Incidents in a cross dressers life Part 3
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Sadly this wonderful story is just a fantasy, but who wants to make something similar a reality!?!The evening had taken a while to arrange, but had finally arrived. All 5 guests turned up within 15 minutes of each other and as they did, I fixed them a quick drink and showed them into the living room to get to know each other. Alan was a suited businessman in his mid thirties. Dave and Brian were dressed casually in jeans and Tshirts and both in their mid forties. Jeff and Keith were my age,...
It was a time of horrible raids by terrible marrauding hordes, which caused untold misery, fear and poverty in all of Pelopones. It was a time when Xena and Gabrielle were needed by all the towns, before it is too late, but she was nowhere to be found. The century before had been a good time for all, under the Cooperation Accord of Olympia, there was piece between all the polises, and Xena could concentrate on petty crime and feuding Gods. But now Xena had been on a mission in Asia for years,...
Let me start with the same preamble as other ISS guys start. I have never thought I will ever share an incident in a public portal. But as we mature our perspective towards life changes. I never bothered to ask her about the assets and stuff as well never measures mine too. Going to the incident, presently I am Middle East working as an engineer, kind of boring life, just office house and vice versa. I hail from Cochin Kerala pursued engineering from Bangalore and took masters from Australia ....
This is not the story of how my mother, my sister, and I escaped that catastrophe, of how the starliner Pegasus II tried to escape the disaster into FTL only to be destroyed by debris, of our flight to and rendezvous at the lifeboats, of the 24-person lifeboat jettisoning with just the three of us aboard. There are at least a dozen such accounts from the 87 survivors from the Peg, and most, to be honest, are more compelling. This is not the story of the first tumultuous hours after the...
Mom and Dad had been planning to renew their vows that very evening, and Mom had arrived at the lifeboat directly from the station where she had been shopping and getting made up for the ceremony. She was already in her white dress, tight around her torso to accentuate her remarkable figure but flowing in the skirt to give her an ethereal look. She wore white stockings underneath, the lacy tops barely visible where the skirt had ridden up. Like the rest of us, she was shoeless, probably...
PART 1 Them fuckin’ Armed Services get all the credit, but who gets their asses blown out of the water to get them their crap, for chrissake? Us fuckers in the Merchant Marine, that’s who. Goddamn sub-bait. And then they don’t send nobody to fish us out. Goddamn Krauts. Goddamn war! Cookie bobbed in his lifejacket and watched his ship disappear, a sorry excuse for a vessel, to be sure, but nonetheless, his ship. Sailors deep-six all the time, the risk they signed on for, perhaps. Bad luck,...
Memories are sometimes not to be trusted. In looking back on the past, what one believes to be a memory is in actuality what one prefers to think the past was like. We do this unintentionally -- whether as a defensive mechanism or the result of the layering of visions of the past, one on top of another, until the distant past is obscured. For Rebecca her fascination with the cross and with the practice of crucifixion seemed in retrospect to have been acquired at an early age. Now as a single...
Bondage and sex machines usually take a lot of time and co-operation to set up. But that is not my style, so my machines were selected for me to use alone with a guest, and quickly. I led Gracie to the machine I decided to use next. The cross is a standard in many playrooms, but usually these require three strong people working together to use effectively, and they often injure somebody getting the occupant into position. Plus they never do what you expect. A lot of risk for not much...
Darren closed his eyes and rested his head in his hands for the umpteenth time that day. How could he have been so stupid? He’d always been the careful one out of every crowd he’d been involved with. Coming from a dirt poor background, he knew the smallest thing would mar his reputation and he would be screwed for the rest of his life. His whole life, he had been a straight A student. Before graduating high school a month ago, his scholarship at Princeton had already been confirmed. One night...
