Je suis une salope C’est un des fantasmes récurrents de la majorité des hommes qui aiment se travestir. Et j’avoue que l’idée m’a souvent excitée. Alors que j’étais avec ma femme dans une boutique de lingerie à Pigalle , des dessous très sexy entre les mains, un homme d'un certain âge a surpri... read more
Aaayyy.. Yo sabía que la Tía había sido Flor de PUTONA.. pero, jamás me imaginé que me iba a tocar a mí 'hacerme cargo de sus cosas'.. su 'herencia'.. la casa ya vieja, por reordenar destinar y.. LAS COSAS que una descubre ya con los años! Todo estaba igual, pero HORRIBLEMENTE ARRUINADO.. más, e... read more
Morgan Ashley était une très jolie dame, pas une star de cinéma glamour, mais bien plus jolie que tout ce que son mari mauviette Robin attirerait normalement. À peine sortie de la douche, elle portait un peignoir en velours côtelé rouge et ses longs cheveux roux étaient enveloppés dans une serviette... read more
La journée a commencé comme n'importe quel autre jour. Vikki se lève à l'aube, prend sa douche le matin et se sèche les cheveux. Ses longs cheveux ondulés brun foncé Lucius tombant en place aussi élégamment, magnifiquement et naturellement que jamais. Avoir l'air époustouflant était une demande si f... read more
C'était mardi soir, ce qui signifiait que Lena se préparait pour son cours d'aérobic. Bien qu'elle ne travaillait pas, elle était certainement occupée à construire et à maintenir une vie sociale et à faire en général les choses qu'elle voulait. Il n'y avait pas un jour où Lena n'avait pas fait qu... read more
e me suis transformé en un fétiche de travestissement de poule mouillée de Tumblr à l'époque. J'avais l'habitude de m'habiller avec la lingerie de ma femme, de regarder sissy hypno, de discuter avec des hommes. Mais j'avais besoin de plus. Donc, comme "cadeau gag" parce que je n'étais pas du tout sé... read more
C'était vendredi, le réveil a sonné ; ma femme a tendu la main et l'a éteint en se levant pour se préparer au travail. J'étais infirmier et j'avais un week-end de trois jours comme d'habitude ; et comme d'habitude, je me suis levé et j'ai préparé le petit déjeuner qui consistait à griller les bag... read more
L'argent était difficile à trouver dans notre foyer. Être l'aînée de quatre enfants et ma mère étant une mère célibataire mettent nos ressources à rude épreuve. Nous avons rarement eu de l'argent supplémentaire dans notre famille à dépenser pour des choses comme manger au restaurant ou aller au ciné... read more
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... read more
The insistent ringing of the phone broke my concentration and with great annoyance, I climbed off the bed and picked up the receiver. "Hey little brother!" My sister's sparkling voice filled my ear. "Di, Is that you?" I exclaimed happily "Got any more sisters I don'... read more
Malcolm was a middle manager in a small business in a large city. Malcolm led a pretty boring life; he in his forties, single, devoted to his work, he liked to keep himself fit, all of his family lived interstate except for his older sister who lived nearby, and he led a quiet social life. Malcolm h... read more
The sex was torrid and went all night. I worshipped every inch of her magnificent body with my lips, tongue, fingertips. She did the same to me. I took her from behind, entered her doggy-style. I fucked her pussy with long, languid strokes even as I was stroking her meaty clitty with one hand. I wil... read more
Part 4 Out alone I wanted something which would let me wear my black 4 inch leather stilettos with ankle straps, really sexy shoes, my very first pair of TV heels. I opened the wardrobe to get them out, then started choosing; black seamed stockings; a black thong; my waist cincher bustier; my sho... read more
'You want to get tips,' I explained to Marek, our Polish cleaner, 'You should be more a maid more like her.' Across the street was a girl of about 19, dressed in a fancy dress French maid's costume stumbling home, presumably from a party the night before. She was dressed in a tiny black dress, l... read more
I had been to this particular establishment before. I knew very well what they did and the women here were nearly all abducted. I knew that. What had brought me here today or rather on this night, was the loss of my slave. I had sold her when I got bored with her. I had a particular taste in women t... read more
The weekend A story inspired by the very sweet and sexy samantha satine and my beautiful wife Part 1 - The preparation samantha packed her suitcase with her usual attention to detail, makeup, lingerie, wigs, but no dresses. Her head was confused by this, Master D had given her instructions... read more
New Game Alan tossed his game controller, then reclined on the bed and sighed. “I’m bored.” He nodded in agreement. “So am I.” He wasn’t, but wanted to see where the declaration could lead. “We need to do something new.” He felt his breathing increase, wondering if this was the moment he could... read more
As this is a continuation of the story from my last post, i will very quickly just mention the time and event that triggered this downward spiral into my sissyhood. It was in the middle of college, totally moved on from my previous escapades that i brushed off at the time as "experimentation&... read more
My wife, Denise, and I have been happily married for over 10 years. Over the years, we have enjoyed a vibrant and adventurous sex life. As we've grown in our marriage, we have become very open and honest about our sexual fantasies and desires. Through the years, we have come to realize that my w... read more
For as long as I can remember I've been obsessed with my mother's legs. My very first wank was brought on by the sight of her curvaceous stockinged legs in high heels. She also liked to wear knee high black leather boots which would send me into a frenzy. I once saw walked past her room while she wa... read more
