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My first time with Joe 0

If you want to read the shorter version I wrote on a previous account go to the link below: http://stories.xnxx.com/story/28858/My_first_time_with_Joe By the time I was 21, I had moved out of my old house and into a flat just outside of Birmingham City Centre, it wasn't much but for me, it was home. A place to call my own. A place where I could cross-dress freely without fear of getting caught out with a dildo in my ass. For the first week or so I didn't venture out much, unless I...

Attractive To A Fault

Events in our lives can often change us in ways we never expect. In my case I certainly felt different as a young boy. I possessed very real, mysterious, unexplainable, emotions that I can describe only as feminine needs, in spite of being athletic and quite normal in appearance. These internal feline longings and desires were intense and drew me to all kinds of feminine things.I knew that I loved to feel like and even look like a girl. In my youth I would secretly dress up like one though my...

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Felicity Ch 09

Monday, November 25, 2013 Chapter 9. Edie and Allen They were both somewhat tall and lanky. Each seemed to be forever smiling. They were both in their late twenties. He was the set designer for both the opera and ballet companies, which shared the same venue. She was second violin for both the opera and ballet orchestras. Both were gay. Even though they knew who the other was and orbited the same world they did not personally know each other. That changed after a late summer rehearsal. The...

Beautiful Pretty Boys

One of my earliest sexual memories is having a bath with my mother when I was about xxxx. We lived in a large, older two-story house in a quiet neighbourhood of the city. Our main bathroom had an old-fashioned claw-footed tub that you could fill up to your chin with hot, soapy water. Mom had me sitting between her legs, facing away from her. She had a bar of soap and, while she rubbed it gently over my body with one hand, she gave me a soap-suds massage with the other. I could feel her ...

Feminized by My Boss Part 1

I stood outside Miss Todd's office door. This was not my normal weekly meeting but she had called me to a special meeting. After a while of standing there she came and opened the door. "Come in James." Miss Todd was a very beautiful woman. She was early 30s with a slim figure, long blonde hair and blue eyes. She always dressed sexy with high heels and plenty of cleavage on show. She was often the subject of banter amongst the male members of staff although they had no chance. She was a...

Terry Gets It In The End

The converted attic was my room and it gave me loads of privacy. So as I grew up I could wear the clothes I liked, as long as I stayed in my room. By the time I was a senior in high school, I kept my toe nails painted all the time and I wore panties every day. At night I wore frilly little night gowns and more likely than not I would masturbate, always fantasizing that I was the girl and some faceless guy was fucking the shit out of me. I learned to dance and I loved the way my skirt flew up...

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Candy s beginnings

Candy’s beginnings.I’ve been asked a few times when and how I started dressing and what turns me on about it, so here is the story of Candy’s beginnings.I went to a boys only boarding school many years ago. I suppose I would have been 13 when the adolescent rush of hormones became so overpowering that I began to have sexual desires and, as there were only boys there, there was only one way to go. There were many boys at the school who had relationships with other pupils. One in particular who...

My Visit to a Tranny Prostitute TRUE STORY

I had been 'talking' to Tina; as TV slut, for a few months on the Internet, and really got to know her quite well. I am a married guy in my late 30's and always considered myself as being straight. There was just something dynamic about Tina that always brought me back to chat to her. I had joined her website and therefore enjoyed regular free web cam sessions with her, and each time I felt I got to know her better and better. There are nicer looking transvestites about than Tina, and more...

A Clients Perspective on a visit to my home

This is a true account, written by a lovely guy who came to visit in the summer last year.I had been 'talking' to Tina for a few months on the Internet, and really got to know her quite well. I am a married guy in my late 20's and always considered myself as being straight. There was just something dynamic about Tina that always brought me back to chat to her. I had joined her website and therefore enjoyed regular free web cam sessions with her, and each time I got to know her better and...

Popping my cherry

I was in my early twenties, and one weekend whilst shopping locally I was caught short and had to use the local public toilets. As I sat there, I noticed all the well drawn pictures of transvestites taking cocks in all their available holes and the stories that accompanied them etched onto the back of the cubicle door. I have to admit, I had never considered gay sex, let alone thinking about a glamorous transvestite, but my cock was now pointing at the ceiling, pulsating with every line of gay...

