"Oh, one last thing Ms. Muse, you must wear lingerie at all times as the uniform. This is ok with you right?" Mr. Agstan's news shocked me. I never thought applying for a secretary position would make me feel so embarrassed. "Is that a problem?" "Ah, uh no it's not," I said automatically. I have no idea why I said it at the time but was just saying what he...
This is a story that is one of many in which it is time for me to share. In a nutshell, my name is Dean, my mother had a thing for Dean Martin it seems, but I go by Dina. I am a 26 year old white pre-op transsexual that has no interest in switching my outside in, if you know what I mean. I was born to a single mother, never knowing who my father was. Conside...
A true story from the early 80's. (names and locations have been changed) April knew she was going to be forced to tell me at some point. I mean, how much longer could she "go see friends" three or four nights a week in the slutty outfits she left in anyway. April was about 23 years old 115 lbs and 5'4".Beautifull tits with huge nipples. She had (and stil...
It had all happened so easily for Orla. It was only a week ago that she had met the guy who promised he would get her into porn and now here she was. In his studio. Ready for her first shoot. She sat on the sofa as he asked her some questions. Next to him was a camera man, a sound guy and another guy holding a clipboard. Their equipment pointed at Orla. "So...
"Can I buy ya a drink darling?" The owner of the voice was a big man with a beer gut dressed in a dirty flannel shirt and dusty faded denims grinning at her and tipping his beaten up cowboy hat. As Stacy turned to face him, his leering eyes dropped to her milky white 38D tits which were doing their best to burst out of the 3 sizes too small black boob tube...
Growing up I like most of us, I was a horny young guy. But it wasn't until I took my mother's nylon panties and stroked them across my body that I was totally thrilled. The next step was easy; I would wear them as I masturbated. I met and dated girls, but those feelings about wearing lingerie never went away. And then I met Karen and fell in love. We got e...
For a while in college I dated an older man who was quite successful as a businessman of some sort (never did find out what exactly he did...). Remembering my time with him made me start to think about what it is to be a whore. We think that only women who take money for sex are whores, but don't most women trade favors for sex in some way? Maybe its not as...
Let me start out by telling you about myself. I am a Mexican/American born and raised in the San Fernando Valley. I grew up in a mixed neighborhood, but never had any dealings with black people. When I went to work for a firm in south Los Angeles that was the first time I was exposed to black people. This is a tale of what happen to me. Where do I begin? It...
I can't remember the last time I dated a female from my community, and honestly, that's just fine by me. My name is Antoine Leonard Joseph, and I'm a young Black man living in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. I was born in 1987 on the island of Haiti, but moved to the Confederation of Canada with my family in 1990. I've lived here ever since. We fle...
The sun rose over Ontario, Canada, and I rose with it. I've been living in this place for several years now and even though my passport now says permanent resident of Canada instead of dubious terms like refugee claimant and all that crap, this place still doesn't feel like home. Maybe it's because of the cold, hateful stares I get from random people as I wa...