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CANDIE'S JOURNAL By Southern Candie ENTRY 1 Hi I am Andy, but my stepbrother calls me Candie when he makes me dress up for him. I decided to keep a journal of all the things that happened to me since that faithful day. The day my stepbrother caught me all dressed up in my Mom's lingerie and decided to blackmail me into being his sex toy. First though let me give you some background information that lead up to that day. I do not really remember my Dad, he died when I was just 2. Growing up it was always just me and my Mom. That all changed when I was 13, Mom started dating this guy who had a son 2 yrs older than me. I didn't like the guy or his son and I do not think Moms new boyfriend liked me. Mom told me it was good for me to have a male influence around for a change. She said she didn't want me to turn out a sissy. Little did she know what was going to happen. She did not know this but I was already well on my way to becoming a sissy. During the summer before I turned 13, Mom decided I was big enough to be left alone during the day while she worked. She said I would not have to have a baby-sitter as long as I stayed inside and out of trouble. Well, there was only so much a boy can do indoors during the summer and it got boring real fast. So one day I was walking by my Moms bedroom and for some reason I decided to explore. I rarely went into her bedroom and so it was an adventure. When I went in I really didn't know where to start. So I decided to go through the drawers of her dresser. The top drawer just had socks in it. The second drawer had her bra and panties, All colors and different style of panties. I was going though the panties and I got a strange Idea, I had discovered jacking off from talking with some friends from school and I thought it would be fun to jack off in my Moms bedroom and to use a pair of her panties to do it with. So I picked a purple pair of silk panties and went over to her bed. I had another 2 hours before Mom came home so I decided to do this right. I completely undressed and laid down on the bed. I started rubbing the silk panties over my little Dick and got hard in a hurry. God they felt good on my Dick. I would rub until I got close then stop until I calmed down some. I did this about 4 or 5 times then the feeling got so good that I couldn't stop and came all over the panties. Uh oh.... After that I could not just put the panties back in the drawer. I figured well she had so many she would not miss one pair. So I got dressed, straightened out her bed and took the panties back to my room. I hid then in a box of old toys at the back of my closet. Later that night I got them out and jacked off 2 more times before I went to sleep. After that I would spend at least an hour a day going through my Moms stuff. It was just a matter of time before I started trying on her clothes. At first I would just put on panties and jackoff. Then I progressed to trying on a bra, later pantyhose. Soon I was dressing all the way. I even started trying on her makeup, I didn't do it often because I figured it would be easy for her realize that her makeup was disappearing. I started letting my hair grow longer. By the end of the summer I could pass as a cute young girl. School finally started back and I had little time to dress up in the afternoon before Mom came home. I still hid a pair of panties in my room to put on and jack off with from time to time. ENTRY 2 In my first journal entry I told how I started crossdressing. Now I will tell you about my Moms new husband and my new stepbrother. When summer vacation ended and I started back to school, I had very little opportunity to dress in Mom's things. She got home from work about 30 minutes after I got home from school and I was afraid of getting caught so I never did anything in the afternoons. well except masturbating in my bedroom but that didn't take long so I would be finished before she got home. One day she came home and said she had a date. I was glad, she didn't get out much and I thought she should have some fun, plus I would be home alone while she was out. She had been dating this guy for a couple of weeks when she decided to have him and his son over for dinner one night. Stan (my Moms new boyfriend) was 6'2" and weighed around 275 pounds. Mike (his Son) was a chip off the old block so to speak, at 16 he was already 6 feet tall and 225 pounds. He played football and wrestled for his High School. Compared to them I felt so small. I am only 5'6" and 135 pounds. I was never good at sports and was considered a geek. I had been growing my hair long since the summer and it was shoulder length by now. I had been letting it grow since I stated dressing up. Stan kept talking about how athletic his son was and how many girls wanted to date him. He made comments about how he doubted I had that problem since I looked more like a girl than a man like his son. Needless to say I did not like Stan. Mike