You wanted to Suck a Cock Gay PT1

Although I was a happily married straight guy, with a nice car and a good job I spent far too many hours looking at pornography on the internet. I don’t know why but I was always attracted to the BDSM type of websites and would download image after image of people helplessly tied up in various different types of bondage.One night, while surfing the net I stumbled across a Female Domination site that dealt with ‘forced’ feminization. Instantly I was hooked. The idea of a respectable, straight...

IT HAPPENED TODAY

I was a normal day,first thing Sue (my wife), a good looking 57 year old with 36c tits, & still shaves her fanny for me, went to the market,then into Ipswich,before we went to Clacton, only we didnt make it past Ipswich. As we went down the parade of stores I was hoping I could get a new bra,so we went into the big Marks & Spencer's and I looked at the racks of different sizes,cups,& colours. I found the one I wanted,& looked around for Sue who was talking to a guy she knew...

These are true events as best i can recall them of

I do not condone u******e sexI was never abused sexually by anyone ever. The first chapter is about what I saw as a young boy.My early memoriesChapter one While visiting an elderly Aunt at a young age, and playing hide and seek with my sister, My Aunt lifted her ankle length dress and told me to hide underneath. Inside it was very silky and she wore directoire knickers, and thick nylon stockings with the tell tale bump of her suspender clips. Although then the sight of these did not register as...

TV NUDIST

My name is Clinton Crayle, and I'm a very different kind of Private Eye. I specialize in untangling the kinky sex problems of the very rich. My fee is One Thousand Dollars a Day, and I'm seldom out of work. My clients know that my discretion is absolute and I guarantee my results. So if you're rich and in a jam, come to my office. Harold Belt did.... "Mr. Belt," I said, "Your problem sounds interesting. Blackmail from a professional Dominatrix is, fortunately, rare. But from what...

My Dripping Panties

My Dripping Panties!How I love wearing rather old fashioned and out dated American made Nylon Panties.Now a friend who I met some time ago gave me a whole carrier bag filled with them, she said she had so many and would I like some, so I said yes of course!So over time I began wearing them, but never did anything else with them.Yes of course I wear them everyday as a normal item of clothing but in addition I like using them when I have sex, usually on my own, but I would love to try this with a...

Compulsive masturbators

Anonymous asked: can any man be turned into a sissy, even if at the start he really doesnt want itI don’t know. I suppose it all depends on their mental fortitude. But I imagine after prolonged forced chastity, the male mind will grow weak to influence and suggestion if it means the reward of sexual release. If the influence and suggestion at the time is that of feminization and bi/homosexuality, combined to exposure of related erotic images, video, and art, I’d assume that even the strongest...

Meeting In The Woods

It was about 7.30 in the evening and the sun was going down, but as it was summer it was still quite warm.I parked my car in the road across from the wood, then clutching my carrier bag I walked down the road a little then crossed over and went into the wood.The place I liked to go to was about 200 yds into the woods and over by an old wall that surrounded a large section of the Whipps Cross hospital grounds, you wouldn't go over there normally as it went no where, so for privacy it was...

If You Go Down To The Woods Today

If You Go Down To The Woods Today.(You could be in for a big surprise) Simone was a very beautiful, sexy figured, totally convincing, submissive, twenty one year old red headed male to female transvestite living in Prague in the Czech Republic. She stood 178cm, or five foot nine inches tall in her bare feet. She wasn’t vain, she didn’t consider herself to be sexy or beautiful at all but anyone who met her became captivated by her sheer feminism. Very few passed her in the street, men and...

SUBMISSIVE PANTYHOSE FEMME LTRS2DAD

HY ARE MUST WRITE YOUR STEP FATHER Look at you now!An emasculated, sissy faggot locked in pantyhose everyday and night, made up like a pretty girl, dressed in black seamed stockings,and spiked high heels, laying prostrate and helpless before one of your friends, your wife’s lover, as he pumps your mouth full of his residual cum after he has fucked her to delirium!You thought, when you tried on your first pair of stockings and pantyhose, that it was just an innocent curiosity. You kept doing it,...

