The sound of the massive chain link fence closing behind you as you drag the chains shackled to your ankles along the concrete path makes the reality of your situation more lucid. You didn't know what to expect here but your life as an orphan living on the streets prepared you, at least somewhat. You know not to cry, and most of all, to never, ever snitch, o...
This is a pure work of fiction and has nothing truth in it. Only truth stated here is that I am very fond of shemales and addicted to Shemale photos and movies. One particular Shemale whom I love very much is Lisa Lawer, she is from Brazil. I have been a big collector of her photos and movies. I am in deep love with her and have always fantasized about havin...
The weekend I finished and my whole body felt heavy, my ass felt more open and empty at the same time, I slept all the rest of the day. The next morning I woke up and had Melany's penis full of milk, I took it out and I felt that my mouth was very sticky, I went to the bathroom to take a shower because I could only smell the semen all over my body. When I ge...
Author's note: I originally posted this story on another site under the title "Kidnapped and Sissified" a few years ago. I have decided to pull it out, dust it off, do a little editing, slap on a new title that I like better and share it with you fine folks here. Enjoy. Frank was an ordinary guy in his mid-twenties; of average height and build, loved col...
Denise pressed her hands as hard as she could over her ears as she tried to block out the low thunder of drums and the faint shrieking moans that had become her only companions. Her head still throbbed a little from the injury she had suffered in the car crash, but it hardly figured on her list of concerns right now. She had woken up here in this dark musty...
This story is one hundred percent true to the best of my recollection. I wanted to tell someone for so long, but never have, until now. Feed back is appreciated, and applications are being accepted. Read the story, you’ll understand. To get to the story… So…here I sit. 40 years old and revisiting the confusion of my youth. I am, and always have been, a fir...
After the glorious sex with Mistress Celia, Frank spent the rest of that day doing housework with Justin. His mind was all awhirl. To all outside appearances, Mistress Celia seemed to be the beautiful woman he had lusted after when she was a waitress at his favorite bar, but now he knew that underneath her clothes she hid a wonderful piece of man-meat. His n...
(This was written after viewing Lilith's video. She is a very, very sexy shemale. The way the video is shot it looks like an 8mm film you would see in the old-time smut booths of a dirty bookstore. Porn in the 40's 50's 60's 70's was not easily accessed like today with the internet. The fact you risked being seen entering an adult bookstore coupled with the...
From my journal - Ray was out of town. I was horny, so I rented a shemale movie from our favorite adult video shop. When I got home I stripped and laid out my toys and lube for easy access and put in the tape. As I watched shemales having sex, I wondered why some could get hard and why some remained limp. Anyhow, I soon was wet and ready to play. I began on...
As Frank lay there on the thin mattress, listening to Justin climb the stairs, he thought about all that had happened and what he feared was still to come. The dull ache in his ass told him that Mistress Celia was definitely not someone to trifle with. He also thought about the reaction his penis had shown to the various activities he had endured since arriv...