Gay MaleTo “Hardcore” Hardaway’s way of thinking, the three snot-nosed young farts standing just inside the door to his cluttered work shed didn’t look good for much, most of all a Klan job.At first, they’d tried to act cocky, like this wasn’t no big deal. But none of ‘em said a word after seeing the cross he’d put together that afternoon. Now he was back out here trying to teach these whelps a thing or two while the half-finished can of beer he’d left inside went flat.Why in hell did Jack Tidwell, who...
HumorThis is my first attempt at this so, please be kind with your reviews. Email your comments to me at '[email protected]' Karl to Kayla - "Cross Your Heart" By Kayla Eastcock Eatscock My name is, or should I say 'was' Karl Eastman and it all began one evening while I was at work. I am an average looking 26-year-old guy. Short, sandy-brown hair, blue eyes, 5'10", 145lbs. Okay, so I was a little thin, no big deal. Over the past few months, I had developed a bad habit...
An Incident in a Cross Dresser's Life Part 4I always dressed in pantyhose while teaching class. I had on an extra tight pair of panties to hold in my butt plug. Every movement sent shivers across my nipples. The only person who knew was my fuck buddy and fellow teacher. She was the first to let me explore my cross-dressing (see previous stories). After school, we would go to the park in her van that had dark windows that no one could see in. She would sit back and I would eat her pussy until...
Father John hadn't even said hello to Sally. Pulling her along the corridor again, Sally knowing that they were going back into the basement again. She shuddered when she saw the cross. It was huge, standing over eight feet high, four feet wide, made out of heavy wood. It was a little strange for a cross, it looked like it was upside down, the cross piece lower down the upright, not near the top like a normal cross. At least the altar was gone, but she feared the cross, not sure what it...
Crossover Janet L. Stickney [email protected] There was never any doubt that I was going to be a girl someday. I mean, from early on I would wear pale lipstick and eyeliner with my hair usually braided. Then came the Crossover week and I was able to dress like a girl from the skin out, complete with hips and boobs. My father was a drunk that never cared what I did, and my mom was long gone so how I dressed was never an issue. I work at a small shop that makes and repairs video...
Hello everyone, I am Abhi from Bhopal. I to have a story to share with you guys and everybody out here on ISS is a sex addict, even I am. About my configuration I am 6 feet tall whitish colour and normal built my dick is 6 I actually measured. Interested ladies can contact by mail. Let’s come to the story. It happened a few months back I guess December when this incident happened. What happened was I went to my grandmother’s (maternal) place as it was my college break and I was free. it was the...
IncestHello guys once again ! This story is the continuation of the second part Story begins as you all have read in the 1st part that simran friend of akshata had caught me while pressing boobs of akshata in 5th floor and had agreed that she will not say anybody in a condition that whatever she says I have to do and even she knew everything what akshata and I used to do in washroom. As our classes were at 5.00pm simran once called me to her home and I reached at 3.00 pm sharp. When she opened her...
Young Cross Dressers Secrets *Sandy was busting at the seams to tell someone some very exciting secrets she was keeping. She couldnt tell anyone she knows. She decided to tell them here. __After reading My Bra and Panties are Missing, my own real story kept nagging at me to be told, but I wasnt sure how. I decided to change all the names and write a story all about this secret world I stumbled into. I started getting very horny just thinking about all that had happened&hellip,. __My story...
Hi Everyone, I hope you like these chapters, please let me know if you want the next two. Chapter 7: Triangle of Fun I slept great that night with a full stomach of drink, food and Peter’s cum. I woke up on Friday and thought this is going to be a hell of a weekend. I played around with my cameras and had finally figured out how to use the self timer on the 35mm and how to use all the options on my movie camera. They were both relatively new as I bought them in Phoenix, just before moving...
Hi Everyone, I hope you like these chapters, please let me know if you want the next two. Chapter 7: Triangle of Fun I slept great that night with a full stomach of drink, food and Peter’s cum. I woke up on Friday and thought this is going to be a hell of a weekend. I played around with my cameras and had finally figured out how to use the self timer on the 35mm and how to use all the options on my movie camera. They were both relatively new as I bought them in Phoenix, just before moving back...
