I had reason to head downtown for a meeting with some industry colleagues and after my meeting I dropped in to see a friend of mine who I used to work with. Loretta and I worked together for about a year on similar project as contract workers, I moved on to other things and she stayed with the compa... read more
J'étais le garçon que mon père avait espéré après 3 filles avant moi. La vie dans notre maison à deux étages de la classe moyenne de banlieue était aussi normale que celle de n'importe qui d'autre. Mon père était un père aimant qui m'élevait et faisait les choses qu'un père aime faire avec son fils ... read more
I've had a Pantyhose Fetish for over 30 years now, and love wearing them on a daily basis. But back in the summer of 1995, I suffered a heat stroke, and almost died, when I recovered, I vowed I would stop fantasizing, and live out these dreams and fantasies. I had been masturbating while dress... read more
"She was afraid to come out of the locker. She was as nervous as she could be. She was afraid to come out of the locker. She was afraid that somebody would see. Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore. It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini that she wore for the ... read more
He had the house to himself for a few hours. Andy slid his older sister Kelly's taupe nylon pantyhose slowly up his nice, smooth legs, wriggled them up around his narrow boyish waist the band snapping in place. His penis was so stiff against the wispy fabric! He sighed happily. Sitting down on ... read more
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 at this beach bar in Mt Pleasant SC. There was a bikini contest that day. As I attended, the contest started. I was 23yrs old and the thought never crossed my mind about a tranny. However this was supposed to be all girls. Nobody, including me suspected this girl that won the contest was a tr... 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
Jamie knew he was different. He didn’t fit in with the other boys, but he didn’t feel like he fit in with the girls either, he just knew he was different. He wasn’t into dolls or balls. He was the smallest boy in his class and more than half the girls outweighed him. But the one thing he had going f... read more
This story is a continuation of night club cum slut. Ever since I first wore panties for a boyfriend, I had built up a collection of lingerie. I gradually worked up from panties to the most erotic lingerie I could find. My fascination with cross dressing went a little further with a new fetish f... read more
As soon as Dr. Griffin returned to the examination room, I knew that the news wasn’t good. I could tell by the way he avoided my eyes as he studied his clipboard and fidgeted with his pen that something was wrong, terribly wrong with me. The ache in my groin that I had been ignori... read more
Highway in Heels By Sabrina G. Langton *Stories from the real world 1 This story is autobiographical. When I was 20 years old I used to drive a van for my parents from Brooklyn to Tarrytown New York once a week to drop off merchandise for retail shops in the area. I always had a full van on ... read more
The following morning Del and Tori had a late breakfast in the hotel's upscale restaurant before Del went home. They had arranged to meet at seven for supper, deciding to get dressed up and go out somewhere nice. Del lazed around her apartment till mid afternoon, got cleaned up, dres... read more
“Your first mistake was stealing hundreds of thousands of dollars from me. Your second mistake was thinking you could get away with it.” As I stood trembling before his desk, Mr. Atwater regarded me as if I were a bug on the windshield of his Lexus. “Do you have anything to say for... read more
Carla and I were watching Netflix at home just relaxing after a long day of work. I remember laying down next to her and looking at the pink toenail polish on her feet. I taunted her as said "I could do a much better job painting your toes than you could." Carla smirked and said, "It's much ha... read more
I was the boy my father had hoped for after 3 daughters before me. Life in our suburban middle class two-story house was as normal as anyone else's. My dad was a loving father bringing me up and doing the things a father likes to do with his son – baseball, fishing, camping, working the garage... read more
Oak Park Fashion Mall had lived up to its listing in the yellow pages as the "source for all your fashion needs". I had been there for 4 hours and spent a lot of money increasing Tammie,s wardrobe from the skin out. I had been in almost every store that featured ladies clothes (I don't rem... 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
Ma femme, Jill, était à Denver pendant douze jours pour assister à un séminaire médical pour les chirurgiens plasticiens et ne devait pas revenir avant quelques jours. En raison de son travail, elle assiste à plusieurs séminaires, à l'intérieur et à l'extérieur de l'État, parfois un jour ou plusieur... read more
Aujourd'hui, ma mère et moi sommes allés acheter des maillots de bain dans un grand magasin local. C'était en début d'après-midi et nous avions pratiquement l'endroit pour nous tous seuls. En entrant dans le magasin, nous sommes passés devant une grande colonne couverte de miroirs, et je me suis ... read more
