Hello, princess. Hello again. I see you are back. That pleases me, sissy. It pleases me that you have come back for more of what only I can give you. The truth only I can give you. And we have come so far together, princess. We have come so far exploring the depths of your sissy feminine mind. And your mind is feminine. Make no mistake about it, princess....
Goa. December 2011. I'd just got off the bus. Drinking alone at a shack by the beach. And that's where He joined me at the table. We made the usual conversation. I noticed he used every excuse to reach out and touch my arm, my shoulder and even my knee. He: Hey, listen. how about we share a room? Save some cash that way. And with that he had his hand on my...
I walk with my hands in my sweater's pocket and the hood on. As usual the lights go off since its closing time. The smell of the dumpster disturbs me but it will only be for a minute until I reach the door. Normally there's always two or three teenagers smoking nearby but today the space between the bar and the motel is empty. I've offered him my service si...
I posted a story about how I had my first and only gay experience 8 years ago when I was 19 years old. It got me craving to be a bottom again so I decided to do something about it. I decided to text an acquaintance of mine who I know was a total top who just broke it off with his boyfriend. His name is Sam, 35 years old, 6 foot 3 about 190 lb white with thi...
My first true sexual experience happened to occur on camera. I was young and naive and perhaps didn't understand the complete implications of filming a sexual encounter, much less having that film being distributed without having any control. School went on without a hitch. Recovering from Jeff's massive penis was another story. It took about 1-2 weeks of...
Chapter 1: The College Years There he was, on the side of his bed, half way down a cock nearly as big as his own. Just another booty call, as it was supposed to be, and on a college thirsty Thursday. Zack was never a big fan of the alcohol induced madness that normally ran rampant on campus. Instead he liked to play it behind the scenes, setting up the hook...
I was perhaps nineteen when my adventure with Louis happened. The year was 2004. It was the year George Bush defeated Jon Kerry, the good guy among the Democrats, and took the White House. It was the year I lost faith in the system, and found myself becoming a misanthrope after seeing so much lying, cheating and backstabbing, both among normal people and tho...
"Oh my head," I moaned as I began to rise from an un-restful sleep. The partying last night gave me a class A hangover. Thank goodness everyone in the house is either at work on school. I pull myself out of my bed. I’m wearing my long blonde wig, black lacy bra and black satin panties. In a haze I look down at the huge dried cum that stain my panties. "I wis...
My name is Bernard Brown and I am a big and tall black guy. A lot of people think that if you are a big guy, then your life is miserable and lonely and you don't get any fun. That's so lame, seriously! When you describe a miserable person with self-esteem issues who hates themselves and doesn't want to enjoy life, you're not talking about a big man or a big...
In the last week of May, 1979, before the bogeyman Aids, and on a Friday, of course, I was laid off from work; I had already lined up a new job that didn't start until the first week of September, so I was in the perfect position to live out a purely disgusting and promiscuous summer. I am a cum slut; I have no moral conflict-I want to suck off as many cocks...