CrossdressingCross-training Belladonna "Are you ready, pet?" "Yes, mistress," George Bloom responded as Celene knocked upon the iron door. George heard the loud clink of the old fashion knocker upon the door as he pulled at the hem of his short skirt. He anxiously waited for the door to open, hopeful that he would not be noticed by those passing by on the street below the staircase leading to the porch he was standing upon. George had never been to a Dom-sub party like the one that his...
You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing. I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my...
Mark was a shy guy who had always found it difficult chatting up girls. There was always some reason. He didn’t like their hair, or their body, or their look, or their personality, or his family would not approve. His upbringing was very conservative, old fashioned and his stoically minded, overbearing, controlling parents, forced their ideology on him. This had left its mark on him and he was a nervous, timid person. Any idea of an alternative life style was just not something he could do or...
First TimeThe town of Great Cross was named for a towering monument that never existed. The founders had talked of making a bid to become the state capital, and the cross was meant to be a declaration of their ambition. The ambitious talk was more fun than the actual work of building would have been, however, and no great cross ever materialized. The town reached a stable population of about four hundred, which varied up or down by only a few dozen as decades and generations came and went. Few who...
I had thought about being a helpless damsel in distress ever since I was a teen. But, the years had passed and I had never had the opportunity to actually live out my fantasy. I had talked to a few close friends about it and they all seemed to say the same thing. I was sexually repressed and the thought of being under someone’s control was my way of coping with the fact that I was really afraid of sex, of voluntarily being intimate with a man. I had been looking at articles and...
I had thought about being a helpless damsel in distress ever since I was a teen. But, the years had passed and I had never had the opportunity to actually live out my fantasy. I had talked to a few close friends about it and they all seemed to say the same thing. I was sexually repressed and the thought of being under someone’s control was my way of coping with the fact that I was really afraid of sex, of voluntarily being intimate with a man. I had been looking...
BDSMJudith is one of those lapsed Catholic girls who always wants to get back at her upbringing. She hates the self-righteousness, the paternalism, the hypocrisy. Before she could even spell those words or deconstruct the messages, she was a fervent non-believer. But the hidden messages of The Church still have a powerful resonance to her. A religion built around death. One that had dispensed it in quantity, too, through most of its history. It had an undertone of eroticism, a fascination for her...
My name is Mike Cosby. I'm about 5'9" 170lbs relatively fit and trim and my sandy blond hair and green eyes kind of stand out. When I was in college and in high school, I was never the biggest guy around so I went into some of the peripheral sports. Instead of basketball or football I ran track and cross country. Running cross got me respect in school if not star status. Even for cross country and track, I was never the star on the team, but also never the dog. I was a solid middle of the...
The Guildmistress eventually calmed down, a few deep breaths away from lucidity. She eyed the cursed woman, making absolutely sure no apparent disgust appeared on her face, otherwise the poor thing would lose it. She knew Livia would break the second she hear it, just like she herself had so long ago; it had taken her nearly two decades to fully accept it. But this was different - it was too much to bear for a poor soul. Her life, their lives were in danger; she had a job to do. "Livia,...
Hi, my name is Sam and I am a 26-year-old, slim physic cross dresser. I am a fashion designer and have a thing for female clothing. Not only I love designing female clothes but I also enjoy dressing as a girl. Coming to my story, this incident took place some years back when I was around 20 years old and had cross dresser romance session with my real Aunt. With fair and curvy physic, I can look more girly than a girl with my cross dressed attire. On one weekend, I went to my aunt’s place...
Cross DresserCross-Feed --------------- This is the first story I've written in a while. I have started several stories, but put them on the back burner because I just can't find a good ending for them. I always want to get a story 'just right'. Anyway, here's my latest installment. There is really no TG or cross dressing in it, but I feel it belongs in the genre in a weird sort of way. I hope you like it. --------------- He was a stallion, and she rode him hard. He did not...
