, a sight to behold, ev... read more
Police work is a paramilitary occupation. Uniforms, rank, weapons, discipline…It can be exciting and interesting for some and boring for others. Some officers seem to find lots of action during their career (or maybe it finds them) while others never use their sidearm except for target practi... read more
When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the younge... read more
You’re only wearing a coat, I find a place where, I can kiss you then slide my hand between the flaps of your coat. I expose your breasts and slide my hand down across your tummy down to your pussy. My fingers start to explore your soft bush, working there way to your soft pink lips surrounding your... read more
I. I woke up. Even after having taken over the House of Lesslie weeks ago, each morning was still the same, and came with the same feeling of disorientation, in need of a few moments to adjust to the realities around me, as new as they were. The bedroom around me was still darkened by heavy... read more
"RACHEL" My twin sister, and sometime brother, and I had been experimenting sexually with each other and crossdressing together for around a month, growing to love and to perfect our new feminine personas until they became the ones we thought of as our true selves. Whenever our parents ... read more
