There I was, one week before the end of high school. Going to college in the fall. Nice car, good family, friends. I had it all. So, what was I doing on my hands and knees in a video booth on the wrong side of town, dressed as a cheerleader with a cock in each hand, one in my ass and one buried in m... read more
I met Charlene in my freshman year of college, about eight years ago. Back then she wasn't what I would consider very attractive. She was kind of tall and had very little curves to her body. Her hair was straight and un-styled; she had a flat chest, wore black rimmed glasses and had very oily skin. ... read more
I was fresh out of college and needed to make some real money if I wanted to get my own place and start my business. The job with the limo service was OK but I had to come up with something to supplement that income. Living with Kelly was great but i knew that soon she'd want to move in with her l... read more
I looked each way as I exited the room. Thankfully, the elevator was only about four doors down and the hall was quiet. With my bag in tow I walked to the elevator pushing the button, my reflection in full view in the polished elevator door. I stood there, for a few moments as if in a trance as I... read more
It was an anonymous meeting, set up through a popular Internet site. The profile specified I was looking for a transsexual or a transgender woman with nice legs and feet. Basically I was looking for a chick with a cock to satisfy my fetishes for legs, stockings, feet, cock, and cum. Victoria walk... read more
When I was growing up my pops had a auto repair shop out in the country right off the crossroad of two main highways we were never going to be rich but we were very comfortable When I graduated high school he gave me half of the business,so I could take over when he retiredThat first summer is one t... read more
Toy Party Story Recently I met with a person whose sole desire was to be fully dressed and transformed for me. We spent quite a bit of time on the phone discussing why feminization was such a powerful fantasy for him. He explained that he felt so vulnerable and powerless as a woman and that it... read more
"Are you sure you want to go inside?" Heather asked. "Of course. I mean, we've come so far, haven't we?" I said. "But you know what I am." Her eyes seemed sad – her tone emotionless. Just moments earlier we were having dinner and those eyes were bright and t... read more
The name is Christopher Jean-Bertrand. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in York, a town located right outside the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I currently attend York University, where I major in Civil Engineering. Yes, I'm a deeply intellectual kind of guy. We have those in ... read more
"Yes, I am checking in," I said, putting my credit card on the desk. The woman behind the desk took the card and looked at the name. She was about 5 feet 10 inches tall with dark black hair and brown eyes. Her skin was beautifully tanned and her lips were painted a reddish-brown colour. As... read more
Vacation Day One At last!! Another fantastic two weeks of freedom...the freedom to do as I pleased and dress as I pleased because it was my VACATION TIME!!! This year was better than other years because it was the first time my wife and I had two weeks vacation each. Just like she does every othe... read more
As I sat in my hotel room I pondered my future and what may lie ahead. My passport had been seized and I was not able to leave Turkey nor could I tell anyone about my plight. It was late afternoon when a courier arrived at my hotel with a large white box. He rang the bell and upon answering I was gr... read more
I remember how jealous my older sister always got when I was little and my mother would brush my straight, thick blond hair. "You should have been a girl, Robin," Sis would say, shaking her frizzy, dirty-blond locks. It bothered me because I was not a girl. I was a boy. Mom would sig... 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
I waited five minutes, took off the trench coat and began to descend down to the dock/pier. The conservative people on their yachts and groups of guys BBQing on the backs of their boats had to pick their jaws up off the floor at the sight of me. I wasn't certain whether they knew I was a guy or t... read more
I really was not doing much. Being unemployed I had way to much time on my hands. Sure, I used some of that time to get dressed up and walk around the area. But there was something missing. Looking in the mirror as I was putting on the finishing touches to tonight's outfit, I admired my long thin... read more
Let me start by explaining that I was the prude wife. I wasn't very experienced in the sex department, and also very naive, when we were married, although neither was he. We had sex but mostly missionary position or me on top, nothing adventurous like doggy style, which in my naivete then I thought ... read more
Possibly the after hours engagement with an English Literature professor at college may have been the thing that convinced me that older men might be more to my liking. It was during my Junior year at the university when we were discussing the poetry of Arthur Rimbaud, the French poet, that I beca... read more
The bright sun shining through the window woke me up, for a moment I was confused and disoriented. Then it all came back to me. I had sex with Mark and Susan James last night and I was still wearing a pink baby doll nighty and matching panties she had given me to put on before we went to bed. I w... 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 had just turned 18. It was Tuesday evening and I had stayed home alone all day. I had a lot to think about. I was relaxing and listening to some music on the stereo. Mom had just ... read more
