My friend John is really sexy. He is tall and blond with a lean strong body. I have often imagined what it would be like to have his sweet cock between my lips, or between my virgin buns. He’s too good a friend though, and I’ve never had him give me any hint that he might like to be with... read more
I fantasize of being in a biker bar alone, dressed in full tight fitting leather and spiky healed thigh boots. Tonight I'm wearing just that, all black sexy leather and tight fitting black thigh high boots with stiletto heals. I look so sexy, enough to drive any man, straight or otherwise, crazy. ... read more
I got to the hotel in the afternoon and he was arriving around 7. I took a long relaxing bath and spent ages preparing myself, what should I wear, make up etc. Eventually, I decided it was going to be my thigh high leather boots, short mini skirt and the new top I had just bought which has a plungin... read more
You: early 20's, tall boyish good looks with a lean and muscular body. Dressed in tight leather pants, from behind your tight buns are revealed by the shiny black leather, as are your cock and balls from the front. You are wearing black leather boots and a denim shirt that refuses to hide your stron... read more
Jared tossed the last bit of horse manure onto the highly stacked wheelbarrow. With a heavy sigh he gripped the handles and lifted. His muscular arms strained and bulged as he pushed the unwieldy load out the stable door to the large pile where he would deposit it until it was needed for the gardens... read more
There is a very old saying," Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it." My fathers name had been James Bradley. He had been a CEO of a top Wall Street investment firm. My father didn't climb to the top by being a good guy. He was a total prick who would stab anyone he had... 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
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
Alice's life continued like that for a couple of years until one day Mistress Angela got fed up with Janice. Janice had never really been into the S&M-bit and in time this began to annoy Mistress Angela. At the same time Mistress Angela began to regard Mistress Jensen as just another freeloader.... 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
Two hours after saying goodbye to Rick and Randy, Tran and I left Minneapolis and boarded a plane to LA. I fell asleep at take off, and woke as the plane began its descent. Tran was staring out the window at the city’s lights spread in an endless shimmering galaxy below. "Wow, I love LA a... read more
* * * My job is simple: I'm a masseuse (code word for prostitute). It used to be fun, too, but, after a while--well, let's just say the thrill is gone. I mean, how many cocks can a girl suck or fuck until the novelty's worn off? (In my case, I reckon the number at about 3,000.) So, I don... read more
So, I reflected, I had quite a day ahead of me. Initially excitement coursed through me as I contemplated the evening to come, and the scope to explore the new extensions to my sexuality. I vividly recalled some moments of the time I had already spent with Carla, particularly it seemed, when I felt ... read more
Cassandra is a tease, a flirt, a slut, a girl who lives very much for the moment. Unconcerned with propriety or fashion trends, she dresses in clothes that go right for the jugular of a fetishist's libido. Spandex, leather, latex, spike heels, corsets, overdone hair, make-up and fingernails - these ... read more
- Chapter One – Our First Meeting - I had two weeks to go before the final degree exams and I was working hard. Perhaps too hard, because I desperately needed a break from the hours and hours of revision. It felt like I just couldn't take in any more detail about Quantum Mechanics or Solid ... read more
As I pulled my cock out of Emily's ass and shot my load onto her flat stomach, where my cum mixed with the load the beautiful blonde cross-dresser had just shot from her throbbing cock a moment before, I thought to myself that work was suddenly going to be a lot more fun. My name is Steve and I w... read more
"Holly, hold your breasts up. That's it honey. Squeeze the nipples between your fingers. Make them hard for me, sweetie." Jason lifted and pushed his soft breasts together, squeezed the small dark nipples, and hurriedly looked up to see if what he was doing was okay. He really wanted wh... read more
Daniel stood on the front porch and waited for his date to arrive. Well, Daniel at this particular time was actually Danielle. You see, Daniel was a crossdresser. Danielle was his female alter ego. He was 37 years old, medium build, average you might say and stood 5-feet-10-inches tall, weighing in ... read more
Davina hurried down the hallway, her books clasped in front of her heavy breasts to stop them jiggling as she ran. It had been almost two weeks since she had truly given herself to Mistress K in the beautiful, imposing headmistresses study, drinking the transgendered woman's seed from another T-g... read more
I repair computers, often "on site"--in people's homes. I got a call from a woman asking me to come to her house to fix her PC. She told me her name was Shandra. We made arrangements for me to show up there Saturday afternoon. I showed up at the appointed time and was surprised when I s... read more