My fate

Oh dear! Remember the self-confident, virile, young, up-and-coming business executive, with the trophy wife, you were, or were pretending to be, on your wedding day?Look at you now!An emasculated, sissy faggot locked in chastity, made up like a pretty girl, dressed in stockings,and high heels and panties, prostrate and helpless before one of your wife’s lovers, as he pumps your mouth full of his residual cum after he has pumped her to delirium!You thought, when you true on your first pair of...

Clients Perspective Part 2

I had been 'talking' to Tina for a few months on the Internet, and really got to know her quite well. I am a married guy in my late 20's and always considered myself as being straight. There was just something dynamic about Tina that always brought me back to chat to her. I had joined her website and therefore enjoyed regular free web cam sessions with her, and each time I got to know her better and better. There are nicer looking transvestites about than Tina, and more convincing ones too -...

Tranny Night Out

Tranny Night Out and One Kinky SessionGuess I should start by explaining myself, as a young guy I always knew I was not the same as a lotof my friends and enemies for that matter, girls had no interest in me at all apart from ones who werelong term friends.I knew something was wrong but never worked out what it was till one evening whilst dating a girlnamed Becky I had met on an online dating service who seemed to accept me for who I am.We had been dating for 3 months or so and I always loved...

Panty Boys

By Fred GingermanChapter One - Nerds UnitedMy name is Mickey Donaldson. For most of my 16 years, the k**s have called me Mickey Mouse, because of my size and because of my shyness. I was only 5'3" and at 115 pounds, very skinny. My best friend Jeremy Haskins and I were always the oddballs. Jeremy was a little bigger at 5'4" and 120, but we weren't being recruited for our high school football team. Chess team was more like it.We were pretty much classic nerds. Shy. Picked on. Ostracized....

Have A Good Feel She Loves It Part One

I initially came across David like so many other people I know on the scene whilst fishing around on the internet. Unlike many though, he was 100% genuine, he’d read my profile on the transvestite contact site with interest and taken the time to write to me. It was a well thought out message that consisted of real words, put together in sentences with no text speak. I liked him for that from the start. We arranged to chat online one night, he wanted to see if I was the kind of chick he was...

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We All Have Our Stories

I want to present a few short vignettes concerning crossdressing. A most interesting and individual form of sexual gratification and fulfillment. The first story concerns a strong man, happily married and happy with the sex he is getting from his wife, but something seems missing in his life. He often walks the streets and window shops, but seems to be drawn to the windows displaying ladies' wear, from dresses, to frilly underwear, to stylish shoes. He is drawn to it all. And he forms the...

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A Private Investigation

A PRIVATE INVESTIGATION By Karen Albright PROLOGUE There are many parts of society that remain shrouded in mystery, and the world of private investigators is just such a part of society. Its players remain largely unknown outside their clients, their counterparts, the police, and other restricted groups of people. Clinton Crayle had been an exception to that generalization. While his ability to dealing with kinky sex crimes was a very special area,...

Flowers

New TG: "Flowers" by Vickie Tern M/F Wife No minors! Flowers by Vickie Tern "Why are you changing your shirt? We're late as it is! They're expecting us!" My wife, a little exasperated, her eyes snapping. "Sara!" Me, also a little exasperated, feeling pressured from two directions. "I can't go like this! I'm still wearing my bra! They might see! You're always worried about the neighbors, what will the neighbors...

Sissy Wife

A Sissy Wife Penned by: Miss Deborah (Debi) Leigh Johnson aka Karenanne Brown One I had just set up an internet account with a local server, and I was exploring. I tried all manner of searches just to learn how it all worked, and I was pleased to suddenly find that there were very many adult oriented web pages, that led to other adult oriented web pages. Over the following four or five weeks, I continued to explore and I found some that I really liked. It was at this point,...

A Daughter of Evil

A Daughter to Evil. by Grimbo Mark woke up and looked over at his clock. 6:00 pm. He had to be at work by 8:00 pm, and needed to get out of the bed. He looked up at the ceiling that was peeling only a bit less than the walls of the dumpy apartment he called home. At least "home" was close to the corner he had staked out as his. Pulling the covers to the side, Mark lifted himself up and out of the bed, then headed into the bathroom. A quick look in the mirror revealed that the...

