It happened during a week long trip for work. By the third night in a strange city I had grown tired of the hotel bar and broke away from my work colleagues for change of scenery. I told my coworkers that I was going to bed then quickly made my escape. The night was warm so I decided to take my o... read more
It was the very first night of my month long North Carolina July summer vacation stay when my Aunt Meg suddenly entered the bedroom that I was temporarily sharing with my younger cousin Rudy. Being so openly effeminine in his body language,voice and looks, I had already planted such dirty thoughts ... read more
Il avait fallu six mois pour en arriver là. En sortant de la salle de bain, je me vis dans le miroir en pied et frissonnai. J'étais rasé sous les sourcils, sans poils et lisse, à l'exception d'une jolie piste d'atterrissage au-dessus de ma cage de chasteté verrouillée. À part la cage... read more
Il y avait un rebond dans ma démarche quand je suis rentré du travail ce vendredi soir fatidique. Comme d'habitude, j'avais travaillé mes doigts jusqu'à l'os en essayant d'impressionner mon patron. William Danforth Carter ne m'avait pas poussé plus qu'un grognement quand ... read more
Je me présente chez ma copine après qu'elle m'ait envoyé un texto me disant à quel point elle me voulait. Je frappe à la porte et elle répond. C'est une beauté aux cheveux corbeau, d'environ 5'10 avec des yeux marron clair et une carrure assez mince mais athlétique. "Je suis tellement contente qu... read more
Vivre près de la périphérie de la ville peut être une chose fastidieuse, surtout lorsque vous avez été retenu au travail au centre-ville pendant plusieurs heures après votre horaire. Et surtout quand il fait nuit et que les bus ne vont plus jusqu'à votre quartier. Et surtout lorsque vous prenez ... read more
"C'est jolie!" "Oooh... Sexy !" "Salope !" Ce ne sont là que quelques-uns des descripteurs que j'ai utilisés lorsque j'ai "fait du lèche-vitrines" en ligne. C'est l'un de mes passe-temps préférés. Aller sur divers sites de lingerie et regarder des soutiens-gorge, des culottes, des bas, des jarret... read more
I Love To Love You Baby By Sabrina G. Langton Author's note: I have published this story on two other sites. I always said it was slightly aurobiographical, but reading it back it is a pretty accurate account of my summer of '88. There are only 3 things that I changed. 2 are itsy bitsy tiny deta... read more
The Interview By Sabrina G. Langton *** 'A crossdresser goes on an interview in lots of pink, of course she gets the job' 'Author's note, just a quick little story with some really graphic sex, and a little tiny moral. I hope YOU like it.' *** "Okay, sit, sit, let's get started. S... read more
We sat there staring despondently at the ground. We had searched through all our bags and pockets and had nothing like the money we needed to pay for the hot sex sessions we had each enjoyed with the hot, hung Dutch whore. The guy, the pimp, who had previously been all smiles and friendly encouragem... read more
Our enjoyment of erotic or pornographic images may start with the simple desire to see naked people. However, before long, poses of even the most beautiful woman or the handsomest men becomes relatively boring. Where singles may be sufficient, as it were, to whet our appetites, we soon want to see c... read more
Layovers are a pain at the best of times but the prospect of five hours at the airport was not a good one. My inbound flight had been delayed and I had missed my connection, so there was nothing for it but to wait out the afternoon and catch the next 'plane home to the wife and kids. The only ... read more
Shayna paced back and forth throughout the entire Suite while she nervously smoked the long thin cigarette. She occasionally stopped and peered into the mirror thinking that all of her hard work had gone to waste for tonight. She was dressed to kill and had no place to go. The red patent platforms w... read more
There I was lying on my back, on the floor of a cheap adult bookstore. All I was wearing were 5" heels, black thighhighs, and a nipple chain. In one hand, I was jerking my throbbing shaved shaft while I was using my other hand to fuck my ass with a double headed dong. Cum was glistening on my f... read more
Derek sighed heavily, his eyes scanning the bank of security monitors, each of which showed a different view of Femme Fatale. A month ago, he'd taken the job as a security guard for the woman's clothing store because he needed the money and because he supposed that watching the store - or, more spec... read more
After her hair was rinsed, Travis squeezed the water from her hair. Then he wrapped a towel around her head and sat her back up. Before Travis unwrapped the towel from around her head, Mavis reached over and began to massage his crotch. "We have company, darling," Travis said, as Mavis ... read more
Miss K and Tracy walked through the park by the Gateway Arch, content to spend a nice spring day enjoying the outdoors instead of another piece of flesh. Tracy had one a pair of short, tight daisy dukes with a light pink crop top that showed off her tight stomach and nice legs. Miss K herself... 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 Six-=-= I woke up sometime later and I was feeling better, even a little hungry actually, and I wanted a shower and I needed to pee and...I cocked my head as I heard the unmistakable sounds of Mistress Stacy's bed moving. She had a large one, king sized, with old springs or somethi... read more
