This is a true story, looking back it is hard to believe it actually happened, but it did. I was working for the government in DC and living in Maryland and my fiancé was up near Cape Cod. Just about every weekend she’d fly down or I’d fly up to spend the weekend together. We&r... read more
I’d just moved into the big city. Me on my own in a cheap apartment block. The flat was nothing special by any means, and the room next to mine seemed to be noisy with parties. But I was glad to be on my own. I had almost finished unpacking my belongings when I came across my stash of female clothi... read more
After an exhausting evening Bella was made to wait at the door and humbly kiss the guests as they left; some of the males groping her pretty arse as they departed. She was glad of the alcohol she had been treated to as this masked from her the ugliness of some of the brutes she had been forced to en... read more
Everyday I wake up in a state , halfway between a happy sissy and a closeted white boy. My mind is constantly trapped in that state. Suffering in silence, the people in my life seem to be oblivious to it, I have it well hid. 48 years of fist fights and weed, long hair and leather coats, Oilfield job... read more
Luxure frénétique d’une pa-mie sex-agénaire; entre rêve et réalité Je n’avais jamais fantasmé de mec viril, même après avoir offert ma virginité; mais à une fabuleuse sissy. Avant mon Ѐre, mes préférences de fantasmes étaient toujours avec des lui-femme glabres, idem concernant mes relations d’aprè... read more
Frenzied lust of a sex-agenarian nana-pops; between dream and reality I had never fantasized of a manly man, even after offering my virginity; to a fabulous sissy. Before my new Era, my fantasy preferences were always with glabrous he-she’s, same about my relationships after… BUT BUT BUT… My last t... read more
I had always thought of myself as female in spite of the fact that I was born with male genitlia. Even in my earliest memories where I had witness sex, I identified with the female in the relationship. As a small young child, I had always longed for womanhood each time I heard a woman sing or especi... read more
Tonight was young and I was already hot and bothered, my ass-pussy was on fire, and I could hardly wait for Bob and John to come over. I had invited them over to fulfill those erotic dreams I am constantly having about the two of them using me like a tool, and I wanted that so bad. I fantasized abou... read more
ich war nun schon einige Zeit heimlicher Crossdresser. Nie wurde ich von meiner Freundin erwischt, auch wenn es manchmal wirklich knapp war! Ich hatte ein sicheres Versteck für meine schönen Sachen und meine Sextoys und konnte hin und wieder meine geheime Neigung ausleben wenn sie nicht da war.Trotz... read more
Like many people, I was bullied in school. I was small, slender and effeminate and, as a result, was often called gay, queer, fag and sissy by school bullies. The fact that what they said was sort of true just made it closer to the bone and more painful to hear. Like many teenage boys, I was going t... read more
(Some prior notes about me, this story and my writings: If MALE bisexuality, crossdressing or interracial sex bother you, don't even bother reading this further, much less commenting. Many have had secret fantasies about what it would be like to be the opposite sex, during sex. Some of my influences... read more
JOUR 1: mardi 25 C'était le matin de Noël quand j'ai entendu frapper à ma porte, ce qui était, bien sûr, très étrange à dix heures du matin. À midi, j'allais chez ma famille pour Noël, et j'avais rarement des visiteurs inattendus. Toujours dans ma robe, je me dirigeai vers la porte et fus s... read more
By any measuring stick Greg Martin was a wimp, and a very submissive wimp at that. His wife of 14 years, Jaclyn, had discovered this even before the two of them were married. Actually, Jaclyn wouldn't have taken a second look at Greg, as most women didn't, had it not been for his submissive nature. ... read more
Gang Banged I stood there looking in the full length mirror very pleased with the image I saw. I was ready for the evening and the first time I would be with more than two men at once. Freddy, had talk me into doing him and two of his friends in a sleaze motel. Freddy had found me on my internet... read more
During the following week I had gotten hornier and hornier thinking of the wekend visit to the air raid shelter. I popped into town during the week to get some make up and some clothes to wear for the following Sunday. This was going to be a bit awkward, but egged on by my urges i set off shopping. ... read more
I hope you enjoy this second installment of 'A Sissy's New Daddy'. I worked hard on it and hope that it brings all of you the same pleasure reading it that it has brought me writing it. There are some extreme moments in this chapter but also some very tender ones. There was a line in the first piece... read more
That night at dinner uncle Jim told my mom that he had to go to the city to pick up some film and things for his dark room. He ask if I could go along with him. My mom said yes that I could go. We would be leaving around 8 and that was fine with her. She did not go to work till 12 because she worked... read more
When we got to the cottage, the girls stripped me of my jewelry and took theirs off and poured me into the shower. They washed the cum off of me and got me hard again. Damn, Ally and Carmen were all over my cock, giving me a work out. Needless to say, I came a few more times, and we got into the hot... read more
Four weeks had passed since my first blowjob party. In that time, I had become obsessed with getting implants. The concept of being tit-fucked and wearing deep-cut tops without being concerned about the distinct line between my flesh and the fake boobs had become a constant fantasy of mine. After be... read more
This is a totally true account of my addiction to meth and its hand in turning me into the he[pless sissy I've become to my weakness for BBC. My name as a regular male is Richie Budd. But by reading this you'll soon realize that nothing is normal. Not only was I Richard Budd. I spent an equal, if ... read more