The Long Road 2

The Long Road by Princess Pervette == 1 == It was when I was twelve, just on the verge of adolescence, that two girls tricked me into wearing dresses. It didn't look like it at the time, but my long journey into femininity had begun.... **** I had gone away to stay for a week with some friends at their summer cottage. There were Mr and Mrs Stevenson, their two daughters, Lynn and Carol, and their son, Jimmy. Carol was sixteen, Lynn was fourteen, and Jimmy was my own age. ...

Pumped While Wearing His Pumps

What a place to be stuck! Under a sign that says Coors Road and practically dying of thirst. I was now two-thirds of the way across the United States but perhaps the most difficult portion of my cross-country hitchhiking adventure lay ahead. It is all deserts from there on the outskirts of Albuquerque to the Pacific coast, my ultimate destination. I had left from Maine four days earlier and was starting to tire of the road. My most recent ride had been with a guy who picked me up in Denver. A...

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Suzi

SUZI by Suzi (Johnson) Thomas Let's face it - most men are assholes. They are loud, boorish and horny, afraid to express their sensitive side, and generally are just looking to get into a girl's panties. That's why I made love to women - women are usually just the opposite and I find that attractive. My partners, lovers, have always been able to express their feelings and have treated me very lovingly, just as I have always treated them. I don't like men's hairy bodies, or their...

Chantal s Game

Chantal's Game. By Jennifer Richardson I'd been employed as an office administrator for about five years, ever since leaving University. When the company I worked for was bought by a multinational conglomerate, I wasn't too worried at first. Once the asset stripping started however things began to look a bit bleaker until finally it was decided that the office was to close completely, everything was going to be run from a central service centre in the North and miles away from...

Off The Rails

Off The Rails ? by: Jennifer Richardson I took my shot, the cue ball angling round the rails and settling gently against the top cushion. The eight ball was tight against the left side rail just passed the centre pocket. I glanced at the two ten pound notes under the cube of chalk knowing there was a fair chance that they would soon be tucked into my jeans pocket. Simon Nash, my opponent and best friend gave me a broad grin. "What about making things a little bit more...

The Room

The Room By Caroline Severn Part One The room seemed incredibly still and peaceful, the only sound the gentle rustling of leaves in a light Summer breeze. Or was it the sound of his own blood circulating? With senses deprived inside the darkness of the tight-fitting, strong-smelling leather hood, it was surely difficult to hear anything? Certainly the lack of eyeholes left him blinded. Yes, he remembered now, as he returned to consciousness. Before leaving him alone...

Truth and Fiction

Strongly inspired by the Tim O'Brien essay "How to Tell a True War Story," appearing in the October 1987 issue of "Esquire" This may be archived/posted anywhere. Just give credit where credit is due, thanks! Truth and Fiction By Pretzelgirl THIS IS TRUE I had a friend back in college. His name was Jim Shuler, but everyone called him Moose. One Sunday afternoon in December while Moose is away, his crossdressing roommate kills himself. It came as a surprise and shock...

The Initiation of Anne Marie

The Initiation of Anne-Marie By Rosemary Flowers "It must have been the amphetamines" I mused as I observed my image in the mirror. Why else would I have submitted to this crazy and possibly dangerous challenge? The vision that stared back at me in those unfamiliar clothes was not reassuring. In long blonde wig, absurdly short floral summer dress, high heels and black stockings I was the image most transvestites would die for; but unfortunately the current...

ManMaid Part 8

Man-Maid Part 8 July 2003 The following story is meant for a mature audience. If you are under the allowable age wherever you live then you are not allowed to read this. If you are looking for a 'hot' story with lots of sex, don't bother to read any further. This story was designed to express a favorite fantasy of mine about how a self centered man is taught to appreciate the softer side of his personality. Unwillingly forced into cross dressing by his wife he... Hi folks, sorry...

