This is a fantasy but with a lot of inspiration from real life experience. More chapters to follow. Chapter 1 So now I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, what it was that caused this familiar smell in my house - and where it came from. When I got back home my laptop was lying open on the kitc... read more
I'm a shemale. I'm also an exhibitionist. And a news hound. These interests, as I've learned, don't always go together--or maybe they do. Let me explain. Since becoming a woman in every detail but my genitals (which remain, as they always shall, defiantly masculine), I've delighted in "accid... read more
In The Erotic Eye and the Erotic Senses, Stefan Beyst observes that various gestures and poses have been designed to display parts of the body that would remain otherwise unseen. Erotic art is a striptease, he points out, in which, sometimes, nudity is revealed to oneself, as in a mirror. Whereas, a... read more
We sat at the table. I had made the effort to cook a small three-course French-inspired dinner. I was in love, but Lola’s mind seemed elsewhere. - How nice… She was chewing absent-mindedly. - I have to ask you something. - Shoot baby. Ask away! Lola looked deep into my eyes: - Could you ima... read more
The theme of a story is its moral, its message, its meaning. Today, the story's theme is rarely, if ever, explicitly stated. Instead, the writer leaves it to the reader to figure out the meaning of the story for him- or herself. The theme, in other words, is suggested by the story as a whole, especi... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
I stepped off the bus and walked the short distance to the 'Costumes and More!' shop. I couldn't believe I had agreed to do this, but if I was ever going to buy a car, I needed to get the money. You've probably seen them, this particular costume shop always has someone in costume out in front holdin... read more
zNote: This story evolves around a "shemale" so there is some bi-sexuality in the telling of this tale. If that's not your cup of tea, then please, don't bother reading it. Thank you. Amsterdam My wife and I had flown over from the states to visit with her parents who lived there. I ... read more
Chapter 02: First days in Brazil The tub was so large that it could have been a small swimming pool. Joan plunged into the water and started to lick Barbara's pussy underwater. When he rubbed the tip of his nose against Barbara's clit, she mightily climaxed several times in a row! Sometimes, inst... read more
I have to know what it feels like to wear heels. I have the house to myself tonight and I'm going to play. I already have panties but want to buy some new ones. My wife bought me a black, frilly thong which I wore for her when we went out one night; I also have a cheap, supermarket pair of sheer ... read more
Some find it confusing of who i am or what i am, including me. i found some kind of definition: femboy A young boy who presents extensive feminine mannerisms and actions often blurring the line between a boy and a girl. Can be confused with a cross dresser, but it usually refers to boys at v... read more
Hi: My name is Bobbie. Would you like me to tell you how I became a Penitentiary Pussy-Butt-Boy? Well, it all started with a robbery gone wrong. I wasn’t even in the bank when the guard got shot and I still got almost as much time as the others. So, not long after the trial I was sent to the sta... read more
Amazing the things one finds when on their significant other's computer. Benjamin -- or should I call you "Kyle"? -- you really should be more careful with hidden files, cookies and predictable passwords. You, along with anyone who reads this story (including you Dave), are reading t... read more
Today would have to wait, thought Marla Holton as she hurriedly gathered her bag and notebook in preparation for a no-holds-barred departure from her office at Prism Design. As general manager she had the privilege of arriving and leaving at will, though no one could ever fault her for not putting i... read more
There I was lying on my back, on the floor of a cheap adult bookstore. All I was wearing were 5" heels, black thighhighs, and a nipple chain. In one hand, I was jerking my throbbing shaved shaft while I was using my other hand to fuck my ass with a double headed dong. Cum was glistening on my f... read more
My sister Beth had phoned to say she was in the neighbourhood, and could she call in. In fact she had a few days and could I put her up. It had been ages since I had last seen her but of course she was very welcome. I am Mat, 28 and recently separated from Kate. Beth is a year younger and as far ... read more
Hello again. My name is Amanda, though sometimes I use the shortened version Mandy, when the mood suits me. I'm 33 and have stayed single for three years, since I discovered that Richard, my boyfriend, was not only cheating on me with dozens of women, some my so called friends but was al... read more
Hello again. My name is Amanda, I'm 33 and single, since I discovered that Richard, my now ex boyfriend, was a nasty cheating bastard. He turned me into the woman I've become, confidant exhibitionist and uninhibited, especially with sex. I'm a natural blond with long hair nearly down ... read more
Mistress texted me to come over to her place so I drove over. Underneath my long trench coat I was wearing a pink bra, pink panties, suspenders and black sheer stockings. Driving was a little difficult with heels and being filled by a butt plug but very stimulating. I parked outside, it was still da... read more
"You are not going to believe this," Andrew said. He managed one of Ted's businesses down by the beach. He was one of the few employees who were aware of Ted's special interests. "Believe what?" Ted asked taking the bait. "A new guy started working out over there about... read more