Jughead Jones and the Curse of the Bauble
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Consequences of Cross Dressing by Cindy Johnson (CindyTv@gmail.com) My dilemma was that I masturbated all over mother's gown and nylons and I frantically tried to clean everything up as fast as possible. I was frightened that it would leave a stain and I didn't know what to do but after twenty minutes of cleaning everything with soap and water, I felt like I was in the clear. I put everything back where it I found them and ran to my room reflecting on what had just happened. I...
Reddit Redheads, aka r/Redheads! A lot of men choose between either blondes or brunettes when it comes to the kind of woman they want. They usually don't even consider the more important dimensions to weigh out, like, for example, neuroticism, openness, conscientiousness, and, of course, breast size and ass-to-waist ratio. But there are a million things to consider when picking women, and I bet that a lot of you don't even think about red hair when weighing those things out in your...
Reddit NSFW ListAndrea stood in front of Mr Garvey, her headmaster felling ashamed, worried and slightly aroused. He had seen the video of her sucking a fellow six-form members cock in the school toilets and had threatened to expel her however it seemed it he was willing to offer the teenager another option and she didn't think she would mind the punishment too much. She stood in her uniform green blouse, bottle green skirt, white socks and black court shoes listening to him speak. "Andrea you are well aware...
David, my husband has an older brother, Steven who has two sons, Charlie and Miles with his wife Karen. At the time of this incident, Steven was serving in the British Army based out in Germany, both sons thanks to the Army paying some of the fees, had been educated at UK boarding schools since they were 8 years old, flying out to see their parents at full holiday times, at other times we were their legal guardian in the UK and looked after them on the half term breaks. Charlie is 2 years...
0. She was sitting on the edge of her bathtub completely naked looking out into her bedroom with a kind of thill of anticipation. She had had a full bath and had just finished shaving her body except for her beautiful dark hair. She also had been given several huge cleansing enemas, until what she expelled was as clear as water. She wasn't a perfect girl, she new, slightly smaller than usual with her 163 cm, and she wasn't as thin as some of her friends, but she had full breasts and an inviting...
You were bent forwards now, legs splayed, your ass and pussy only just covered by your tiny gym slip, but not for long. I reached forwards and drew the skirt up - a finger gently tracing along the line between your cheeks - and left it gathered around your waist. I heard you cry out as you felt yourself exposed to me. By now you will have realized what a tough headmaster I could be and you must have been more than a little scared as to what was to come next. I stared at you, stroking my cock...
Straight SexI was bought up in a time when taboos about something alternative like transgender people or cross dressing was still considered to be a no go area. Society made one feel that you were an out cast or mentally ill. Luckily times have changed and it has become much more acceptable, even though we still have a long way to go. I first started dressing when I was about eighteen. My sister had this old green dress that she had thrown away. I remember liking that dress and secretly retrieved it from...
CrossdressingI'm sure most of you are familiar with the show "Manswers". One episode was questioning the hornyness of Blondes vs Brunettes vs Redheads. I've always had an affinity towards blondes, but have always been attracted to pale redheads, but had never had the pleasure of ones company. As most of you would assume, I thought blondes would be the hornyest, but Redheads were determined to be more horny and more sexually active! "Yeah right" I thought, "Bullshit". It wasn't long after I saw this episode...
There is a hesitant tap on the headmasters door."Come in" Mr Garvey repliesAndrea walked in, her head is slightly bowed a worried expression on her face as she steps forward to hand the headmaster a note. He takes it and quickly read the contents while she stands nervously beside the door. Andrea looks down at her black shoes before bringing her gaze upwards to her white knee length socks, bottle green skirt and pale green blouse. He sighs and look up at her "Let me have it then" he asks...