"Satirizing reality, since time travel is impossible! and we needed to make a few bucks" Terry and the Cross Time Pirates is a twisted reality show. The plot line fills in what they are trying to do in bits and pieces that are made up situations involving advertisements that bookend the show all being for none existent products and events. A skewed sense of absurd paradoxes presents this crew of would-be crooks trying to run a scam and make lots of money off of it, but they are also...
Rhea did not often break character, her usual stony expression being the best wall against unruly employees or annoying customers; but upon see this beautiful woman reduced to such a miserable state she could not prevent old memories from resurfacing, dire times when she had no Guild that relied on her, free as the wind but as feeble as a leaf. Her responsibilities gave her weight to stand on: who cared if she was a [Sex Worker] when she led the most successful organization of the city? "As...
Lila woke up, the following day, to find the dungeon empty. She could barely walk, her breasts, swollen and in pain, seemed to have gotten infected from the nail wounds. She looked at them, detachedly. "It will not matter anyway, in one or two days," she said to herself. She made it to the bathroom and then, still nude, sat on an armchair to wait for her torturer to arrive. Manu, with his de-facto assistant Aisha found her sitting up in the chair, drinking juice. "Is it time?" Her...
My return to North America brought home to me that we had been, in a physical sense, untouched by war. Walking about in Ottawa or New York left the impression that the war didn't even exist. Within a few months, the common sight of soldiers, sailors, and airmen in uniform dissipated and almost disappeared. My memories of Tobruk, El Alamein, Naples, Rome, London, and Antwerp, however, were seared into my memory, reminding me of just how fortunate we were. My move to New York was heralded by...
The following morning, Grant arrived at the hospital, briskly making his way to Jennifer’s room. He stopped in his steps at the sudden sight of the room empty and cleaned for later use. “Oh no ... Please don’t tell me!” He muttered, his eyes beginning to grow misty. He hurried to the Nurses Station, not wanting to know but needed to know, had Jennifer died during the night? “Excuse me Nurse, the woman who was in that room,” he pointed to the open room. “Jennifer McDermott is she ... did...
I am fed up with the girls on the beach, they show off their great tits and a thong that hardly covers anything, they have great asses. I'm Julie a late 20's girls who is overweight and never looked good, even when I go on a diet it doesn't work. Still I do have some good friends, guys I've known for a long time, of course they aren't the best looking and one of the beach girls would never look twice at them.Then last week I thought up a plan. I told the 4 guys who are my best friends, Ron,...
Tracey the LifeguardBy: Jake OliveNote: As always, feedback is greatly appreciated. [email protected] had finally come to England and Tracey was very happy to be working as a pool lifeguard. At 22 Tracey was probably a bit too old to still be holding temporary summer employment but she had spent the last four summers working as a lifeguard and she couldn’t think of any reason to stop now! Tracey’s wasn‘t always the brightest or most mature girl in the world and unfortunately she had...
I love to cross-dress! I love everything about it!Like most of us cross dressers, I love everything about ladies undergarments. I like seeing lingerie in ads, in stores, on models, on TV, on women, on men and of course on me! I love the feel when I am dressed up. I love the taboo of wearing them. I love the thrill of being “underdressed”, which is wearing lots of lingerie under your manly clothes, when I go to work. I especially love the incredible horniness and lack of all boundaries...
“So, how should we do these Stone’s songs?” Phil asked at our rehearsal session. “I think we all know the music, we just need to come up with a pretty awesome arrangement; we don’t want to sound like yet another cheap cover band.” “I had some ideas, if it’s okay for me to make some suggestions,” Allison said. “Of course it is,” Phil said. “Everyone can have a say, there’s no rule that says you can’t participate in the discussion.” “Thanks, Phil, I guess being the newest here, I’m a bit...
THE NIGHT OF MY WIFE'S GANGBANG IN A NEIGHBORS DUNGEON[/b]Spontaneity can lead to the most erotic and fun adventures that await. Leaving caution to the wind and going with what is happening at the moment are some of the times we most cherish on our sexual experience. One such night of depravity transpired at a neighbors BDSM thralldom basement gathering. On the surface, Rick and Jan were the banner couple of suburbia....
