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........as we were moving out of the dance shop a patron remarked that the organisers of the parade were in a pub on the next street....really let s pay them a visit Mistress exclaimed.We arrived at the pub in ten minutes ,you sissy stay here in d middle of the pavement so everybody can admire you and she entered the pub with her partner in tow and soon started a conversation with the organisers....after about 20 mins that for me seemed an eternity I was ordered in.....When they saw me they all...
The 4Th of July Parade, By G. lacy panties It all started with a string of bets, and ended up with me walking in the 4th of July Parade wearing a Red, white and blue dress, with a giant petticoat, stockings, high heeled shoes and a giant floppy hat. My wife and I are fiercely completive and constantly make bets with each other over the silliest things! And push the losers willingness to do outrages things eat things that are disliked, do all the chorus around the house for a set...
The Easter Parade By Cheryl Lynn This is a continuation of my "Eve" stories and they need to be read prior to his addition. It like the others involves strong humiliation at the hands of dominant women. Maybe downloaded for personal pleasure only. All other use is prohibited unless approved by the author. Usual disclaimers apply. [email protected] The Easter Parade Easter is supposed to be a happy time with chocolate rabbits and colored eggs but Harold was miserable....
I was 16 when we moved into the Bridgeport Hotel (Free Parking! Transient Room). In the sixties, the word transient meant more like short term. We rented the room weekly and as long as dad didn't loose his current job, we would be ok. Now the hotel was in Portland Oregon and along the route of the Rose Festival parade. We were on the third floor and poking our heads out the window gave us a great view of the floats, horses, and marching bands. A while into the parade, dad said he...
There are some things in life that are not planned. They just happen! My sister Donna is 4 years older than me and we have never been real tight. We were just typical siblings with an age difference. We would fight all the time over just about anything, but as we got older we managed to become friends. My sister was a wild c***d; I caught her more than once having sex with her boyfriends at our parents' house. I never said anything but she knew that I knew. There were times, and I am sure it...
(Author's note: My thanks to Blot for allowing me to be the first 'outside' author in the Costume Gun universe. I have done my best to be faithful to all particulars of the gun's workings, but if I've erred in any aspect, please consider this to be 'non-canon.') Costume Gun: Michelle By Heather St. Claire Hi. My name is Michelle Guptill, I'm 44 years old, and I'm dying of lung cancer. I don't have an ounce of self-pity, because I brought all of this on myself. I do feel terrible...
Costume Gun: Never Use the Gun While High By Heather St. Claire Brittany Kroger paced back and forth in her living room. Every couple of minutes she would peer out from between the stained Venetian blinds to see if her best friends had arrived yet. She had quite a surprise waiting for Ashley and Brad. She found herself growing increasingly fidgety, twirling a section of her shoulder length-hair between her fingers, nervously tapping on the wall when she snuck a look between the...
Costume Gun: The Ultimate Gift By Heather St. Claire Joan Fuller sat in the lunchroom of the Dixon County Jail surrounded by co-workers and friends. She was the center of attention, which was to be expected, as this day marked her 50th birthday. Joan's square face was framed by a short brown bob. Her large, liquid brown eyes were her most compelling feature; usually, when she was on the job as a Corrections Sergeant they burned with a fierce intensity; but this afternoon, they...
Tami, a highly motivated woman sits in her harness waiting for someone to answer the door. “Pacifier! Where's my pacifier?” she orders true to form. Jim, playing her daddy calmly fumbles around in his pocket to find the pacifier. “Oh, hey. It comes with a flavor packet.” Tami is not impressed, “Just hurry up. Someone's coming.” Jim doses the pacifier with jell, “Open up.” She opens her mouth and he quickly pops it in, filling her mouth. He holds it in firmly just as the door opens....
Costume Gun: A Dish Served Cold By Heather St. Claire I pulled myself to my feet, held on to the chair in front of me for support, swallowed hard and looked around the room. I uttered nine life- changing words: "Hello, my name is Jennifer, and I'm an alcoholic." If you had told me a year ago I would be standing up at an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting, I would have said you were crazy. If you had said I would be doing it as a woman, I would have said you were stark raving mad. You see,...