Head Mridul babu master besh khato manush, tar sashtho khub valo, mukhe gof ache. Age roj bayam korten, tai shorirta ekhono thik ache. Mathar chulgulo pray sada hoye gechhe tar. Ei school e mastari korchhen onek din holo. Sobai take khub valobashe. Kao ke kono din boka den na. Sobaike manush hotey bolen. Sobai tai bipode apode unar kachhe jai budhdhi nebar jonno.tini biye koren ni. Asoley biye korar somoy tai tar konodin hoyni. Aj school er bangla teacher pratimadevi amake ke nokol korar somoy...
French Dressing Chapter One: Mr Fox Everything I am I owe to Mr Fox. That is such a strange statement that I suppose I will have to explain it. See, when I went to secondary school I went to a single-sex school. That's slightly odd in its self, I know, but that's how things were organised where I lived. And for the first two years Mr Fox was both our form master and our English teacher. And for most of that time nothing out of the ordinary happened. And as for me, well I was...
From the begininng when Kerry and I started dating it was ALL about SEX. We could be anywhere at anytime and she would jump me. It would start with the question "Do you trust me ?". Then in elevators, department store dressing rooms, movie theaters, airplane restrooms, just about anywhere, we'd be having great sex. She would try any type of sex or any position in any place, nothing was off limits it seemed. I knew once she asked me that question I was about to have sex in some place or in...
Hi sexy people. Hand shake to guys and boobs shake to girls. I appreciate your comments on my previous stories. I’m going to narrate one more story which could be few people’s fantasy – Cross dressing. So let’s get started. Well one day I was hanging out with my fellow colleague Sindhu. We were quite close, as in, we have had sex couple of times earlier. But we were not committed. In fact she had a boy friend who was still a virgin. That means Sindhu never had sex with anyone else. We were not...
I do not claim to be a grammar expert and as such you will find some grammatical errors in this story. The errors can be the switching of tense, spelling errors, or typos. I ask if you find an error please send me an email so I can correct and make the story enjoyable for others.WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are u******e Eighteen, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!II did not know I had a disorder did...
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 DresserDressing Synopsis Many people see me as a girl when in girl mode, But I am not. No, I am a guy blessed with an androgynous body. [-][+][-] I am Robin Lee Anderson and due to my small size, can successfully dress as a boy or a girl, which pleases my wife Maryanne Lee as she has both a loving husband and girl friend rolled into one. Growing up, my parents had fun dressing me and my twin sister Roberta Lynn in identical outfits as well as outfits of the opposite gender to confuse their...
Mom had started suffering migraine headaches during the divorce process. The doctors told her it was psychosomatic but it didn't help moms headaches. Sometimes she would be awake all night with a headache. The doctors finally prescribed a sedative that was guaranteed to let her get some rest. The first time mom took a pill for one of her headaches she sleep the entire night. She woke the next morning rested with no memory of suffering from a headache. From then on when she felt a headache...
At the age of eighteen I got involved with Pierre, a man almost twice my age. Given the history of his former relationships I should have seen the writing on the wall, because by the time I was twenty-six, I had become too old for him. I was replaced by a nineteen-year-old, who was twenty-three-years younger than Pierre. Pierre only liked young meat. The bust-up was disappointing but not particularly traumatic, and my generous settlement assuaged my disenchantment.I moved to a small town where...
Gay MaleAnyways we are here at college with the good life. I forgot to tell you how I got Jimmy the scholarship? You see as the high school season went on it was beginning to look like our team was going to make a run for the State title. We went on to win every game the rest of the season. We even beat that team that beat us in regular season during the playoffs. College scouts started looking at Jimmy and some of the other boys real hard. Us girls in the cheerleading squad were glad for our boys....
Chapter 6: Honeymoon Fun In the morning we woke, snuggling together in bed warmly as we touched each other, her smooth skin and the fresh memories of the night before making me hard. We took a shower together, cleaning ourselves up, and she sucked me a little while we showered. I noticed a bruise forming on her cheek where I’d slapped her a few times, but said nothing except not to cover it, because it turned me on. Her response was a simple, feminine, ‘okay’. Afterward I got dressed, and she...