did not say much then but later when I was showing him my room, he was just as bad as his Dad. Always talking about how he had girls fighting over him. He even said that he thought I was more feminine than some of the girls who wanted to date him. It was a bad night all around for me. After that when Stan came over after that I stayed in my room and avoided him as much as possible. One positive thing came from my Mom dating Stan, she started buying sexier lingerie. I really liked this one Teddy that had garters and matching stockings. I tried it on one night while she was out, I thought I looked hot in that pink teddy and I noticed she had a pair of pink 4 inch heels. They were a little tight but with the stockings on I could just squeeze my feet into them. They hurt my feet and I had to take small steps, but man did they make me feel so sexy. It didn't take me long to cum when I started jacking off. When I started to cum I realized that I didn't have panties or a tissue to cum into and I did not want to stain her new lingerie and get caught so I caught my cum in my right hand. Since I had already jacked off twice that afternoon I did not cum much. When I looked at my hand I did something I had never done before, I tasted my own cum. It did not taste all that bad. I quickly undressed and put her things away. That night Stan slept over, the next morning while Mom was cooking breakfast in her robe, the belt came undone and I noticed she was wearing the same lingerie I had tried on the night before. Stan saw the look on my face and started laughing. He said your Mom is so sexy in that outfit and man was she good in bed. I know I turned all shades of red. Two weeks later Mom told me that She was going to marry Stan and we were going to move in with him and His son Mike. ENTRY 3 After Mom announced that she was going to marry Stan and that I was going to get a new stepbrother, I got really depressed. We were going to move into their house and I figured that I would never get a chance cross dress. They had a big house so I got my own room, I thought at least I would get a chance to wear panties at night and masturbate, something I was doing a lot lately. It was October and I had just turned 13, Mom said I was becoming a man and I needed male influences in my life. I had a bad feeling about living with Stan and his Son Mike, I didn't particularly like Stan and Mike was always bragging about his athletic ability and putting me down. I just hoped I would be able to get along with them enough that they would not bother me to much. Mom was in love though, and we soon moved into their house with the wedding to take place in 2 weeks. With all the preparations for the wedding going on I was pretty well left to myself. We would occasionally eat together but that was the extent of our family bonding. One night Mom asked Mike to help her with the dishes, Stan laughed and said that was for women or sissies, so she should just ask me to help her. I ended up doing the dishes for her. The big day was approaching and we had a dilemma, Stan wanted to take Mom on a week long cruise for their honeymoon. The problem was what to do with Mike and myself. Mike told me I had better help him persuade them to let us stay by ourselves or I would regret it. Luckily our parents agreed to let us stay by ourselves since Stan's brother lived just up the street and he would keep a close eye on us. The Wedding took place on a Wednesday afternoon. It was a small wedding with just the close family, well with Stan's family since it was just me and my Mom. Mom looked beautiful dressed in a white lace bridal gown. I was jealous because I had been with Mom when she purchased the lace panties, garter belt and lace thigh highs. I was dying to try them on but didn't know if I would ever get the chance. After the ceremony we had a small reception where Stan's Brother got drunk and started talking to Mike about how I had a cute butt and nice hair to be a boy. I heard Mike say "just look at him, he isn't much of a boy, more like I am getting a little sister." They both laughed about what he said and then went off to talk to Stan. That night I went to bed wondering to myself what kind of family did Mom marry into? ENTRY 4 Thursday Morning came and I went into the kitchen to get breakfast before school and Mike told me I had to fix it myself because Mom and Stan were still in Bed. He told me, "I bet Dad really laid it to your Mom last night." and then he laughed and said she better get use to it because He knew that his Dad was like him and that they both really really liked sex. He then said something about how he bet that I was still a virgin. I said yeah right, not wanting to tell him that it was true. When I got home that afternoon, Stan was lying on the couch watching TV and he said that Mom was still in bed and that she was exhausted because she did not get much sleep last night. He told me to make myself useful and go get him a beer. I wanted to tell him