For those who have read my previous works Crossdresser's Unexpected First Time, thanks for your ratings! This story has a lot of true components, "based on real events", but is ultimately, fiction. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Since my first time with a man while I was dressed as a woman, about...
Selen noticed him as soon as he entered the bar. He looked quite different from the barflies that usually frequented the place: tall and noble with expensive-looking burgundy and gold coloured robes. He was flanked by two larger men, who had the nervous energy, darting eyes and well-developed bodies of bodyguards. She was only working here until the end of...
Raphael Duran was an unusual choice for membership in the Tau Iota Tau fraternal organization. He would be the first Hispanic member of the group ever. It was a move that wouldn't have been considered an option in the past but Duran was considered an exceptional find by the rest of the younger members of the group. In his circle of friends, he had earned t...
None of the names are real in this story or the first one or the future ones. Thanks to Angel Love for editing assistance with this story. The next day in the morning at 6:00. "Hello?" "Hello my sexy lover." "Hi Mrs.Smith. What's up?" " MMM it is so hott to hear your voice." "Same to you and when I hear it I have a mental image of me fucking you and it...
This isn't properly my story to tell. It was related to me a friend of mine, years after it had happened. It is his story, but I will try to do it justice in the telling. We were at a bar on College Street - one of the fashionable cookie-cutter martini lounges that have transformed Little Italy into the scenester's scene over the past decade. A few drinks h...
It had been almost half a year since I had first dressed like a girl. I loved the feeling of the lovely lacy panties and bras on my bare, shaved skin, and the unmatched erotic feeling of wearing slutty little short miniskirts, tight t-shirts that exposed my taught tummy, and putting on whorish makeup. By now I had relished my slutty alter-ego, Michelle. But...
Saturday Saturday morning we woke up at the hotel in Orlando. Diane dressed in a pair of white short that just covered her ass and a button up denim shirt that she tied under her boobs. She wore her hair in a ponytail with a colorful band holding it. She was showing off her smooth, flat stomach and long, suntanned legs. She worn white sandals with bright re...
Behind her cat's eyes glasses her green eyes were blazing. A note of half suppressed hysteria flavoured her voice as she issued orders. She sounded ardent, metallic, possessed. She was in fact a mad genius, driven by her own quasi-religious vision. Miss Cuff was in charge- very, very much in charge- and her project, this school production in which boys wore...
Based on true experiences. Names have been modified to protect privacy. ***** I had always been told I was attractive. Even though as a younger teenager, I had been slightly overweight and awkward, I had always been told I had a pretty face. At the time this story takes place, I was a college student in Boston, beginning my junior year. Through running an...
My wife Lisa and I were sitting on the couch, talking. Nothing of any particular importance, just our usual random conversation. We were watching football, since it was Sunday, and this was our usual event for the day. We didn't have to work, and the kids were spending a week at my parents' home out of state. We were watching the Cowboys, as they are our fav...