Chapter 3: The Last Night That night at dinner, her mother dropped a bomb. ‘My daughter seems to like you very much,’ she said with a knowing look. ‘She has visited you many times since you’ve arrived.’ I blushed, looking at Candi for a moment, who blushed too, looking a little sheepish. ‘No, I haven’t…’ Candi started, but was cut off. ‘Don’t worry,’ her mother said with a reassuring tone. ‘I’m not angry. I can’t blame either of you for it. No man can resist the women in my family, we are...
We were married a month later, a small ceremony, with an unusual twist. The prenuptual agreement she signed had nothing to do with money, it guaranteed that she could never accuse me of raping her, that she would give in to me at all times, obediently, as a wife should. Tonight was our first night in the honeymoon sweet, she still wore her bridal gown, her tiara, coming straight from the wedding. We entered the honeymoon suite and she kissed me quickly, on the lips, before rushing off to the...
Chapter 0: Introductions Farmwork was always hard, and never harder than at this place. Every day for a week, by evening I was sweating like a horse, hungry, and horny. The woman who employed me here, Mrs. Goodhead, was a widow who lived alone with her 18 year old daughter. The husband had passed away a couple years ago, but they still hired staff to run the place. I fixed things, and when there was nothing to fix, I did farmwork. Every night the woman made me a good meal, and I ate with her,...
Copyright Oggbashan 4 July 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I was shot through the head with an AK47. It was a mistake. I was with the international press covering a war zone but not as the intrepid TV reporter. I...
There are many whores, hookers, prostitutes, and e****ts, but I particularly like lowdown streethoes. Toothless, cracked out, nappy head streethoes. It all started when I was 12 years old. Dallas,Tx 1982-83. My mother was never around due to her d**g addiction but I saw her everyday. In the mornings before school, I would see her out on the corner. Usually getting in or out of someone’s vehicle. I lived with my Grandma and everyone pretended like it didn’t exist. At the time, I knew my Mom was...
Shooting pains seared down my arms right from the shoulders, down to where the cheap polyester tie still bound my wrists together behind my back. One side of my face was pressed to the cold floor and I could feel his cum drying and flaking on the exposed side of my face. He was sat in his chair, head tilted back, leaning on the wall behind him with a look of utter bliss on his face. I pulled my legs closer to my chest, too exhausted and humiliated to bother trying to get up. The creaking of his...
The day the letter dropped onto the doormat and I caught a glimpse of my old school crest a flood of emotions and memories hit me. Bending down to pick it up I swept the hair from my face and let out a big sigh. Trudging back to the kitchen I put the envelope by the kettle as I started to make a coffee. I lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as I tore open the envelope and began to speed read through the letter. My shoulders relaxed as I read. It was just an invitation, for ex-students to return...
There was a knock at the door. You walk over and open it to see a young girl who looks as if she has just turned 19. "Hi my name is Stacy, I'm here for the free headshots that are being offered" says the cute brunette wearing clear plastic set of glasses. "Yes right this way" you say as you usher her into the studio. "Would you like a free photoshoot as well?" you offer her. "Are you sure? That is normally quite expensive." she replies "Quite sure" You say as you walk over to get your camera...
The following day Liz awoke a little disoriented, not recognising the view from her window at first but slowly she realised that she was indeed in a lovely country cottage tucked away in a hidden corner of England and it was blissfully quiet.Nevertheless, her morning followed its normal routine of showering, breakfast and dressing, this time putting extra effort into her selection. Today was black lace underwear; push up bra, delicate lacy panties and suspender belt with black seamed stockings...
Office Sex"Headlocked in Thailand" by MFXslave [interracial, Fdom, femdom, snuff, rimjob, cunnilingus, anulingus, killing, handjob, headlock, BDSM, bondage, assassin]David Argyle shook hands with his Thai business partners in the downtown Bangkok Head office after all the necessary papers had been signed. He had closed the deal in less than four hours. His superiors had expected several days, if not weeks, of stalling and various unreasonable demands.He called his New York office, quickly briefed them...