to get it himself but I did not want to cause trouble on Mom's first day of marriage. I went upstairs and change into some warm-up pants and a T-shirt. I really wanted to put on the pink Panties that I had gotten out of Moms drawer during the move and jack off. I decided not to because I didn't want to do it with everyone at home. As I started downstairs, Mom came out of the bedroom and she did look exhausted and I noticed that she had a sexy red teddy on under her robe. That night I slipped the panties on before I went to bed and I jacked off 3 times before I went to sleep. The first time I decided to taste my own cum again. It seemed to taste better this time then it did the first time I tried it. That night I had strange dreams about wearing a wedding dress and getting married. At 4 A.M. the alarm clock went off, we were getting up early to see Mom and Stan off since they were leaving on their honeymoon. After all the good-byes and our promises to stay out of trouble for the next week, they finally left. As we walked back up stairs Mike told me all I had to do to stay out of trouble was for me to stay out of his way. That he might have some friends over to party this weekend and if I told anyone I would be sorry. I promised that I would stay out of his way and went into my bedroom. I was happy because I realized that Mike always had practice in the afternoon and that he would not be home until 6 at the earliest, and since I got home around 3:30 that I would have a few hours to play dress up. Something I had not had a chance to do for over a month. When I left for school that morning I was eager to get the school day over with and get home and put on something sexy. I hoped that Mom had not taken all of her sexy lingerie on her honeymoon and that I would have something sexy to try on. Entry 5 Mom and her new husband had left for their honeymoon that morning, and Mike would not be home until 6 so I would have the house all to myself for a couple of hours to dress up and have fun. All day I had trouble concentration in class, by the last period I just wanted the day to end so I could get home. When the final bell rang I could not get out of there fast enough. The sooner I got home the more time I would have to play. As I entered the house I stopped in the kitchen to get a coke and then I headed upstairs. I decide to get undressed in my room and then go into Moms and Stan's bedroom to see what I wanted to try on. As I left my bedroom my Dick was already getting hard in anticipation. I stopped at their door and took a deep breath before I entered. The first thing I noticed was that Stan's bed was a lot bigger than Moms was at our old house. Plus there was a big mirror on one of the closet doors and you could see yourself when you laid on the bed. Perfect I thought to myself, I could actually watch myself as I got off. I went to my Mom's dresser and started my search, I found the sexy red teddy that I had noticed that Mom had on the day after her wedding. Man it was a sexy outfit, a red lace bodice with a thong snap crotch, with 2 garters on each side. I quickly found the matching red lace top stockings. I could not find any red shoes but I did find the 4-inch heels that Mom had worn with her wedding dress and I decided to try those. I think I was harder that I had ever been before, I stroked my Dick a few times and then started getting dressed. I slowly pulled up the teddy letting my skin feel the material as it slid up my body. As I adjusted the spaghetti straps I noticed that my erection made an obscene sight sticking out one leg opening. I sat on the bed facing the mirror and slowly rolled the stockings up my legs and fastening them to the garters. I had sexy legs if I said so myself. I slipped the heels on and about fell the first time I tried to walk in them. I had to take small steps and I noticed it made my butt jiggle. I tried a few sexy poses in front of the mirror the decided to fluff out my hair and then I sat at Moms vanity table and put on some dark red lipstick. Looking in the Mirror I seen a slutty teen girl looking back, the only problem with that picture was that I had a raging hard on and it was noticeable. I decided it was time to take care of that problem. I went to the bed and laid on my side facing the mirror. I would slowly stroke my cock and pretend that the sexy girl in the mirror was doing it to me. I would bring myself to the edge and the back off. I did this several times until I could not back off anymore I knew I was going to cum a lot and when I did I tried to catch it all in my left hand and then I took my own load in my mouth and swallowed. I was in heaven, I was so absorbed in my after climax bliss that it took me a minute to hear the laughter and applause coming from the doorway. When I realized what was going on my eyes snapped open and there was my stepbrother Mike and his friend Mark, standing in the doorway. Oh my God how was I going to get out of this? TO BE CONTINUED...

