Hands handle. Usually, touch signifies acceptance, whereas the avoidance of touch signals rejection. Hands are involved in embrace, which implies fondness or even love. Hands welcome. Hands communicate. Hands work and play. Hands massage. Hands manipulate, shape, and form. Hands hold. Hands give. ... read more
My name is Kim Young. I'm a happy and healthy nineteen this year. This is my very first story (but not my first "submission!") My story begins five years ago, when our neighbors moved in next door. I'll always remember that sunny April afternoon in Omaha, when they climbed out of their ... read more
It's easy now to look back and play armchair psychiatrist and see where my fetish for school uniforms and cute cotton panties started, but it wasn't until I met MISTRESS that I realized exactly how deep that fetish was ingrained in my mind and soul. Mistress knew I was a pantyboy after the first ... read more
My life at school was fairly uneventful. I wasn't brilliant academically. I wasn't a talented sportsman, actor or musician. I wasn't one of the popular children. I wasn't in physical fear from bullying, although there was a lot of teasing, name calling and 'jokes' that were funny for everyone else. ... read more
Kim and I are thrilled that so many people are enjoying reading about our adventures. We have received so many really nice e-mails from lots of lovely people, its good to know you girls and guys out there are enjoying them! We had promised each other a trip to Europe but hadn't really made any fi... read more
The story of the successul aiteration of a good looking youn man into a stunning, talented, ultra feminine boy/girl John was about to learn obedience in the strietbatt sense of the word. his whole life style was about to be changed, The rather alightly built, pretty boy of 17 was to become Julie,... read more
I was nearing my thirtieth birthday and times were getting tough financially. I had gotten laid off from my job and was collecting unemployment and doing some part-time work helping out friends with odd jobs. One of them suggested that I look into cleaning houses. I've always been very neat and peop... read more
'Hey girl, watcha doin?' To this day, I don't know why I answered like I did. 'It's Jess!' 'Pleased to meet you, Jess! I love that show too! You actually look like Jess from that show 'New Girl'!' 'You're kidding me, right dude? I don't look at all like Jess, and that is not even my ... read more
I was left lying on the floor, my face completely covered in cum. I was wearing lingerie and a dog collar and I had just been fucked long and hard by my "boss." My virginity had been forcefully taken. The thing is that I loved it. I loved being manhandled by this muscular man and I really ... read more
I'm a workaholic by nature. I love my job but that's not why I work so much. I work long hours simply because when I get home I don't quite have anything productive to do. I just sit down in front of the television or I chat over the internet. Life at home is dull so the best solution seems to be en... read more
Steve asked me if I'd like to come to our school reunion. We were both twenty and being schoolmates seemed a long time ago. I agreed before he told me it was fancy dress. 'Your girlfriend, Sally's ok about this?' I ask dubiously. I knew Sally well, not that we got on particularly and she was ph... 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
[This frivolous story is something I put together as an entry for a comedy competition earlier this year, not to be taken at all seriously, a bit more sci-fi than erotica, more of a mind-fuck than anything else so it’s not jerk-off material but hopefully some of you might still enjoy it] Thankful... read more
Denise loved the weekend morning shifts, especially when guests had left ‘breakfast in bed’ signs outside their doors. She wore her usual indecently short lacy black uniform, with a lacy white apron, black matching undies, stockings and black high heels; and with her hair and make-up immaculate she... read more
A friend of mine, who thinks that i lead an exciting sex life (okay, i DO, lol) has asked me to relate an incident from my experience where i had a session with a couple. So, R, here goes. i guess i should relate a bit about myself, so that you understand how this affair took place. i am a 41 yea... read more
"Turn your head slightly to the right," she told me. I turned and my face bumped up against her left breast. "Oops, don't you bite that now," she said. "I wouldn't do that," I replied. "You better not 'cause you'd make a hole and I'd fly backward ar... read more
I arrived at the school at 8AM for the start of my new life. The school had promised a lot when I saw their website but I wasn’t quite sure what I was in for. I had arrived dressed in male clothes with none of my belongings as I had been instructed to on the website. I walked through the gates into ... read more
Traci had gotten a job as a maid in a rich man's house. She looked just like any blond 26-year old woman - long legs, slender waist and high size C breasts. She had a heart-shaped face and giggled at all the right times. Only Traci had a secret that nobody at her knew job knew about - she had a 6&qu... read more
"Alright I'll do it but you promise you will never tell or bring this up again?" It was spring of 1970 and I had just turned eighteen a week earlier. My last year at Reidel High, located in a small northwestern town Nowhere USA with a Population of 2,700 and far away from the anywhere e... read more
I woke up to hear daddy lightly snoring and in my sleep I had draped a leg over him so that my body was almost covering him. I giggled to myself realizing that even in my sleep the sissy slut in me reached to grasp his flaccid penis. Then I curled closer up against daddy and contemplated about how m... read more