There are many whores, hookers, prostitutes, and escorts, but I particularly like lowdown streethoes. Toothless, cracked out, nappy head streethoes. It all started when I was 12 years old. Dallas,Tx 1982-83. My mother was never around due to her d**g addiction but I saw her everyday. In the mornings before school, I would see her out on the corner. Usually getting in or out of someone's vehicle. I lived with my Grandma and everyone pretended like it didn't exist. At the time, I knew my Mom...
As I lay on the cold hard pale blue tiled floor of the school's store-room, tied up helplessly by Kaylee and her mean little gang, with the humiliating 'Fart in My Face' sign she left by my head, I was visited and farted on by lots of the school teachers. Lucky for me, they were only the female teachers. I smelt lots of flavourful womanly farts that day, and it was finally coming towards the end of the school day.The end of my embarrassing torture, or so I thought...The very last visitor came...
BONEHEAD SQUARE Upon my arrival, there didn’t seem to be a lot of activity, so I stayed at the counter and conversed with the clerk. Few words had fallen before I heard footsteps, looked to my right to get a visual on a man walking toward me from the area where I should have gone right away. The look of longing on his familiar and handsome face as he walked toward and then past me with a nod of acknowledgment told me I’d arrived too late to attend to the needs of his thick and uncut seven inch...
Doubleheader Games By Deborah Edwards and Jillian O "You would look great in that," the friendly sales clerk said. "I'm sure we have one in you size." Obviously this teenage girl with the big smile was getting paid some sort of commission. "I can go to the back and check for you," she said with a question in her voice. "Ok, I'm a size 8, I'll browse while I'm waiting." I answered while she scurried away. I hadn't come to the mall for a wool skirt, but it wouldn't hurt to...
"Girdlehead" Brenda was a big girl, tall and buxom with wide hips and a pendulous bust but she wasn't fat. And she was attractive, always dressing in something feminine, a bit old style actually. She was always seen in dresses or skirts and blouses and after I started dating her I found out to my approval that she enjoyed the most feminine of old fashioned lingerie as well, including seamed hose, the frilly, lace trimmed full slips and the sturdy heavily paneled panty girdles...
(Chorus) More than friends We will be lovers In the dark I change my skin One last kiss And it will be over May your sweet dreams Come to an end In this hideaway In the land of darkest night I'll take your breath away The pleasure and pain is mine If you'll be with me You will sleep forever Dream of an ecstasy The pleasure and pain More than friends We will be lovers In the dark I change my skin Change my skin 'Change My Skin', Christopher Franke, "Raven"...
WALL STREET BLUESFuck, what a day thought Kerri. Slamming down the pedal of her Beamer, radio up, sunroof open Kerri was ready to put this day of work behind her. Being an up and coming Wall Street Investment banker had its highs. The salary was great but some of the days were just draining as everything went downhill. She should be working late but everything was so fucked up she left anyway. Whatever! She thought. Texting Jimmy she made sure they were still on for mountain biking when...
Deepti abhi bhi ro rai thi. Humne report li or wapas aane lage par vo chup hone ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi. Maine bike roki or uske gaal se aansu puche. Itna karte hi vo rahul bolkar mujh se lipat kar fut fut ke rone lagi. Maine aishe hi khada raha . Thodi de baad vo hati or mujhe sorry bola. Maine use hankey diya. Usne apna chera saaf kiya. Ab maine pucha deepti baat kya hai. Deepti boli 2mhare matlab ki baat nahi hai. Mujhe ghusa aaya or hum ghar jaane lage. Maine bike khadi ki or apne ghar...
Headmistress' favoritesport By 2NN Authors note: Be warned: Thisone is more than a little extreme. This story shouldnot be shown to, or be read by, minors. It is strictly adult material. Prologue The twins Joannaand Jocelyn watched their older brother, Dennis, with contempt. They boththought that he was a complete wimp, a weak little sissy. Being related tothe useless creep was embarrassing. Not only was he small and weak, his tinyhands and feet combined with his very fine features made...