Turned Into Bimbos

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story was written in 1999 and was posted originally on a site operated by Tanya Sissipus. It is dedicated to Charr02; she wrote recently to ask where the story was these days. Now you all have it! TURNED INTO BIMBOS By Jacquie Windsor [email protected] I One of the happiest days of my life was the day I met Charlene. Like me, she was a transvestite. We met through a chat room on the Internet, and discovered that we had so much in common. We even lived in...

The Teller

It all started in the seventies. It may not be completely fair, but I blame Richard M. Nixon for it. Well why not? We blamed him for everything else, so why not for my crossdressing? It was the spring of '71 and I had just graduated with a financial degree. I was young and hopeful and sure I would soon be a member of some prestigious firm and living the high life. Fancy suits, attractive women, sleek, powerful cars and weekends at the yacht club or golfing with the...

Dog Day Afternoon Chapters 1 5

Dog-Day Afternoon By Beverly Taff CHAPTER 1 I must confess that I'd always felt I was a woman locked up in a man's body. I know this usually sounds tedious to those who have made the transition. The expression has become a trite simplification used by the media to describe what is really a desperately difficult rite of passage. Every one of those brave individuals, who starts the journey and finally makes it through the dark days of transition, has their own story of despair...

Headlights Girl Part 9

Eric and Nancy sat there with expectant looks on their faces. I cleared my throat and announced, "Before I tell you what my decision is, I want to make some things clear to both of you, and to add one more proviso to this deal." They looked at one another and then back at me. Eric said, "All I can promise you is that I'll listen, Jim. I can't guarantee anything beyond that. I WILL say that as long as your proviso isn't out of line, or unworkable under the rules of the club, I'm...

Forced to Dress II

This is a sequel to my first story, "Forced to Dress up!" For a couple of months I had been meeting Nancy at her house to dress when everyone else was gone. On this particular day my best friend, David, was away for weekend with his father and Mrs. Jennings wasn't going to be back home until late that evening. That meant an entire day to lounge around in women's clothes and act girlish. Why Nancy let me dress in her clothes I don't really know. She had her reason and I didn't ask for...

Two Halves

Author's note: This tale continues the life of Christopher De Coursey, whom we first encountered in "The Rehearsal." Although it is written as a stand-alone story, the reader would benefit from reading the first narrative. Usual warnings apply: If you're too young, if it is illegal to view this kind of material where you live, or you don't like stories with cross dressing and transvestism themes, then kindly leave now. Otherwise, enjoy, and remember; IT IS FICTION. Two Halves By...

My New Position

Chapter one I sat at my dressing table applying my makeup. I was wearing an ankle length pink nightgown and my six inch pink bedroom slides. My freshly shaved legs encased in sheer pink nylons attached to a pink garter belt. A gaff holds my sex close to my body. My favorite blonde wig adorned my head. I have been a closet transvestite since I was fourteen. I dressed in my mother's panties and spent hours alone prancing around the empty house when my mother was out. The desire to...

Trick or Treat 2 Descent

Trick or Treat 2 - Descent By: Enigma Sunday, November 1 My back was starting to hurt, and I had to pee. I was crouched on our kitchen floor, still clutching Sandy to me, mashing her against my ample breasts, rocking her, trying to will comfort into her chilled body. Behind me, Amy had her arms around both of us. Our tears had finally dried up, but I could tell that Sandy was still desolate, and I doubted Amy was doing much better. I knew I wasn't. And I wondered,...

The House on Sackett Street

The House on Sackett Street A love Story By Elizabeth Jane McDonald PROLOGUE The long hell was finally over and the government men left the house. I was alone at last in my new home. Alone, at last, with my new identity, my new name, my new past, and my new future. I was happy... and sad. I walked around the house for a while. It was filled with nice furniture, nice linens, and nice pictures on the wall. The living room was complete with a couch, two nice overstuffed...

Postcards From THE ESTATE My Wife My Pimp Chap 1

POSTCARDS FROM THE ESTATE: MY WIFE, MY PIMP, PART 1: I BECOME A WOMAN 1946EW "Remember," my wife said, kissing the tip of her forefinger and pressing it to my lips lightly, so as not to muss my lipstick, "Keep track of everything you do with the St. Clairs. We've let them have too many extras." I kissed her finger looking directly into he eyes. Wordlessly, I opened the passenger side door and swung my nylon-encased legs out, planting my three-inch heels firmly on the pavement...