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Dear Diary,I had sex with Ron Hauermeier last night! I saw him at Steve's party and he kinda cornered me and started talking to me. I asked him where Becky his girlfriend was, and he told me that she didn't come to the party. He started telling me that he and she have sex all the time, and that he makes her have like multiple orgasms and stuff. It kinda made me curious, so when he asked me to take a drive with him I agreed to. I'm sixteen now, and I'm tired of being a good girl.He drove to some...

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My Journal

My name was once Tanya. I gave up that name three years ago when I gave myself to Master. He brought out of me the truth of who I am, and in doing so took possession of my self in every way that matters.  We met online in a chat room for singles. He told me later that he sensed in me right away a hint of who I could become. He is older than I, and had a wife once, but he said that with her he couldn't have the kind of relationship he hungered for - the kind of relationship he has with me. They...

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Of course the first thing to do was to read up as much about Pleasure Island Mature Private Party Palace and Playgrounds, as Alicia could. It certainly seemed a pleasant place, full of woods, streams and valleys, but the most interesting aspect of the island was its liberal attitude towards sex and nudity. Katy escorted Alicia to the airport and soon she was on her way. She shared the flight with several other people: most of them very much older than her. In front of her, an elderly man was...

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An Immortal Sluts Journal

I slipped down into the bracing embrace of the water, and let the cool, clear water seep into every pore. The piercing grasp of the cold took hold of my heart almost immediately, setting it leaping with earnest, cleansing adrenaline. All the dust and sweat and dried-on fluids of the last few days began to just drift away. While the silver-spun moonlight and gentle, babbling silence of this midnight pool soothed what parts of my soul still smouldered. It had been a strenuous few days, my...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 66 A Peek in Your Journal

March 24, 1997, London and Woking, England On Monday morning, I ran the same circuit I had when I’d been in London the previous time, then did my kata in the park with Pippa and Lawrence looking on. I talked with them for a few minutes, then headed back to the hotel for a shower. After my shower, I dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. I ate and read the International Herald Tribune. When I finished, I went upstairs to get my bag and headed for the Tube for the ride to Woking. I read...

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The Interview From Investigative Journalism

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The Interview From Investigative Journalism

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Investigative Journalism

Dawn Garth took a deep breath and pushed open the door. She took the five or six steps down that led through a curtained archway and into the spacious room. Nervously, the blond woman scanned the entire area. Her eyes swept over the bar, where a few stools were occupied, to the couples on the dance floor. She took in the row of tables on the far side as well as the booths scattered against the back wall. In spite of her nervousness, her foot twitched to the music pouring from the bandstand in...

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15 The Julie Journals

***** Julie walked through the automatic doors and paused for a second surveying the vast marbled lobby of the Chimera, a new swanky 5 star hotel that had only been built in the last few years. She knew that at 37 she looked 10 years younger and smoothing down the clinging low cut dark maroon jersey dress, that did nothing to hide the curves of her fit and supple body, Julie walked slowly towards the bar area. As she moved in the balanced and poised way of someone who is either a dancer or a...

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12 The Julie Journals

***** Julie stood leaning on the railings looking down onto the busy shopping square, her long brown hair was loose around her face and her blue eyes were concealed by large dark glasses. She felt the dampness in her silk camisole top beneath her linen trouser suit and noticed the jacket had become undone and fallen open. Glancing down she chuckled to herself thinking perhaps she should have worn a bra, as her hard nipples were clearly visible through the damp material. Quickly she closed...

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14 The Julie Journals

***** The club was dark and dingy; smoke curled and hung in the pools of light thrown up by the shaded bulbs. Julie walked slowly and confidently to the bar feeling the eyes of the men undressing her as she moved. Julie knew that at 35 she still had a good body on her that would turn men's heads and get a look of jealous disapproval from a few women as well. Julie's body did not just come from luck, two hours of gruelling work in a gym three times a week plus more than the odd martial arts...

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13 The Julie Journals

***** Julie stopped for a moment to catch her breath and watching the people laughing and enjoying themselves as they chatted and drank. There must have been over a hundred people milling about, some enjoying the rare English sun, others trying to seek shade under the trees dotted about her large garden. Julie loved her annual get together as it gave her a chance to catch up with a lot of people she didn't see during the year. At the moment it was very pleasant and family orientated with...

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11 The Julie Journals

***** "It will be fun" said Julie down the telephone, "And we will get an opportunity to spend some time together and have a bit of fun, and we haven't celebrated my 34th birthday last Saturday yet." Julie could hear Sarah breathing hard down the telephone and Julie lowered her voice so her boyfriend couldn't hear and whispered "And I can lick your lovely pussy until you scream with pleasure." Julie heard Sarah's breathing quicken as she replied a muttered "Yes," and smiling to...

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10 The Julie Journals

***** "It will be fun," giggled Julie down the telephone, "Anyway while the men are away the girls will play". Julie was talking to Sarah, the wife of one the men who served in the same regiment as her boyfriend. They had been out as a group and whilst they all got on, Sarah always seemed a bit straight laced when it came to the subject of sex. Sarah would blush and get very shy if Julie tried to raise the subject outside of the men's earshot about their respective love lives. Sarah...

