As a youngster, I couldn't help but notice the carousels of hosiery on display in various shops that my mother would visit. Displays of stockings and tights (pantyhose) for the discerning housewife. Brands like Pretty Polly, images of nylon clad legs on the glossy cardboard and a see through window... read more
I was jolted out of my sleep by the phone on my bedside table vibrating, bleary eyed I picked it up and saw a message from the couriers that a package would be delivered today around 4pm. The realisation that this was the package I had been waiting for and I could finally wear something else in my s... read more
My name is now Stephanie, once it was Stephen. I would like to relate how I was turned into a girl (really a transvestite slave) by the beautiful young lady who has become my mistress. I have always felt that I should have been born a female. I definitely have female traits. I have a very feminine... read more
"Asseyez-vous Robert", m'a demandé Mme Conley. C'était une femme plutôt grossière et autoritaire qui s'en sortait pour 50 ans, je dirais. J'ai fait ce qu'on m'avait dit et j'ai attendu qu'elle - une responsable principale des réclamations à la bourse du chômage où j'ai "signé" pour réclamer mes allo... read more
"Asseyez vous Robert", m'a demandé Mme Conley. C'était une femme plutôt grossière et autoritaire qui s'en sortait pour 50 ans, je dirais. J'ai fait ce qu'on m'avait dit et j'ai attendu qu'elle - une responsable principale des réclamations à la bourse du chômage où j'ai "signé" pour réclamer mes allo... read more
Henry Stewart was thirty five years old, married to a very attractive woman who'd given him three kids, he owned and ran his own very successful computing company in San Diego, "Stewart Computing", meanwhile he owned a large house in the wealthy small town of River Falls. All in all, Henry... read more
My e-mail is: My rusted, green Toyota Tercel pulls into the mall parking lot. I pick a spot at the back, beyond where even employees park. The next car is a blue pickup 20 spots away. No one parks here, except at Christmas. But I know that I'll soon need the privacy. I'm a freak, a cross-dresser... read more
Je m'appelle Natalie mais ce n'est pas le nom avec lequel je suis née; c'est plutôt le nom que ma femme m'a donné quand elle a fait de moi sa "sœur" et sa poule mouillée cocu peu de temps après notre mariage. Mon vrai nom est Nathan mais c'est un nom que je préférerais ne plus jamais utiliser parce ... read more
A guy visits a peep show with unexpected results. As he gets to watch a girl with something special, he discovers his hidden desires. This story contains: peep show – voyeur – gloryhole - fake tits – group masturbation – male masturbation – shemale – frottage - titfucking When William finall... read more
PART ONE: REALIZATION The old saying "you never really ever know some one" is quite true when it comes to my wife Debbie. Debbie has always seemed to come up with new surprises to keep our marriage stimulated and adventuresome. As I've recently found out though she seems to have been ke... read more
Previously: William, a young lawyer who has no luck with women, decide he needs some relief from a live girl. Scared of going with a prostitute, he decides to try out a peep show first. Without knowing that the stripper he chose is kind of special, he ends up in a show with a shemale called Amanda w... read more
It was while cutting across his back trailer park lawn around 7pm on misty July Saturday evening, when I first discovered that Mr. Parker was really a fag. How else could you describe a man wearing a long blonde wig on his head while below he wore only a large somehow stuffed pink lacey woman's bra ... read more
Stephen is a 'petite' boy, just a little smaller than his Aunt Melanie. Petite figures ran in the family in both the females and males. Stephen cut quite the girlish figure in his Aunt Melanie's pastel-pink full slip. 'Oh, my, don't you look just so simply darling, pretty missy!" Melanie cooed, ad... read more
Back in January 2020 I guess I was lucky, I did have a regular job although the pay was miserable and I did have my own place. On my wage all I could afford was a miserable bedsit in a neglected part of town, but on the upside I didn’t have to flat share and it worked well enough for me. The west... read more
TO BE OR NOT TO BE – PART 5 by Spanky de Bautumn Part 4. Sunny made a life changing decision and in the process becomes better acquainted with Mark. On Monday, I met Mel and Shari at the theater at ten to run lines. I was confident that I knew my part for the first act. My concern was with m... read more
How had I ended up in this situation? Sure I was going to need to make ends meet, but I could find a normal job couldn’t I? was I this desperate? Perhaps desperate wasn’t the right word, just over a month ago I had started out camming as a bit of fun, to maybe make a few pounds while I masturbated, ... read more
As per my previous mornings recently, I stirred and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, that delicious feeling of my silk night ware stretching over my taught nipples and my morning wood throbbing in its lace enclosure. The urge to touch myself was palpable, it seemed no matter how hard I came the night ... read more
In the morning I decided to give the running a miss and do a long session with the DVD, my legs had become a little sore and tight so some extra stretches and yoga would really help. I once again surprised myself with how much more flexible I had become, the plug still in my ass giving me occasional... read more
if she wanted breasts." "Oh no. That's the amazing part. The more I dressed him the more feminine he became. By now I'd moved him her and her clothes into the other bedroom. She wasn't happy with that but we came to an agreement; I'd milk her once a week and she... read more
As the sun beamed in through a gap in the curtains my now familiar morning wood strained at the silk of my nightwear. How was it that no matter how hard I came the night before it would wake up eager and ready to go. As had become customary my mind would be filled with the events of the previous nig... read more