Top Ten

Top Ten Reasons All Genetic Girls Should Want To Date And Marry Crossdressers, Transvestites or Transsexuals. (Please note that this list does not include anything sexual or related to any fetish. It merely lists ten benefits that every ordinary girl will likely get from a relationship with a crossdresser, a transvestite or a transsexual that most girls do without in their relationships with men. For the purpose of this list and in the hopes that more genetic girls will read it without...

Journey of Discovery Part 4

Mark woke up to find himself amazingly clear-headed and refreshed. First thing he realized was that he had at least one dream about Lysa, and it wasn't one he could write home to mom about. It began with her doing lap dance for him - right up in his face with her cleavage. And then she leaned toward him and kissed him, falling on top of him with both of them landing on a bed behind him. And if he was recalling it correctly, there was one part of the dream where he only saw his own face....

Salesgirl

If this story isn't for you by reason of age or inclination, cope appropriately please. Salesgirl by Vickie Tern That time of year rolled round again, the fabulous Midwinter Clearance Sale at Lordly's, the largest and finest women's store in town. Wonderful! $400 all-wool business suits with flirty skirts reduced to $35 or less! The most gorgeous silk blouses, shirred and gathered at the wrists and waist, with...

Whores And Pimps Part II

Whores and Pimps - Part II By Michele Nylons Michele sat silently in the car as she watched the tail lights of the police car disappear in the distance; the bitter aftertaste of the policeman's sperm still in her mouth. She was confused; the fat cop with his stubby fat cock had forced her to fellate him; but she had become sexually aroused and hadn't even realised it. She sat for a few minutes and decided that the outcome was still better than being locked in a jail cell...

Chrissy the Masseuse Outdoor Adventure Part I

Chrissy the Masseuse Woodsy Adventure Part I The man's voice on the other end wasn't rushed nor did it sound like so many of the tedious telemarketers. Perhaps it was because it was Thursday of an already overworked week that his offer not only seemed plausible but simply irresistible. I owned and operated a small relaxing massage studio in the big, stressful city of Chicago. This offer was to enjoy a...

Simon and the Lodger

Simon and the Lodger by: Archibald Young Note: This story is set in the 1960s, when the age of consent for gay sex was 21. In the UK it is now 16, so my story can now be told. I couldn't help it, could I? I couldn't help being sixteen, lithe and slim, with too-long blonde hair, blue-eyed, full-lipped and highly sexed, and bored out of my mind with the prospect of the long summer holiday with just my old mother for company, could I? And it was not my fault that he came to take the...

War A Love Story Part 3

In 1941 Russia comprised a fifth of the worlds land surface, but its main cities and industrial centres all lay to the west of the Volga, and it was this portion of the world Hitler hungered to take during the summer. During a ferocious German invasion the mass of the Red Army was quickly knocked to pieces in a series of colossal annihilation battles which cost it a million casualties, and by September four million more Soviet troops were slowly starving to death in miserable captivity....

Entrapment Two Sides To Every Story Part 5A

ENTRAPMENT, TWO SIDES TO EVERY STORY PART 5A. THIS THE STORY ENDING AS I HAD ENVISIONED IT; IT YOU PREFER A HAPPIER ENDING READ PART 5B WHICH WILL BE POSTED VERY SOON. MR WILTON'S PERSPECTIVE I drifted off to sleep after she left, briefly waking at about 9AM the next morning. I sent her a text message with the photo I had taken last night to give her something to think about whilst she was at work that day. I wasn't working until Wednesday so I fell back asleep dreaming of my...

Entrapment Two Sides To Every Story Part 5B Alternative Ending

ENTRAPMENT, TWO SIDES TO EVERY STORY PART 5B. THE SAME AS PART 5A UNTIL THE LAST CHAPTER WHERE IT CONCLUDES WITH A HAPPIER ENDING FOR THOSE READERS THAT THOUGHT THE STORY A LITTLE TOO BRUTAL AND UNRELENTING XXX MR WILTON'S PERSPECTIVE I drifted off to sleep after she left, briefly waking at about 9AM the next morning. I sent her a text message with the photo I had taken last night to give her something to think about whilst she was at work that day. I wasn't working until...

