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After all those years of longing to be free, stuck in relationships with women that frowned upon my cross dressing, I was still very much relishing my freedom. I was dressing every moment I could, the minute I got home from work every single day, a mini dress, heels and stockings were what I craved so desperately. I had been living alone now for a couple of years and would have thought he urge would have sated by now but I still hungered to be feminine at every moment.
I am five foot six, small round face with short blond hair and blue eyes, size 12 for clothes and with size 6 feet, so pass generally quite well but am not as perfect as some of the gorgeous transexuals I have seen in some clubs.I have had numerous face and body hair removal laser sessions which have helped enormously. I just adore dressing up and it brings me such great pleasure to do so, I buy clothes and shoes impulsively. I must have over a hundred pairs of high heels and as many pairs of stockings and also so many dresses and items of underwear, I have lost count. I also enjoy another pleasure that comes with being a skinny,attractive, smooth transvestite….. sex with men.
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Sam sat in silence, allowing him the space to think, and within the silence, he gained perspective and understanding of his own reaction to the sudden suggestion from his business partner. He pondered over the task he would be faced with, and the workload, the overtime needed and its effect on Sam. Julie couldn’t cope with his long hours, and he wondered if Sam could. Now settled in the living room, side by side on the sofa, Sam remained silent, and Aidan knew the depth of self-control she...
I wrote this as a new style of writing, it is not my normal genre. Please read it with an open and accepting mind. Thank you. The cool night of early summer had set in fast as I walked home from work. My feet aching and my thighs burning from standing stationary all day helped the short walk seem longer. With my book tucked under my arm, my M&Ms in my hand and the night thick around me, I studied my surroundings carefully as I came off the main sidewalk and entered the apartment complex. ...
By : Gupta.Prem760 Hi readers, this is Prem prakash Gupta from Punjab. This is my first story and is a true story. You people don’t believe that now I am 63 years old and this homosexual experience is my first one which happened about two months back. About me I am 63 years old retired teacher. I am a dark and still active baniya. My height is 5.7”, average built. I always remained sex maniac, but always thought about females and always had sex experience with females only. Though I didn’t...
Gay MaleHecate was so excited! She was finally going to meet Katie McN. H could hardly believe that Katie would be able to arrange for the Space Shuttle to land at Heathrow just to pick her up and take her to Texas. And yet, here she was landing at Midland International Airport at the start of her exciting adventure. H was the only passenger on the Shuttle this trip. So, she was able to sit up front in the copilot's chair for the entire flight. How wonderful! When the shuttle finally landed at...
Copyright© Russell Hoisington 2005 This here tale is an eeerotic fantasy of the humorous variety which I done writ in the vernackulary style of th' area where it all took place. So, if'n you don't speak Redneck, y'all are gonna be lost, 'n' y'all got my deepest sympathies fer bein' so poorly educated. The characters, cept'n for th' famous eeerotic writer cmsix 'n' the briefly mentioned eeerotic writer Naive, 'n' the situation are purely th' product of my overactive imagination....
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Black Porn SitesIt took three weeks for Sam’s passport to arrive. For Aidan and come to that, for Sam as well, they were three weeks of heaven. For one thing, now that she had discovered how ecstatic sex could be, she was, he had to say, enthusiastic. They coupled daily at least. September was a busy month at work, but Vicky insisted on taking the extra work to leave him free to go home to Sam. He knew just how much he owed her for that, but as she said, when she was ill after the holiday he lost Julie to...
Aidan was puzzled when his news about Julie wiped the smile from Vicky’s face. “Come with me,” she said seriously. “There’s something I want you to see.” Vicky took Aidan to her office, sat him in front of her desk and called up her email server, found the correspondence and turned the screen towards him. “I got a surprise last night at home,” she said grimly. “Read these.” He read, his brow furrowing as the import of what was written became clear. “Sam? She’s in London? Working in...