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09 The Julie Journals

***** ... Julie sat in the sterile lounge of the airport hotel in Gatwick staring at the giant wooden aeroplane suspended in the bar area. She was more than a little pissed off as though she thought she had been clever in catching the earlier transatlantic plane via Gatwick, but with delays and cancellations meant she now had a fourteen-hour wait before catching the connector to Brussels. She knew at 32 she was still in excellent condition and wished for a moment she wasn't as she tried to...

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08 The Julie Journals

***** ... Julie was bored, she clicked through the channels on the TV before clicking it off and threw the remote onto the couch in disgust. It was a few weeks before Christmas and Julie was spending her birthday on her own, a situation she didn't normally mind but tonight she wanted company. Walking into her bedroom she stripped to her thong and bra and stood with her wardrobe doors wide open looking at her clothes. Running her fingers along the rack she smiled as she came across her biking...

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06 The Julie Journals

.... Julie settled back into the business class seat and kicked off her shoes and wiggled her toes. Picking up her bag, she opened it and took out a crumpled and tear stained piece of paper. Carefully unfolding it she began to read ...." Dear Julie, I have never asked you to choose between our marriage and your work as I know how much both mean to you. I don't think it's fair to put you in a position of having to choose so I have decided to make the choice for you. I love you now and always...

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02 The Julie Journals

* * * * * ………… Julie stumbled down the road, the wind biting and cold as it whipped her long brown hair around her face. Not caring where she went she walked onwards the tears stinging her face as she recalled the almighty row she had with her father. Julie had gone to a party and ended up in bed with the husband and wife throwing the party. Unbeknown to her the host, John had worked with her dad and he had mentioned what had happened within her fathers’ earshot. Julie’s dad had come home...

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03 The Julie Journals

***** ...Julie stumbled through the cold streets her eyes blinded by tears as she mumbled to herself over and over, "no men ever, no men ever, they are all fucking pigs." She was tired and cold to her very core and could walk no more as finally she came to a halt and slumped in the gutter staring at her beloved Tyne Bridge. At just over 20 she wondered what was left in her life as she watched some of the month old banners, still attached to the river railings, flapping in the bitter wind,...

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04 The Julie Journals

***** ... Seeing the Black Bull pub, the designated finishing post, appearing rapidly in the distance Julie allowed herself the luxury of glancing back under her arm to see where the other rider was. Seeing a speck behind her she laughed into her helmet and dipping the clutch, grabbed a big handful of throttle causing the large bike to rise onto its back wheel. Keeping it there until she knew the bikers outside the pub had seen her wheelie she dropped the front back down before turning into...

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05 The Julie Journals

* * * * * Julie hummed softly to herself as she sat in front of the mirror applying some minimal makeup before getting ready to go to the local restaurant for an evening meal. At nearly 27 Julie was pretty happy with life, she had been married for nearly two years now and things couldn't be better both at home and at work. She could hear Tony, her husband singing off key in the shower, and wanted to go and hug him tightly again for his fantastic idea of getting away from it all for a...

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07 The Julie Journals

***** ... "Fuck off" Julie spat at the man sitting behind the desk, "You won't get me taking my clothes off like some cheap whore," and with that Julie lit a cigarette in defiance of the no-smoking signs and sat back in her chair staring at the man on the other side of the desk. The man returned Julie's venomous stare with a calm and collected poise to his face and waited in the silence for a while as he watched Julie puff the cigarette furiously before dropping it into the half empty...

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01 The Julie Journals

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Mistress Journals

FEBRUARY 12TH 2007- INTRODUCTION It was a bit nerve wracking, sitting in a chair in the middle of a very empty room waiting for mistress. Maybe my watch was slow but it felt like she should have been there by then. A loud noise caught me off guard. It was the steel door slamming shut. There she was. Absolutely stunning. She had black hair with red streaks that went down to her shoulders. Her height surprised me. Mistress Nikki was not much shorter than me, probably about 6 foot 1. The knee...

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Tortured French Journalist

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Candy Martha

Candy met Martha at a friend's party. She had noticed Martha moving around the room. Everyone else seemed to notice Martha too. It was, she mused, not only because of Martha's generous proportions -- but also because of her easy laugh, booming voice and the animated way she flung her arms and head when chatting. You could see Martha was accustomed to being noticed and she did nothing to make herself any less the centre of attention by her style of dress, which was a loud floral clingy number...

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