Addiction lets you do anything.. I addicted to cross dressing, addicted for the femininity.. Hi, I am 24 old close door part time cross dresser from Mumbai, regular reader of ISS. Narrating my own story for first time. I am good and beautiful looking, 5’3” height, perfectly slim as like every “women” wants to be and every man feels to hold, as I kept it with having exercises and yoga because I feel sexy with it.. I started cross-dressing when I was only 12. I haven’t knew it was called as a...
This is my first story so please don’t mind and few pieces are real in this story. I will start with story rather than boring you and when I was a kid, I used to love smell of woman’s bra and panties and when that smell turned me into cross dressed I did not realize. By the time I hit my puberty I was very excited about cross dressing and used to cross dress whenever I used to get any chance to cross-dress in private. Soon after and I joined an engineer college which was mostly dominated by...
Gay MaleWhen I was 12, I went to shop for shoes with my mother. I would walk around the store, making my mother laugh out loud. The onlookers at the store, would often look at me in astonishment and wonder, “How is this little boy handling pencil heels so well�. My mama knew it back then that I was born different and she fought the world to make me who I am today, a proud cross dressing gay male. It was my first prom and I was nervous. I was worried that I will be made fun of at school, but my mama...
Cross DresserHi this is Bobby (name changed) from Pune, India. Just to give a quick intro I am 25 unmarried. I have been reading the stories from indiansexstories2.net and I just thought to share my experiences of past. I was virgin till my b.com and after that certain incidents happened in my life which changed the entire scenario of my personality. It all started when I came back to Pune after my B. Tech. And was looking for a job. We have one bhabhi in our neighborhood by the name Anu. A real charming,...
Chapter 15: Dangerous Duo I woke up the following morning to an empty bed. I went to the bathroom and when I came out there was a knock on the door. I looked out and saw Peggy with a bag and two cups in her hands. Upon opening the door, Peggy came inside and placed the drinks and bag on the table and gave me a kiss. “I thought you might want some breakfast,” she said. She had on a pair of white shorts, a light blue tank top and her sneakers. “I brought coffee and donuts.” This girl might be a...
CrossdressingMy bride to be cheated on me as a girlfriend, again when she was my fiancé, and thereafter as my hot wife for 23 years. I guess the stars aligned for us.Me-For some reason I turned to slutty, tight black satin gloves in bed, without ejaculation, a year before I accidently discovered masturbation and gushing in the bathtub. I was 12 the first time I ejaculated, rubbing my cock with slippery shampoo. An overwhelming surge of floating and pleasure washed through my virgin boner as my sudsy palms...
“That’s one pound fifty change, and your band. Pool closes in twenty-five minutes.” “Do I need to wear this?” The receptionist had given me a blue band such as one would receive at a gig. “Yes, the lifeguard will need to see it,” she replied. The receptionist was a petite girl, blonde hair sitting on her shoulders, wearing the supplied blue polo shirt all the staff wore. For a petite girl she had an impressive cleavage, pushing at the buttons on her shirt. I thought I’ll just show it to the...
FetishIncidents in a Crossdressers Life: Part 5After our last escapade, Sarah (a boy who grew up as a girl) went home and left her soiled Smurf printed panties behind and I snatched them up before I headed home. Buddy smiled as I sniffed the crotch. She demanded I lick the crust. I was being too playful so she walked up and forced them into my mouth. I guess I was not done for the night no matter how exhausted and cumless I felt. The panties in my mouth instantly got my eraser nipples hard and up...
I had dressed up since I was a teenager but it was only occasionally. Usually, it was just lingerie and it was always for me and just for masturbation. It was about ten years ago that I decided I wanted to go further and start using makeup and breast forms and wigs etcetera.Quite by chance one day, I rang an old friend just for a chat. I found out that he had rented his house out while he was travelling. The person on the other end of the line was a woman, or so I thought. We got talking and I...