The following week was depressing with regular rain and showers; it did nothing for Aidan’s mood. Vicky went back to her own flat on the Tuesday of that week. Aidan had fed her and got her strength back, and they were both back at work on the Thursday, advertising for more staff. Aidan was surprised he’d heard nothing from Kevin: it was so unlike him. Aidan surmised that perhaps Kevin was knee deep in marriage counselling or divorce, and began to feel regret and guilt at his impulsive action...
On Samantha’s urging, Aidan told her his story, starting with his childhood with Kevin, school, university and accountancy exams. He told her of his parents and their sacrifices for the brothers. “Like you, in High School I had girl friends. I learned a lot from those girls. I learned casual sex doesn’t suit me. It just wasn’t me. I wanted more from girls – I wanted a relationship. I had a thing with a girl at the end of High School, but we went separate ways to different...
Six of the Best! The Headmaster forgets, Emily makes an error, Oswald hasan opportunity. By Alex Oswald Turnbull grew up in a small country town, where he acquired only avery limited social sophistication but did well enough in the local schoolto win a scholarship at London University. There he acquired an only slightlyexpanded social sense but did well enough to gain a good degree in mathematics.Despite the fact that he was a friendly and attractive-looking young man, hehad managed only a few...
He and Cheryl, his wife of five years, were standing at the taxi rank, waiting for cab. It being 1am, a lot of people were out drinking and getting cabs and going home. They waited patiently, his arm around her shoulder. His jacket was over her shoulders as it had just started to drizzle with rain. Three weeks of dry weather and now the clouds were finally collecting; the lawn would get the watering it needed, he was saying. It made the roads more slippery as the water lifted the slight...
SIX LITTLE WORDS SIX LITTLE WORDS Book 1Chapter 1 Six little words, barely a sentence had changed their relationship forever.? ?I like to get tied up? she had told him casually.? Like someone would say ?I like to jog?, or ?I like strawberry ice cream?. ?Would you care to elaborate on that?? he asked.? ?If that?s not plain enough for you? she replied, a little snappy, obviously embarrassed at being caught.? The chains attached to her wrists jingled as she gestured while talking.? ?I...
Sam asked for milk. Aidan grabbed two glasses and filled them. She was already on her way to her room; he followed her. He had to enter her bedroom to give her the milk. She turned and smiled. “We don’t have to be up early tomorrow,” she said. He took her meaning. He now had no excuse for leaving, and anyway, he didn’t want an excuse. He wanted to stay. He simply put the milk down and moved to ‘his’ side of the bed, putting his own drink down on the bedside table. When he turned back, she...
Next day at work, Aidan’s face must have given his feelings away, for Vicky asked him what was the matter. He told her that Sam’s passport had arrived and that they had booked her flight back to Canada. She was to leave on the following Tuesday. Since Vicky knew most of their friends as well as the ‘office family’, the news spread like wildfire, and by Friday morning Vicky told Aidan that Sam and he were invited to a farewell party on Saturday evening at Giles’ house. Giles was a party...
Aidan went from the airport straight to work after his farewell to Samantha. Despite the sunshine, life felt bleak and miserable, and there was a great yawning gap in his life. The expression on his face betrayed his feelings, and Vicky took one look at him as he entered the building and showed her sympathy and concern. “Should you be here?” she asked. “You could take the rest of the day off, you know. The rush is over.” “No,” he replied, “I need to keep busy; take my mind off it.” “You...
Aidan woke up on Thursday morning, the last day of October, Halloween, feeling good, so good that he did a double check to see if the feeling was real or if it would evaporate like the morning dew. It didn’t. He felt optimistic and, he was sure, happy, and he knew he could trust those feelings. He sang in the shower and hummed a merry tune over breakfast. He felt almost giddy at the prospect of a day without depression. He looked out of the window, and seeing a bright break in the clouds...