Costume Gun: My Little Princess By Heather St. Claire Life's a funny thing. Just when you're sure the script has been written and there are no more surprise turns left, life deals you an ultimate surprise. Mine came just a few days ago. I was a not-quite thirty-five year old man, newly divorced, father of a beautiful five year old girl, and I was dying of pancreatic cancer. Charlotte and I married when we were both twenty-eight. Our darling Madison--Maddie-- arrived not quite two...
Ian sighed as he walked down the street, glancing at the shops. He’d been trying to come up with a good idea for a halloween party for a week - the last few years the costume parties they’d thrown had been fun, but now that he and Shauna was engaged, he felt like this needed to be a big one. After all - they’d met at a halloween party, brought there by their mutual love for the holiday. He’d searched on-line for a good party game, but none of them had jumped out at him. And none of the...
When I was nineteen, my family went to a costume party. I had always thought those were lame, and I wasn't looking forward to wearing a costume. So I was going to hide somewhere and wait the party out. But when we got to our friends' house, there were already a ton of people there. It looked like the whole neighborhood showed up.I groaned inwardly and went inside with my parents and my older sister. She was two years older than me, and was kind of a health nut. She was always watching what she...
Costume Gun: Goth Girl to Soccer Mom By Heather St. Claire Today is a big milestone in my life. But my wonderful husband, my three darling children and my beloved mother will never know about it. It may seem like an ordinary day in the life of a very ordinary 29 (soon to be 30) year old. But there is something really special about it because beginning today, this average yet oh-so-wonderful day, I will have spent more days of my life as a female than a male. I'm not much to look...
You stand in the costume shop and cough, the heavy smell of incense and potpourri overpowering your fragile sinuses as you gaze at the mounds of multi-colored clothing piled in huge masses all over the cramped shop. You hear a voice come from somewhere in the back of the shop, “Just a minute please.” It is a feminine voice, sounds like a slightly older lady. It reminds you of the voice of some of your grandmother’s old bridge club friends, the blue hairs that always pinched your cheeks and...
I was set to meet my wife at the neighbors costume party, the night of Halloween. We had planned to both dress up as characters from Star Wars, my wife would be Princess Leia, and I was a Yoda, complete with mask. I had to work that day, so I brought my costume with me to the office. As the day dragged on, my work seemed never ending. Just as it was time to leave, a client called with a crisis. I was stuck, and knew I would be late for the party. Then things got even worse. When the client...
This story happened in June 2011, my name is maya and I’m 24 years old living with my husband vishal who is 26 years old. Our parents had moved from India when they were kids to UK and vishal and I was born and brought up in London. I consider myself attractive with a lovely curvy body and eye watering 34d busts. Im expecting my first child and 5 months pregnant. My husband vishal too is a handsome rugby player who really take care of himself very well. We both are regular visitors to the gym....
In Hit & Miss, Chloe Sevigny plays a contract killer with a difference: she--or he--is a pre-operative female-to-male transsexual, a role that requires the crybaby actress to wear a prosthetic penis. Crybaby? Yes, perhaps concerned that her femininity might be compromised by her gay apparel, the actress confesses that she "cries" every day that she has to wear the artificial penis. After all, such an accessory is not typically found in a fashionista's wardrobe. Afraid that her penis...
Is it a Costume Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I never felt more alive, the softness of the clothing making me swoon in delight; I had never experienced anything like that before, so you could safely say that I was both confused and excited at the same time. I had never dressed up as a girl before, so I was unfamiliar with the inherent thrill it caused. As I looked in the mirror I saw my mother behind me, and she was smiling! "I just knew that you would look absolutely...