Omg you are at this random Halloween party and you don't know anyone. You don't even know how you ended up here. It's then you see someone you recognize from across the room. You can't tell where from however, until it hits you! That's ShoeOnHead! What is she doing here? You look around and try to see if there are other youtubers around or if anybody else recognize her. It doesn't seems so, at least for the moment. She is hard to recognize in that slutty outfit though. She is usually quite...
Mr Dafydd Evans thumbed through the report on his desk. Five pages of misbehaving from two young girls both aged sixteen and born just one week apart; both of them just three weeks away from their seventeenth birthday. The reports were from Mr Gregory who taught Mathematics, Mr James who taught Geography and the worse report from Miss Thornton who taught Religious Instruction. It wasn’t a one-off.This report landed on his desk on the last day of the month, as it had done for the last...
OccupationsThanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. Flathead-- From 1920 through 1969, Flathead Indians and Harleys were a major force in American motorcycling. Up until I met Candy, there were only two things in my life of any value: the 1946 Flathead that my father gave me, and the 1917 Navy Luger that my grandfather brought back after World War 2. I wasn't what you would call an ambitious fellow. I usually went with the flow and always took the easy way out. Now, don't get the...
A needed weekend getaway with an old flame. Loughlin, NV is a small town on the Colorado River, south of Las Vegas. On the other side of the river is Bullhead City, AZ. Many people from California have "vacation homes" in Bullhead City. Most of these are mobile homes. Many also have boats and pontoon boats (party boats) for water recreation. There are several hotels and casinos in Loughlin, and each has a "ferry" service from the Bullhead City shore of the river over to their establishment...
“Can’t wait to feel a hard cock shooting cum inside me.” I was trying to sneak past my sister’s bedroom door, but that phrase rang in my ears and rooted me to the spot at the top of the stairs. At sixteen, my older sister Jenny was an annoying sibling. Shallow, nosy and a tattle tale; she seemed to revel in any trouble she could get me in. So I always did my best to avoid her. It wasn’t too hard for me to get away from her nosiness, but I always had to be careful. The difference...
I’m Angie, just started my A Levels in the lower sixth and I’m head girl at my Co-ed Grammar School in the North West. I play hockey in the first team so I’m pretty fit. Being a co-ed school it’s not always easy to concentrate as the boys get very competitive and are always joking around. However, our newly arrived headmistress told the school that she determined to root out any acts of sexism. Two weeks ago I was invited by the headmistress to watch Mike get the strap and the cane. Because I...
SpankingMy friend Suzie and I were listening to records when my Mum popped her head round the door and told me they were going to visit an old friend next Sunday and would be home late. I couldn’t wait to tell Mike and as soon as the coast was clear I called him to give him the news.When I went back into my room, Suzie wanted to know what I’d been so excited about. I bluffed and avoiding answering as long as I could but eventually I told her what had happened. Of course that wasn’t enough, she wanted...
SpankingDressing Janet L. Stickney The inability to express oneself is one of the worst things I can think of. Myself, I didn't know that boys were not supposed to wear dresses until I showed up at the dinner table completely dressed as a girl. I was about 5 or 6 I guess. I can remember my dad going ballistic, and right after dinner mom had me change back into my own clothes while she told me it was wrong for boys to dress as girls. After that I was always careful so as not to get...
It was the mid 1980s, I was 20 years old and it was the summer holidays. For the long break from college I'd managed to find a vacation job in Kent in the south of England. It wasn't brilliant but I was going to get some experience of working with computers, and earn a bit of money to keep me going during term time. The company was based in a small town where I had found a room in a house with a fairly old-fashioned landlady. The freedom of being fairly anonymous in this new job and town was...