“Aidan?” Julie said, after he identified himself on the phone. “Caroline says you’ll meet me.” “Yes, that’s right,” he said guardedly. “Thank you,” she said. “When would be convenient?” It sounded to him as if they were making a business or medical appointment. “Tomorrow?” he hazarded. “How about the Hare and Hounds?” There were too many people who knew him at the Plough and he wanted this to be private, otherwise he knew he would never hear the end of it. “Fine,” she said. That word...
Vancouver: a conversation “Mom? Did you phone Aidan Redmond after I got back from Europe?” “Why honey? Is something wrong?” “You knew I didn’t want you to phone.” “But Sam, sweetie, Daddy and I couldn’t let it go without thanking him.” “You remember he stopped writing?” “Why, yes, but didn’t you write and ask him about that?” “He never replied. I put a note in his Christmas card, and I got an email from him this morning.” “Well, I’m glad he’s writing to you again.” “He isn’t. Mom,...
Giles was hosting a New Year’s Eve party at his ‘modest manor’ as he put it. Aidan was invited and Giles enquired whether ‘that incredible woman you had with you last time’ would be coming over for the celebrations. No she wouldn’t, Aidan told him, but, on a whim, invited Julie. Well, not quite a whim: he felt a little guilty about neglecting her over the Christmas period. “Are you doing anything for New Year’s Eve?” he asked her. “No,” she answered, her interest aroused. “Fancy going to...
He awoke on Wednesday the first day of the year to find, not a pair of breasts pressed against his back, nor his erection (which was real) pressed between the cheeks of a female bottom, but the stroking of a hand over his hair and the word tea spoken in his ear from a female body standing nakedly next to the bed. He rolled onto his back and sat up, his bare chest gaining a predatory lustful look from the said female, which in turn enhanced his erection. “Kathy!” he said in surprise. “How...
January as always was busy, very busy. Hours were long and everyone was worked hard. There was little time for entertainment, though they managed to get to the Plough on Wednesday nights which was a necessary relief of tension. Aidan heard nothing from Julie, though he was so busy he hardly thought about her at all. While the rest of the staff had Saturdays and Sundays off, Vicky and Aidan worked all day Saturdays. On Sundays he slept and relaxed, though he would often go for a walk, telling...
After the May Bank holiday, in the offices of Redmond and Compstall things settled down. June and the summer beckoned, when things became easier and slacker for the accountants. Kathy seemed very happy with her new boyfriend, and Vicky and Brendan had started to plan a spring wedding for the following year. Things were less complicated for Aidan as well. There was the Wednesday night meet for the staff, which now included partners, fiancés and friends. Vicky and Aidan met one evening a week...
Ottawa early July “Mz Grogan, it seems you really are fluent in four languages. You would be surprised how many interviewees say they are fluent, but only have a working knowledge. All our interviewers were impressed. Congratulations.” “Thank you, Mr Desmodine.” They were sitting in his office in Ottawa, the headquarters of ITI, an international company specialising in expert translators and interpreters for governments and multi-national companies. Sam was at last committed to find a job...
Against all Sam’s inner protestations that there was no chance Aidan would contact her, either because Julie did not tell him, or because he simply did not want to know since he had gone back to Julie, Sam was on tenterhooks for that week and the week following. There was, as expected, no contact made, and as the third week began Sam felt her spirits plummeting as if a great gap were opening deep within her. At the end of that week as she climbed into bed, the tears came and with them a...
November Aidan and Vicky returned from their London trip feeling a mixture of triumph and fear. They agreed the outing had been a resounding success, and now it was a question of how to manage a much wider extension of the business. Fortunately the commissions were to begin with the new financial year in April, though there would have to be more meetings before that. Once again they needed to hire more staff. Fortunately an adjoining office suite had become vacant on their floor of the...
St Valentine’s Day. Strangely it was the first thing that came into Aidan’s mind as he awoke at the late hour of ten o’clock. He gave himself a wry smile in the bathroom mirror, as he thought of the loss of Sam, and the impending showdown and loss of Julie. The very reverse of all that Valentine’s day purports to be, he told himself. “Yad Enitnelav” he said out loud and laughed at his own stupidity, as he reversed the letters of the feast day, but that cheerful moment passed instantly, as...