Crossdressing(This post is a fictional story on a bondage forum in China, and I am the prototype of the story. I just translated it into English. The copyright belongs to the original author, and the portrait right of the photos in the original link belongs to the original author and me)In the middle of a gloomy and horrible room stood a woman with a shawl. She was wearing a sexy red cheongsam, a pair of sparkling flesh-colored stockings like cicada wings wrapped around the beautiful woman's slender legs....
I’m a male, and cross-dresses occasionally in private. After cross dressing I get hard and then get off rubbing my dick against bed. Sometimes I post my cross-dressing photos online and get excited by comments and chats. I fantasizes about being seduced/forced to cross-dress and made to serve like a whore by dominant stranger(s). I’m darkish brown, lean. Has little hair on my upper body. Thin. Have slender arms. Soft face. And thick lips. And finger thick but long. My butt is rather fine and...
Gay MaleA LITTLE PSA FROM JO: Kirsten has finished writing her update on the day for you all, but I've just taken the netbook from her to add a little something of my own. I want to thank you all for taking an active part in her adventures. The truth and the fantasy. If I sometimes seem a little pushy in the feedback comments about the targets I set....That is because I can only have Kirsten at certain times and days because of work, personal lives, etc. And as I read your amazing suggestions, I...
I had recently moved in a townhouse unit in Oklahoma. Still trying to adjust to the new neighborhood, I was also doing my best to keep my hobbies a secret. You see, I am a cross-dresser by passion. But my new neighborhood is strictly catholic and I can imagine the uproar my fantasies might stir. My next-door neighbor was an old man in his 60’s. He looked younger and stronger than his age. But, my secret unfolded and the neighbor fucked me for cross dressing. Within a couple of days of...
Cross DresserLast night I went to the pool late and ended up having a threesome in the showers.Usually, I go to the pool during the day. It feels warmer, I get some work on my speedo tan, and in the middle of the day, the pool is generally quiet. Yesterday (Friday) I was busy with work all day and time just got away from me. The pool closes at nine pm and just before eight pm, I decided to go for a late-night swim. I really wanted to get out of the house and had nothing else planned.The pool was quiet...
Gay MaleEric was in town for business. He hated having to take trips for business, but always made sure to book a room at an upscale hotel with fitness facilities, a hot tub, sauna and a pool. It was late when he arrived and got settled in his room. Figuring that he had just enough time to swim a few quick laps before the pool closed, and maybe take a short soak in a hot tub, he stripped off his street clothes and slipped into a black lycra speedo with a colorful print pattern on the front, one of his...
I couldn’t help staring at it. It was not only the biggest cock I’d seen, there was an aesthetic quality to it that begged a lingering look. Veins coursed over thick black flesh ending in a perfect golfball sized half-dome. It had to be eight inches long and, Lord Almighty, it was still soft! The first word that jumped to mind was “superior” I was staring at a superior penis. The kid’s voice snapped me back to reality. “Wanna hold it for me, Prof.?” he...
The weekend started off the same as any other for Dhiren. He threw off his drab male work clothes with alacrity and stepped into the shower. He shaved his face, legs and pubic area as was his custom, then, after turning off the tap, moisturized his legs, stepped into a pair of lacy pink panties and hooked on a matching bra. The feel of the light, soft, feminine fabric had always been a thrill to Dhiren, ever since that fateful day when, aged fourteen, he found himself alone in the house all...
Gay MaleDespués de lo que había pasado en el hotel aquel, no podía quitarme de la cabeza lo ocurrido.Antes de salir de la habitación me había dado un pequeño papel con la dirección de su trabajo y el número de teléfono.Había pasado ya casi un mes cuando encontré esa nota guardada en mi cajón entre mi ropa anterior, la saque y no pude evitar sentir que mi respiración se agito recordando de nuevo aquella verga en mis labios entrando y saliendo, sus venas marcadas.Cargue la nota entre mis libros unos días...