Costume Gun: Coming Full Circle By Heather St. Claire It seems like no matter how far you travel in life, all the roads lead back to your starting point. My name is Martha. Martha Collins. I'm a 58-year-old widow and the mother of three fantastic children. It's kind of an old-fashioned name, but I like it, and I should. I chose it when I became a woman twenty- three years ago. No, I didn't get a sex-change operation, although gender reassignment surgery really is a more correct...
Costume for Life by Leslie Leigh It was when my wife suggested that she wanted to be a man for Halloween that perhaps I should have sensed something askew. Or perhaps fate dealt us a full house. As I tell you my tale I am waiting for my "Man" to come home from the office and I have a secret.. I came home from the office on Friday, October 30, and was exhausted from a long week of work. I was an art director at a small advertising agency in Evanstown, Virginia and we had four...
His father was not a very good husband but he was great in bed. He may have only been about six inches long but he was very thick and it felt wonderful the way he stretched me open when he entered my love tunnel. He could last almost as long as he wanted to and he always brought me to at least two strong orgasms before filling me with a large load of his hot sauce. One day he announced that he was leaving me for his new rich teenaged girlfriend. He was gone that night. I don’t miss the...
Fifties Fashion Parade by Elaine (c) 2016 This story deals with homosexual sex, cross dressing, trangenderism and therefore should not be read by persons below the age of 18. Any comments on this story good or bad should be addressed to me at [email protected]. If you liked this story please feel free to read some of my other works that have been posted in Fictionmania. I am still indebted to the late Debbie Carlisle for taking the time to proof read the first part of the story...
We had been invited to a Halloween party that a friend of mine from high school was having, and I wracked my brain to come up with a costume that was unique. The only real requirement the invitation said was that full masks were to be worn. Well original me all I came up with was the mask from the movie Scream. My wife decided on a costume of a French whore and her mask was a full faced rubber mask of Janet Reno. Imagine Janet Reno as a French whore!Anyway the party was in full swing b the time...
"Something odd is going on over in Wessextown," the old lady said. "You've nothing useful to do. Go investigate." I gobbled down my breakfast, tended to my horse and weapons and was on my way before the sun topped the trees. Wessex was a small, tidy town with a pleasant square, a white church, two taverns, a sawmill and a respected potter. I headed for the larger tavern and had a good beer. The place was empty but it was barely noon. "Yer jus' in time for the show," the publican...
When they walked into the room everyone turned and stared. As opposite as they appeared to be, they were also both beautiful people. She stood about 5'5" with dark skin, long dark hair, amazing green eyes and a killer body. She was dressed as Jane wearing a very short, very tight dress that was slung over one shoulder. The ragged edge across the sides and bottom making it even smaller and displaying a little more of her body. The white leopard skin design of the dress offset her dark skin...
BisexualI am Ken and this is my husband, Keith. We married last year and I am happier than ever. But, my path to happiness was not an easy one. I would love to share my story with you.~~~I guess I will start with my first memories. My stomach tightens as I think back to that time in my life. Let's just say my childhood was not filled with laughter and acceptance. Every memory of my stepfather is a bad one. Momma married him when I was three years old. And he was a rotten son-of-a-bitch. From as early...
Gay Male*****BDSM Parade*****by Harvey [email protected]*****Chapter 1 - Orphan Slave*****"Give me your hand!"Our bodies were freezing. Visibility, extremely poor."I said give me your hand!"I didn't want anyone to go this way. Without trying. Not this way. Never this way."Lady can't you hear me!? Try to grab my hand!" I was practically out of breath. I desparately wanted her to make another attempt. I was trying to save her life. Trying to get her to reach for my hand. My body was pulled by my...
This one might be just a touch, a tad, a jot, an iota over the top. The answer to that stereotypical LW cliché, that trite meme – is not that the best revenge is a life well-lived – it is a life really, REALLY well-lived. Enjoy. (BTW, if you recognise the accent – it’s not from there!) RAINE, ON HER PARADE “Damn, you’re a hard man to track down.” I grunted. I didn’t look around – I didn’t need to: she still wore the same perfume. Not knowing quite what else to do, I continued attaching...