On hearing Julie trying to get into the flat, Aidan and Samantha rolled out of bed. “You get dressed,” Sam said going into the bathroom and getting a bathrobe. “I’ll go and let her in,” she said with a devilish grin. Aidan didn’t feel very humorous, but saw her determination and agreed, and Sam left the bedroom for the flat door. He dressed quickly and went to the living room. Meanwhile, Sam took her time undoing the snib, so that Aidan could get dressed. She then opened the door. Standing...
It was a deflated pair who shut the block door Julie’s departure and returned to the flat, arms around each other. “I didn’t enjoy that at all,” said Aidan. “No, I can see that. She was under a misunderstanding. I can see why she did what she did. She does love you, you know. Very much.” There was a pause, then she sighed, then smiled. “But I love you more!” The woman was perfection, he thought, and hugged her tight, an action she reciprocated, pulling him round to her for a deep gentle...
On Monday Vicky breezed into Aidan’s office. “Aidan,” she said. “After all that trouble when I was ill, you never got a holiday. Then you’ve been working all hours to get the new kids sorted. You’re looking very tired and everything is running well now. Why don’t you take a break? August is a slack month in any case. Go somewhere exotic; take as long as you like. Go somewhere out of all this damned rain. Get yourself better, more rested, ready for September when life will get demented again...
The word turmoil had always been a favourite of his. It conjured up chaos, mayhem, directionless thrashing about. Well, that was his mind as he trudged the quarter of a mile or so back to his hotel. A woman, than whom a more flawless, achingly beautiful example he had never met before, though he had seen them in films, or movies as she would call them, that woman, seemed to have taken a shine to him. While he knew that their boyfriend/girlfriend game was only that, it betokened an intimacy...
Another problem Alan had was that he'd forgotten just how far away Stephanie's lingerie and sex shop was. It had been chosen precisely because it wasn't the closest sex shop around, so there was less of a chance of running into someone they knew. (Unfortunately, other people used that same logic, which is why even Christine had gone there.) He knew it would take about another fifteen minutes to get there, even driving fast, so he consoled himself that he should make it there by six...
Book 1: Tangled By Firedancer Chapter One: After the Storm Ashley Williams jerked awake, and then gasped as the action caused pain to lance through her badly injured body. "Easy Chief," came the soothing tones of a familiar voice as Dr. Chakwas' face finally came into her view. "Doc," she whispered hoarsely. It was both a greeting and a plea and the older woman intuitively understood and pressed a hypo against Ashley's neck, administering a painkiller that quickly eased the agony....
Michael looked in the bathroom mirror. He had just turned thirty-two in January, but due to a hectic work schedule of sixty plus hours a week, he felt twice as old. Although it was Saturday, he felt compelled to go into work, at least for two or three hours as he knew that his best friend, college buddy and partner, Jim Hutchinson would be there, as he was every day. Washing his face, Michael felt his chin. He hadn’t shaved in two days but, he detected only a hint of stubble and the fact that...
Six Months to Grow On Chapter 6 - Month 6 The summer was in full swing and Brian James Kelly was enjoying himself. Sunshine, a beautiful girlfriend, and freedom. Mindy had a pool in her back yard and they'd while away the hours sitting and talking. It was the only place that Brian felt comfortable taking his shirt off and revealing his skinny chest. They'd swim, they'd shower, and they'd fool around. Her back yard was very private. Brian was spending his whole summer as...
Six Months to Grow On Chapter 13 - Month 7 Barbara Kelly stood in the doorway overlooking her son's room. She hesitated to walk right in. She didn't want to be a snoop and would rather enter when Brian was present. It was becoming more and more important to build trust in their relationship. Brian was going through some tough times. It seemed like it had never been easy for them. Barbara and her former husband, Jack, had Brian during the first year of their marriage. ...