CrossdressingThe PE teacher had buzzed ahead telling me to expect you. She had not however, prepared me for exactly what I was to be punishing you. I could easily have lost my job for the punishment I chose for you. Christ, I really should lose my job for the punishment I chose for you.There was a knock at the door…“Come!” I shouted.You stepped inside. You were still wearing your gym clothes…a tight, powder blue top, showing-off those incredible, juicy tits to perfection. Below…you were wearing a tiny gym...
Straight Sex100% fiction! The PE teacher had buzzed ahead telling me to expect you. She had not however, prepared me for exactly what I was to be punishing you. I could easily have lost my job for the punishment I chose for you. Christ, I really should lose my job for the punishment I chose for you. There was a knock at the door… “Come!” I shouted. You stepped inside. You were still wearing your gym clothes…a tight, powder blue top, showing-off those incredible, juicy tits to perfection. Below…you were...
EroticMy Qualifications to Write About Crossdressing By Ricky How ironic! While looking for something in my files the other day I found I have been writing about crossdressing more than 10 years now. The problem is, I now realize I am completely unqualified to be a crossdresser, let alone a writer on the subject. Think about it, just what are the qualifications for a crossdresser? Surely you've read a multitude of "true life stories" in the crossdressing magazines. Perhaps if we...
I was one of those people who never got headaches; never got sick. Whenever I heard someone complaining about migraines, I would offer up the standard platitudes. But to myself, I always considered them to be slackers who'd latched on to a way to demand sympathy from the rest of the world. After all, how could a person really be in that much pain without any outward signs. No bleeding, no hunched over back, no limp. Just a sorry "please feel pity for me" expression on their faces. I...
Tara boarded the flight with butterflies in her stomach. She was about to embark on a once-in-a-lifetime trip that would take her nearly ten thousand miles from home. She’d spent a fortune on this trip, but she knew it would be worth it.She sent a quick text to the lover that waited for her on the other end.I’m on the plane! I can’t believe we are finally going to meet!Andi wasted no time replying.I can’t wait to see you in person and touch you!The flight attendant indicated it was time to put...
LesbianRedheads Waiting Redheads Waiting, particularly this chapter, was inspired by the video of the same name. Enjoy! 1: I should start by pointing out that I'm not a bad person. Knowing what I've done, I can see how one would come to that conclusion. But if you think about it, for what I was doing to truly be wrong, I'd have to be manipulating my daughters somehow, changing them. But my tapes never once made the girls do anything they didn't already want to do - no matter how many...
My twin redheads, Emma and Grace, seem to exude sexuality these days. I told them about my story deal to which they got excited. I had to lock myself inside my work area to keep from getting distracted by them walking by and constantly saying. "Hello Daddy?" The first ten chapters poured out of me like it was the easiest thing I ever wrote. I was worried it might be too erotic, but I'd let my Publisher tell me before I tried to tone it down. In less than seven weeks, I had the first ten...
Headlights Girl Part 1 Hi, honey. You here for dinner or just drinks? Dinner? Great! Just follow me to a table and we'll get you set right up. We can talk between customers. Glancing back at you as I lead you to your table, I can see where your eyes are focused. Right on my behind as it swings sexily back and forth. You might not look at it in quite the same way if you only knew... well, never mind. You'll never know who the REAL me is and it's probably just as well. My...
Up until this point in time my crossdressing has consisted of wearing stockings or pantyhose and enjoying some anal penetration with one of my toys. I have recently had strong desires to move further but really didn’t know anyone that could help me. I was chatting recently with one of my friends on Lush about our mutual desires and needs. I had said that I really would like to do the whole deal at least one time to see if I’m really as into it as I thought I was. I also mentioned that it wasn’t...
CrossdressingWindow Dressing By Rubberwolf 2009?Story codes: f, reluctant, stuck, bd, toys.Angela had been working at the department store since she left college five years ago. She had picked up various qualifications to do with retail since then, but the main thing that had gotten her off of the shop floor and into window decoration had been her diploma in fashion, along with an A level qualification in art. She had started in underwear, but after a year, her flair for art and arranging displays had...