At the Defaulters' Parade it turned out there were two cases. One was a crew member who had come back off a forty-eight hour shore pass hopelessly drunk, and the other was another sailor who had been caught in the guest quarters. Discussion with Charles revealed to Henry that the first had been drunk on illegally brewed local hooch and that Admiral Peitsche's normal punishment for that was six lashes of the dog whip. "Seems a bit severe?" "Well sir, he would get at least twenty if the...
I left Jennifer and Jerry’s house after a great breakfast and several cups of coffee. I had a lot to do that day before even getting ready for the evening’s events. The day had turned out just as the weatherman had predicted the night before, a balmy warm day in the low seventies and the evening wouldn’t dip too far into the high fifties and the same weather pattern would last about three days. It was looking like a nice weekend and the possibility of riding the bike to the party that evening...
Group SexThe Costume Store is an indiscreet shop in the mall. Few people paid it any mind and many walked passed it without giving it a second glance. If they knew what wonders were inside they might have given more thought to going inside. Inside the shop walls were racks and racks of costumes. But not just any costumes. There were costumes that turned the wearer into devils. Ones that made the wearer think they were super models. Even ones that would transport the wearer to alternate worlds where they...
FantasyJack made his way along the oak panelled passageway cautiously. He was regretting being one of the few who had decided not to come to the party in a costume as his dark suit, far from making him inconspicuous, made him stand out among the weird and wonderful crowd. Naturally shy, he found the decadence of the whole affair rather alarming and he tried to keep a low profile. This had been unsuccessful as his boyish good looks and strong powerful physique had attracted many admiring glances from...
You approached the front door of the house. You were about to enter the craziest Halloween party in town. Anything could happen. You take a deep breath, hoping you look good in your Spider-Man costume, and walk inside.
Jack made his way along the oak panelled passageway cautiously. He was regretting being one of the few who had decided not to come to the party in a costume as his dark suit, far from making him inconspicuous, made him stand out among the weird and wonderful crowd. Naturally shy, he found the decadence of the whole affair rather alarming and he tried to keep a low profile. This had been unsuccessful as his boyish good looks and strong powerful physique had attracted many admiring glances from...
BDSMChrissieHaving received the invitation and tickets. You board the plane. It's a long flight so you have come prepared. Long flowing dress, stockings, no underwear, and reading material. An overnight bag full of essentials and a few nonessentials. The pain killers you took are working fine but they have reacted with the other little pill you took that arrived with your tickets. You feel lovely, all warm and floaty and slightly sleepy. But the strange thing is – you love everyone.Your club class...
This story was given to me by a very dear departed friend.Chrissie1Having received the invitation and tickets. You board the plane. Its a long flight so you have come prepared. Long flowing dress, stockings, no underwear and reading material. Overnight bag full of essentials and a few non essentials. The pain killers you took are working fine but they have reacted with the other little pill you took that arrived with your tickets. You feel lovely, all warm and floaty and slightly sleepy. But...
Sunday morning is always special every week now. We have only been together as a combined family for three months. The first month or so was insane. Just learning a new country for one person is hard. But we added four people to our family – one of whom has had to really wing it alone most of the time. We can't be there with her as she makes her way in her little town. Teaching Lena how to drive has been a real effort and we really don't want her driving in the Winter months this first...
Tess here. I'll continue the narrative for the moment. Waking a few hours later, rested and refreshed, I performed a brief toilette to swab off the dried and flaky semen still spotted about my breasts, shoulders, neck, face and hair. I marveled at the sheer amount of ejaculatory fluid the Chief had produced, and once again resolved to evaluate the emissions of other tribal members with all due haste. Roderick was seated at a camp chair a few feet beyond, working at his journal. The dear...
