Hello my name is Krystal, but everyone calls me Krissy. I'm 25 & live in the Detroit area. I work at a local hospital as a Physicians assist & I love it! I'm pretty much a doctor but limited at meds I can proscribe & I don't have to have malpractice insurance. Last night was my third ... read more
I had gotten dolled up nice and slutty looking in my motel room, and had been internet chatting for a couple of hours, so I was feeling very sexy. All dressed up and nowhere to go in a small southern town. I peeked out my window and could see that the place looked pretty dead. No lights were on in t... read more
Several years back I was driving down I-95 south through South Carolina. I was dressed in fishnet thigh highs; platform heels, g-string, bra, all black. Over it was a black zip up the front mini dress. I had a hand held CB radio so that I could hear truckers talk about me as I passed them, and I'd b... read more
an original story by me. its not true more of a fantasy... this story starts october 14th. first of all i am a 23 year old boy, i just moved to a different state to go to college, i dont have many friends and have only been her a couple of months. today was like any other day, had to wake up e... read more
At just 22 years of age Johnny was bored and disgusted with his life. He would spend his nights in satin and leather with his face made up in a long blonde wig. He would become Sindra, a creature of the night. Sindra would pull on her long black kid gloves and masturbate to photos and fetish cart... read more
Sindra rolled down Routs 666 and 12 miles later pulled up to a big black gate. There was a cop of sorts at this gate too. It was Betty page with gigantic boobs. Betty was all in black leather and wore a leather cops hat. She strutted on over with a bump and a grind and demanded to see Sindra's toon.... read more
I was a man before becoming Vanessa, and my name was Mike. I was heterosexual and I was going out with my first "serious" girl friend for two years when all this started. I was still living with my mother who had been divorced for a decade before getting remarried. Her new husband moved to... read more
Hello dear readers, I strongly encourage you to read the previous two chapters of this story to fully grasp the sudden changes which affected my life. * At home, Elena was waiting for me but she wasn't alone, her boyfriend was there too. He was a tall black guy named Jeff. I told them all t... read more
One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate. It seems that everyone is allowed to let their hair down that much more, to party like pagans, and to lose him or herself to pure hedonistic pleasure. This holiday season, the Houston kink community... 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 had been dressing as a girl to get off for some time now. For some reason there is nothing that turns me on more than a tight little cotton thong stretched across the bud of my asshole, holding my tiny little boy toy down where it should be. Over the years I’ve slipped into my mom and sister... read more
It was a sultry afternoon and I was sitting in my study remembering the events of the past weekend. Never before had I thought that I would endever to fulfill my fantasies until I met Angela. Friday Night: It was late in the afternoon when I decided to check the adds on my computer. I was look... read more
Joanna stood on the street corner and casually shifted her posture from one leg to the other. So far it had been a quiet evening for her with few punters around. Not many girls were plying the streets either. She’d had one customer earlier. He had been an Asian guy in a Toyota who’d stop... read more
I suppose at some level I knew it would happen. Or at least I should have. After nearly a month of servicing Jeff's cock and fucking myself silly on my dildo lover things took a turn. I came home from work a little early on a day Laura was off as well. When I got home she was out, but as soon ... read more
Driving down the street I spied my destination. A big yellow building with “Adult XXX” written on the marquee in front was on my right. I turn into the parking lot and drove to the back behind the building and park in the darkest spot I could find. Another crossdresser had told me that t... read more
That night he had many erotic images flood into his dreams, lingerie, fetishwear and sex, lots of sex. Hardcore action of all persuasions had filled his sleeping thoughts with him in both the receiving and giving roles. And then there were the bells, the bells were tolling for him. Actually, as t... read more
I had very few memories of my early childhood. The ones I did have were anything but pleasant. I did remember my mother and her blind hatred of my father and myself. She was very tall blonde woman with cold blue eyes named Monica. My mother always dressed in the most expensive leathers and satins in... 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
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... 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