"Was it like you expected? Did I do it right? Was it good Michael?" "You did that very well. It appears that you have had some practice." "No Michael, you are the first man to have his penis in my mouth. At our Academy each girl has a Sensei. She is a special teacher or mentor. All girls have three; four hour private lessons a week; with their Sensei to discuss anything they wish. The Sensei is sworn to secrecy much like a priest in the Catholic Church. My Sensei was born in 1959,...
"Come on Daddy, let's get some breakfast. We can go to my house and play all afternoon if you want. My mom won't be home until late this afternoon." She was OK. Michael didn't break her after all; Thank God. They went outside and he took his motorcycle out of the garage. She loved to ride behind him. She had told him several times that the vibration of the motorcycle made her pussy tingle. What a girl he thought. She looked so cute in her miniskirt and a motorcycle helmet, that he...
The fire warning bell mounted high on the station wall rang. One, two, three, four, five, six times it rang. There was a pause. It rang again, six times. In every station throughout the city, firefighters stiffened and fell silent. The bell rang six times for the third time. Prayers went skyward, but the bell rang a final six times. The loudspeaker came on. ‘The department regrets to announce…’ A firefighter had died. * * * * * Tim Bernard gasped for breath. He strove to keep his legs...
Mike Duncan couldn’t have been more surprised when his son and nephew pulled up outside the temporary office trailer on one of the many construction sites that Duncan Development was working on. ‘Dad, we need to talk to you.’ Bobby told him with a ‘cat that ate the canary’ look. ‘Okay, what about?’ Mike answered warily, knowing that his son, the Sheriff, was showing up with Donald Duncan. ‘The new dad!’ Bobby said with a laugh, while pointing over at Don. Mike looked back and forth at them...
Six Forty-Five, Part 2: The day everything went crazy started off seeming no different than the day before. I woke at six forty-five, got out of bed, and got dressed, socks, underwear, pants, and then shirt, just like every day. I did my teeth and ate my breakfast and walked to school in the morning twilight. I didnt see the janitor, but I tried the door, and it opened. Nothing seemed different until I was sitting in front of my classroom door, reading. I glanced at the school...
Six Months to Grow On Chapter Seven - Month Seven On the way home from DMV, Brian sat in the back of Tiffany's car cursing and swearing that they needed to go back and get his Learner's Permit corrected. "You're going to have to do this later, Brian. I'm going to be late for my class if I don't just drop you off and fly." Tiffany checked her phone. "I'm cutting it real close as it is." Mindy sat there in the front seat giggling. Then, she'd turn and keep grinning back at...
Six Have Fun at the Ranch Part 1 - Arrival "Now listen up, kids," Brad Shaw, the multi-millionaire Los Angeles property developer, told his children, the 18-year-old twins Kelly and Timmy, as he swung his Cadillac into the driveway leading to the Hunts' secluded Nevada ranch. ?While we’re on holiday here, I want you to do everything that Uncle Kurt and Auntie Barbara say while we're they’re guests. ?Remember that Idaho is a very...
The fire warning bell mounted high on the station wall rang. One, two, three, four, five, six times it rang. There was a pause. It rang again, six times. In every station throughout the city, firefighters stiffened and fell silent. The bell rang six times for the third time. Prayers went skyward, but the bell rang a final six times. The loudspeaker came on. "The department regrets to announce..." A firefighter had died. Tim Bernard gasped for breath. He strove to keep his legs...
Goondoe's decision to settle for waiting turned out to be much better than he thought. Even with the horses bringing the kills right into camp there wasn't enough time and labor to finish processing them all in what was left of the day. Things were much less ceremonial the next morning and women were still working on stretched skins when my crew was followed up the path by six women leading the freight horses and travois while six men followed them to help loading the kills. Daro and...