The two girls took hold of Jack, one at each wrist, and led him to the door of the bathroom. When they had taken him inside the second girl slipped back and he heard the key turn in the door behind him. It was a huge room with a black and white marble floor and a Victorian bathtub in the centre slightly raised on a pedestal. The walls were cream coloured and yellow lighting gave the room an atmosphere of gothic menace. Jack watched the second girl walk past him as she tucked the key down...
When they walked into the room everyone turned and stared. As opposite as they appeared to be, they were also both beautiful people. She stood about 5’5′ with dark skin, long dark hair, amazing green eyes and a killer body. She was dressed as Jane wearing a very short, very tight dress that was slung over one shoulder. The ragged edge across the sides and bottom making it even smaller and displaying a little more of her body. The white leopard skin design of the dress offset her dark skin...
This is a story about Samantha, a young white woman in her late 20’s, and her fiancé Eric. Samantha has jet black hair that goes roughly half way down her back, blazing green eyes, and a very petite figure (think 32-22-32). Eric is a white man also in his late 20’s and has light brown hair and blue eyes, and is pretty athletic. Samantha also has a twin, Annabella, who looks just like her except Annabella’s eyes are blue. This is their fourth story. Other stories featuring them include...
The two girls took hold of Jack, one at each wrist, and led him to the door of the bathroom. When they had taken him inside the second girl slipped back and he heard the key turn in the door behind him. It was a huge room with a black and white marble floor and a Victorian bathtub in the centre slightly raised on a pedestal. The walls were cream coloured and yellow lighting gave the room an atmosphere of gothic menace. Jack watched the second girl walk past him as she tucked the key down into...
BDSMIn the early evening of Halloween night of 200X I went out to dinner with some friends at a popular vegetarian restaraunt in A.A. the town where I go to college. It was warm for that time of year so I was wearing a black cocktail dress and stockings. Two of my housemates, Tim and Cara were there too. I should explain. I live in a co-op with Tim, Cara, two other guys and one other women. We share a house not far from downtown. Tim is 6'3 and extremely handsome. With bright blue eyes and wavy...
There exist in the world devices designed for humiliation. They can either never be removed or only be removed at a very high price. They come from many places, both technological and mystical. These infernal creations often look like everyday object such as shoes or clothing… These are the stories of the unfortunate souls unlucky enough to be trapped in them…
This is what I want my wife to do to me. I run a nice hot bath for her with scented candles and lavender bath oils in the tub. I take Mary into the bathroom and slowly strip her naked. Get her into the tub and let her soak for a little while.While she is soaking, I go to the bedroom and select her clothes for the evening. First off would be a white lacy bra that was transparent. Then add her matching white lacy panties. Add a garter belt and white lacy stockings and 4 inch heels. Now it was...
Vanakam nanbargale, en veetu velaikaariyai eppadi usar seithu oothen enbathai indru tamil kama kathaiyil ungalidam solugiren. En peyar murugan vayathu 40 aagugirathu, intha vayathil engal veetil puthithaaga oru velaikaariyai velaiku serthom. Munbu velai seithu kondu irunthaval udambu sari ilai endru velaiku varuvathu illai. En veetu manaivi puthithaaga pangajam engira 32 vayathu velaikaariyai velaiku serthaal, aval parka azhagaga velaiyaaga irunthaal. Iru mulaiyum perithaaga irunthathu, idupil...
Hello, ISS fans. I am Ronak from Ahmedabad, returning after quite a long gap. Those who read my series, would remember me. “Don’t I deserve to be loved like the other women?” The words were filled with the deep agony of remaining lonely for most of her life. She raised her head from my shoulder and looked at me. Her eyes seemed to drag me into the unknown depths. A pool of tears had already formed. Each drop started falling from both the corners of her eyes and stopped on her cheek. “I can...
IncestI just cannot imagine my life without my wife Sandy. We have been married now for fifteen years and she is my pride and joy as well as my lover, friend and source of sexual excitement.You see about three years ago it all got started kind of by accident.Sandy is a five foot ten inch brunette. She has a very nice perky full set of thirty-six C tits that just drive me wild. She has long silky smooth legs that are most generally tanned, and look magnificent. Her ass is round and tight and looks...
