I was eighteen, naïve and horny. After graduating from school a group of us decided to head to Europe for a last trip before having to enter our real adult lives. It was a chance to get completely drunk and have lots of wild sex. At least, that was the idea in our simple teenage minds. As for m... read more
Prologue I am standing here wearing a red plaid schoolgirl uniform skirt. It is so short that although I looked in the mirror before and couldn’t see my white satin panties I felt anyone looking at me could. My blouse is a white collared blouse typical of what you’d expect to see on a... read more
My new life had settled into a wonderful routine. I would wake very early in the morning, usually still wrapped securely in Mistress Kendra’s arms. I would spend an hour or so working on my figure maintenance exercises, enjoy a cleansing enema, a refreshing bath and body shave, then I would la... 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
The Party Just before we reached the entrance, which was manned by a doorman, I said, "Now remember, Stacy, you just do what I tell you, and everything will be fine." "Ok... okay." His nervousness was showing, but that was to be expected. He had no idea what was going to me... read more
I was 18 when I first went to Europe. That month would change my life. My parents had died when I was five, and I was raised by family friends; they also controlled my trust fund. It's not a coincidence that I went to Europe just as I came into control of the money. I loved my foster-parents, but... read more
The week went by slowly as I digested what Jim had done to me last Saturday. As I walked around school, I found myself looking at people differently, wondering if any of them had ever been treated the way I had. This would always bring the details of what Jim had done to my mind and my cock would im... read more
I walk nervously into the booths area. My heels clacking on the floor, as I enter the darkness. I pull my dress down, as its already riding up my ass. There are a few men waiting in the first hallway, checking me out as I walk past. I smile and head into the bigger area around the corner. There are ... read more
"Those pretty white panties are appropriate given that it's going to be your first time," David, my friend and former flatmate said, lifting up the white skirt of the wedding dress I was wearing and running his hand over the white lacy french knickers that I wore beneath, the feel of his h... read more
My name is Robert, but when I am dressed I call myself Vicki. I am 5'9" 160 pounds, blonde hair and blue eyes. I turned 18 a few months ago. The last two weeks of summer vacation was a wild time for me, I knew that things would settle down once school started. Gary, my best friend for years,... read more
My name is Robert, I have been cross dressing since I was 14. I turned 18 last summer and this story takes place during my senior year in High School. I am 5'9" 160 pounds, blonde hair and blue eyes. When I am dressed I call myself Vicki. __________ I had met Julie at a recent party. Well... read more
"Dave," she purred, "you know you can tell me anything. Surely you know you can trust me not to judge you by your fantasies." He was squirming under her touch, his eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid telling her his deepest secrets on the one hand, and on the other, hoping beyo... read more
I had not fallen asleep after Darren had, exhausted, after the party and the incredible lovemaking we had shared. I just couldn't come down from the high and emotions of the whole direction we had taken. I was lying spooned against him, his warm cock nestled warmly against my ass. My nightgown seeme... read more
This is the first “didi” story I ever wrote. It’s my deepest (and darkest?) fantasy. It probably needs to be rewritten at some stage because I think it’s been written too much by my male brain and not enough by my female side. The story begins….. My wife, Susan, ... read more
As a student at college I wanted a bicycle for Christmas. I hadn't past my driving test and even if I had, I couldn't afford to run one with my Saturday job wages. My parents didn't have much money so I didn't ask for an expensive model by name, anything would do. I didn't think they could go far wr... read more
Yeah, for those of you that have already read it, this is just my "Oops, I Did It With Britney" story that has previously appeared in four separate parts in the "celebrities" section, but I've put it on here for a couple of reasons. For one thing, I've noticed that the stories in... read more
I love the look of an attractive man in drag. The look of a masculine body depilated and dressed up in frilly things really get my blood boiling. Unfortunately, these men are usually emotional wrecks. They carry as much emotional baggage with them as sexy negligees, teddies, and panties. That's one ... read more
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... read more
I had just finished a therapy session and was glad to get back to my office and relax. I'd have to lay off the cinnamon stix in the morning, my bustier was tighter than usual. My mini-frig offered a variety of drinks and I grabbed the pitcher of iced tea and poured a glass. Settling into the rich... 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
