There is a very old saying," Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it." My fathers name had been James Bradley. He had been a CEO of a top Wall Street investment firm. My father didn't climb to the top by being a good guy. He was a total prick who would stab anyone he had... read more
My name was Antonius. I was the son of Marcus Antonius, a man from a proud family with a long tradition in the Roman Senate. My ancestors had served the Empire with long distinction. That was until the Time of Troubles. Through internal wrangling, my father lost all our money and as a result took... read more
Since junior high I love the way women clothes look and feel. Sometimes after school I would wear my mom panties and bras I didn't think nothing odd that all my mom underwear where a bit sexy and revealing, but I was a dumb kid who started his life in cross-dressing. Not into several years ... read more
It's morning already and I wish I could just sleep but Maria has a client coming in at 10:00AM and Jasmine is here already to wake me up. Jas is great and has a huge cup of French Vanilla Coffee for me. "Wake up Barbie, Maria will need the lounge to dress and get ready for her session".... read more
Estelle sat before her dressing table, putting the finishing touches to her makeup. She had prepared herself as well as she was able, as her lover tonight was her benefactor – as the kept “whore” of Marcus Smith she owed her whole self to him and indeed, she loved him, but more than that, she loved ... read more
Kyra was not the girl of my dreams. I never DARED dream a woman that good would just walk into my life. She was smart, sassy, vivacious, intuitive, resourceful, and a real 'people person'. We met in an Internet chat room called "Working Girls". We're not talking about the kind you find in ... read more
Malcolm was a middle manager in a small business in a large city. Malcolm led a pretty boring life; he in his forties, single, devoted to his work, he liked to keep himself fit, all of his family lived interstate except for his older sister who lived nearby, and he led a quiet social life. Malcolm h... read more
Chapter 7 I am guessing it was just over an hour until I heard the door open. It was her again, Miss Sindy Satin my auntie. This time she was wearing just an under bust white satin corset, long boots in satin exactly like mine but in white and her long, white bridal satin gloves and a the ribbon ... read more
My Party Favor Fantasy A fictional story built around an old fantasy of mine I ran a notice on one of those sex sites that said” Help me fulfill my fantasy and I bet we take care of some of yours also. Hi there, I am Penny and I am a total bottom trans w... read more
I. I woke up. Even after having taken over the House of Lesslie weeks ago, each morning was still the same, and came with the same feeling of disorientation, in need of a few moments to adjust to the realities around me, as new as they were. The bedroom around me was still darkened by heavy... read more
Doug suspected his 19 year-old son Jerry was stealing money. Doug worked far too much trying to provide for his son to supervise him properly but drew the line at theft. So he decided to set up a web-cam behind the mirror in his bedroom, he'd used the very same 2 way mirror to film his dead wife Cyn... read more
Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... read more
Chapter 1: Humbling Beginnings My story starts where most every crossdresser's story starts. It starts somewhere around the time I was an infant. I can remember not to mention being told several thousand times that my choice of toys as a child was dolls, strollers, dress up and tea parties, Barbi... read more
My name is John, I am a student at a large university, and in order to save money I joined in with Alex to share an apartment. I have always had a panty fetish; I love the feel of them, and often wear a pair under my pants. I grew up with 3 older sisters so there was never a shortage of wonderful pa... read more
I jump around a lot when I tell my story. I don't always tell it in the order that it happened. But I do tell my story accurately. It's all me. I write from experience, love to share the dirty little kinky things I do. There is no moral to the story, no ending. I just like to write about the things ... read more
I’m just your ordinary guy, you know the type, women love me, I’m an electrician by trade and there isn’t a single or married woman out there who hasn’t asked me, “Can you really install my ceiling fan for me.” 6’, 200 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, I keep acti... read more
Regret... Hmm Maybe Not. By FoxyHosed My excuse for a cock got hard again. My horniness got the better off me. I went to lock the front door. I took my shoes, pants and sweater off. I stood in the hallway only in pantyhose and t-shirt. ‘Don't do this. Walk away from this now. But you go to boa... read more
Note 1: If you like Transsexuals, Trans Lesbians, Asian Ladyboys, Big Cocks, Extreme Cock Sucking, Anal Fucking, Anal Fisting, Semen Swallowing, Role Play, Orgies, BDSM, Cock Sounding and Foot Fetish this story is for you. Note 2: All the characters are over 21. The names are fictitious, but some... read more
The next few days felt like a lifetime for me. I couldn't sleep at night - every time I closed my eyes, all I could see were replays of myself, dressed like a whore, being strapped to a padded sawhorse while it fucked me from both sides. Everything I ate and drank had a horrid aftertaste of that bas... read more
Chapter 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... read more