I moonlight as a gigolo pleasuring women in that age group so connecting with that group of women was very appealing to me. I kept asking my female clientele and network about the group but always drew a blank response. However, in due course a lady who introduced herself as Nancy over the phone asked me if I would like to be the ‘featured man’ (her words) for their next meeting. She explained that the women were all high profile people in business and government, all were single, all were...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman’s biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of...
Six Forty-Five, Part 3. I crossed the street, my new heels clicking. I was a little scared, but in this outfit, I felt much more like a grown-up, and with that extra confidence, I was able to go inside my old elementary. The door was unlocked, so I let myself in. "Now where?" I tried to remember this place, but it was fuzzy. Then I saw a classroom open, and on the teacher's desk was a pair of heels, not much different from the ones I was now wearing. I went inside, and looked...
My wife Andrea came home from work and informed me that she was out of work for six weeks due to the Covid scare. I asked her what she wanted to do for those six weeks. She said I want to fuck every day. I yelled Hell Yeah. She laughed and said NOT YOU ! I said I was hoping you would say that, I want to be locked up for the entire six weeks and what ever you do don't let me out no matter how bad I beg. She said if I get to pick the cage. I said I know which one you like best. She said go shower...
I moonlight as a gigolo pleasuring women in that age group so connecting with that group of women was very appealing to me. I kept asking my female clientele and network about the group but always drew a blank response. However, in due course a lady who introduced herself as Nancy over the phone asked me if I would like to be the ‘featured man’ (her words) for their next meeting. She explained that the women were all high profile people in business and government, all were single, all were...
Late at night, Susan found herself dreaming. In the dream, she was wearing the same French maid outfit that she'd worn after losing the bet with Suzanne. She was cleaning the dining room table when Alan came in, dressed in his usual T-shirt and shorts, and sat down next to her. "Nice outfit," he said as he reached out with one hand and caressed her nearest butt cheek. Since in her dream Susan was wearing neither panties nor a bra, his fingers found nothing but firm yet somehow soft...
Xania and Amy continued to kiss, lick, and fondle until most of Alan's cum was gone. But they didn't stop there. With the others giving them some privacy, they were able to get even more intimate. Xania wound up lying on top of Amy. Xania's pussy had finally recovered from her last orgasms, so the two beauties fingered, kissed, and fondled each other until they reached a mutual orgasmic peak. They just rested for a while, lying on the floor entwined in each other's arms. Amy said, "You...
Back at school, Glory still had one Televibe vibrator in her pussy and a smaller egg-shaped one in her ass. The cell phone allowed Alan to remotely control the vaginal vibrator with the press of a single button in his pocket. He'd put the Televibe to good use during the first two breaks between classes, but during the break between third and fourth periods he'd had an unpleasant run in with Heather. All of his troubles with her put him in a bad mood, so now that his fourth-period class...
Much to my surprise there was no trip to the space ship for me. I'd expected to be whisked aboard and then have a few days or weeks or at least a few hours being taken back in time to put me where I was going. That wasn't what happened though. I simply appeared on the ground beside my eight by eight by eight container with twenty-four green plastic totes stacked neatly beside it. Rose had gone over my immediate actions, with as best she could foresee, what would happen right away in mind....
Introductory Information – Not necessary to understand the story but I recommend reading it. This story is set in Jamaica where there is a different educational system from the United States. Anyone from the UK will probably be familiar with it as Jamaica shares more or less the same system as the UK has. In Jamaica there is no Junior High, High School starts in 7th grade (Called ‘First Form’ in Jamaica.) and carries on through 11th grade (Called ‘Fifth Form’) which is Senior Year. Sixth Form...
My life had changed dramatically in January. My wife of 12 years unexpectedly left me for another man. This turn of events caught me completely unaware. Needless to say I was devastated as I was still in total love with my wife. Unfortunately she was unwavering in her intentions. The darkest day of my life unfolded that January 31 as the movers loaded her half of our possessions into a large moving van. Tina gave me a peck on the cheek and off she went. The next three months were a grieving...