It was the week between Christmas and New Years. I was both looking forward to it and nervous about it. My family, well my husband's family, had rented a cabin in Tahoe. We'd never done that before, we'd never spent four days together, just the six of us anywhere, never mind a cabin in the woods. To make it worse my husband's sister Julie was bringing her boyfriend, a man we'd never met. So it would be me, my husband, his mother Betty, his father Lou, his sister, and her boyfriend. I tried to...
I look around my new apartment and remind myself to be grateful. I am, I think with a sigh. It’s just . . . When I graduated from college, I expected that to be the beginning of my career. I didn’t expect that the best job I could find would be building manager for the Marylebone Apartments (pronounced “MAR-le-bun,” I remind myself). The pay isn’t much, but the apartment is free (small, but free), so it’s enough to live on. If the tenants aren’t too demanding, I should have time for some...
France, two weeks before Harry Potter met the giants Gabrielle Delacour was immensely disappointed with herself. She prided herself on being the best daughter she could be, the best student she could be and the level of control she exerted over her demeanor at all times. Where her sister was fierce and passionate, she was calm and controlled. Where her sister was swept away by short-lived romantic affairs, she had never been distracted from her education. That said, Gabrielle did think...
Everyone grabbed a seat, and the convoy drove to the storage complex. Most everything they owned in furniture was placed in storage to be sorted on a later day, then continued onto the family’s new home. Dan and Karen gave Scott and Abby a tour of the house. Scott really liked the layout and the backyard. “I could easily live in a house like this. It sure beats the duplex we are in now,” Scott remarked to Vicky. Karen wanted to talk with Vicky, so Dan grabbed the keys to his car and took...
Bonnie was over the following Friday. The two sisters went out to a pub to hang out. When Amy and Bonnie got home that night, both girls were very drunk. As usual, Amy was extremely horny. Not so common was that Bonnie was horny as well. When her little sister had planted the seed about lesbianism a couple of weeks ago, Bonnie had found it curious. But she could not get the idea out of her mind. It was true when she told her she didn’t understand it, but didn’t condemn it. Lately, however,...
"I'll see you in three hours, babe," you say. We make our goodbyes, and I hang up the phone. Time to shower. Stripping as I go, I smile my way into the bathroom and turn on the water. I let it get warm, but not too hot; I know that I’ll be in there for a while. Slipping past the curtain, I enter the shower and stand immediately under the warm stream. I allow myself the luxury of getting fully wet before doing the obligatory shampooing and soaping. Once clean, though, I reach for a fresh razor...
Straight SexI saw Jenna from across the park. She’d bolted from the school office and had hidden by the time the teachers emerged from the office. She was fast, I gotta give her that. I could understand how they couldn’t see her, she’d ducked into our old hiding place – Jenna used to be my best friend, but things change… she changed. It seemed like one day she was my best friend, the next she’d blossomed, moved on to the in-crowd and left me behind.I strayed over to where she was hiding, school was...
Morning Play Morning Play ? I awakened to the wonderfully pleasant sensation of my lover's warm hand around my cock--stroking, pulling, squeezing.? Eyes still closed, I slowly came to consciousness, luxuriating in her massage, feeling the blood rush to my genitals and my cock engorge.? I spread my legs wide, let my jaw go slack and undulated my hips in time with her ministrations. ?? "Good morning, Darling," she said, her voice a soft, throaty whisper. ?? I opened my eyes and looked...
Please read the first part of this story to enjoy this one. Sanjana aunty: What have you done, Abhi? I didn’t mean it this way. Me: Sorry, aunty. I just did it in heat of the moment. She seemed disturbed a bit and also looked drowsy. She stood up and said, “I am going to sleep. So you also go back to your room and sleep. We will talk about this tomorrow. ” Fear and tension consumed me. I thought I will not be able to sleep that night. I drank a little more and went to sleep in my room. By the...
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