Andy 5

Andy by Transbonder, translated by Leah from the German FIVE Svenja could barely wait until the things we ordered arrived. I looked forward to my breast forms more than anything else. With them I could now leave a button on my blouses undone like all the girls did. There was something I had done increasingly in the last several days: Observe other girls. Above all, what they were wearing. But also how they managed certain situations in a skirt or...

The House Sitter

My name is Donald and I'm a house sitter. It started off when I was in my teens and I baby sat for a few of my parent's friends and as I'm very conscientious and my Dad's senior partner needed someone to look after his house while he was on holiday, the whole thing grew from there. I'm 27 now and I house sit full time, supplementing my earnings with a spot of book reviewing. I'm not rich, but I have a comfortable living as I have virtually no overheads. Of all the grand houses I look...

Samatha s Story Chaps 6 10

CHAPTER 6 I had spent an hour or so doing light house-work, after checking what needed doing today off the kitchen rota. Ate lunch, took off the maids outfit, washed his dried cum off my bottom, and relaxed for another hour. It was mid afternoon and he was still not up yet, so I changed for my swim. I choose a florescent green bikini, slipped a sarong over the top and went to the pool. I had nearly finished my set amount of lengths, when he appeared, in his swimming shorts, holding...

A Room with a View

A Room with a View. (With apologies to EM Forster) By Belle Gordon Chapter One His name is Alexander Evelyn Carpenter, and I know a lot about him. I know his age - 19, his birthday -April 25th, his school history, where he lives, where he came from. I know his height and weight and his shoe size. I know his likes and dislikes, his music preferences and what he reads. I even know what he had for breakfast this morning. I also know that he is gay. How do I know so much...

Philosophy in the Boudoir and In Memory of Mack Sennett A Transgender Interpretation

Philosophy in the Boudoir and In Memory of Mack Sennett: A Transgender Interpretation By Cal Y. Pygia Surrealist artist Rene Magritte regarded his paintings as visual poems in which he sought to express the "secret affinities" between objects which seemed otherwise wholly unrelated. He detested Freudian interpretations of his work, regarding such readings as puerile and superficial, if not totally irrelevant. Therefore, he would have been likely to reject psychoanalytical...

TV Nudist

[Note: Thanks to my French friend Avaro, C.C. begins to find long-overdue recognition on Fictionmania. C.C. created the world of Clinton Crayle. Somehow, "TV Nudist" has survived and here it is. So enjoy. If you have any of his stories, send up a flag on the message board. And to be clear, it's my honor to post this wonderful story but I did not write it. TOXIS.] TV NUDIST - A Clinton Crayle Story by ...

Lesley s Story

Lesley's Story When I was three years old my Father was killed in a motoring accident. I was too young to understand exactly what had happened but realised my Mother was utterly distraught with grief and so in love with my Father that she has never ever wanted to be involved with another man again. That does not mean that she insulated herself from the rest of the world, on the contrary, she has many friends and enjoys an interesting and varied social life. I am there only son, in...

Auntie Rolanda Drives Richard Home With a Detour

Auntie Rolanda Drives Richard Home....With a Detour! Installment Two by Jessica Aireson So, here I was, buck naked, kneeling before the gorgeous Phyllis who had just noisily ejaculated an enormous load of hot silky jizz into my eager mouth. I knelt between her legs, astounded at what had just happened. My mouth and throat savored the warm, milky, and slightly salty gelatinous mass. I was acutely attuned to the sensation of Phyllis's shapely and silky stocking-clad legs embracing...

The Shortest TG Story

Idly meandering through some posts on a TV Forum recently I found a little gem of a posting from Aardvark on the topic of the shortest TG story. "I like The Anonymous Bastard's version of the shortest TG story ever written: 'He became she.'" Since my PhD research was into 'Short TG stories' I, naturally, spent some time discovering the life and writings of Anonymous Bastard, I hope, perhaps, that other readers may enjoy a brief sojourn whilst I explore the shortest of the short TG...

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