So for the most part, having sex while crossdressing is a bit of a fetish and once people know you are into it they are now free to share their own fetishes with you. That's where my next life lesson comes in and I have a couple of stories about people doing some surprising shit near me or to me. Around 26 years old, I was now going by the name Amanda and I...
Part 1 of 2, but each story can stand alone. * I had been raised in a family with a conservative outlook on sex while this outlook turned out not to fit me very well, it wasn't until I was eighteen and in the summer after I graduated from high school that I lost my virginity (see my other story 'Awakening'). My first lover was my boyfriend Mark, and we con...
The next morning I came over to Luke's and was ready to get started working. Already I was feeling better just having any sort of income to help out with next month's rent. When I came in he brought me to his room again so I could change. Again, he stayed and then asked me to lay down so he could check on me. I complied and was eager to do as he said. I was...
Chapter 2 -- Bittersweet dreams The beach underwent a magical transformation at night. It was completely deserted -- the only sign of human activity was the faint and distant sound of Spanish Flamenco guitar coming from a tavern somewhere in the nearby town. It added flavour to the monotonous hissing of the waves. The moon hung full in the cloudless sky and...
I was nineteen, and Priya was eighteen, lived one storey above our flat. The city was New Delhi (India), and we lived in a colony in the southern part. She was dark complexioned, nice figure, and lovely lips, expressive eyes. As for me, I was the less talking, shy sort of guy, and girls always took notice of me, they gave the second glance, but I was not th...
She always knew that it would come to this. Stephan had been talking about it for the last two years; he wanted to go to Paris to pursue his dream as an artist. Now he's seeing it through. She had hoped that he would find what he wanted here, but deep down she knew that he had to go. That is why Kylie Smith stood next to the gate for the flight to Paris, say...
She turned off His computer a bit reluctantly, knowing that when she did she would have to start her chores. She hated doing chores. She spun around in his large computer chair, kicking off to spin a few times, closing her eyes to enjoy the sensation of weightlessness it seemed to give her. Slowing to a halt, she sighed heavily, looking around the chambers....
For Mike, who enjoyed every story I ever told him. ***** Mike leaned back in his chair and stretched. He glanced at the clock—almost 4:00 in the afternoon, and on a Friday. The office was nearly empty, everybody having gone home early to get a head start on the weekend. His performance review was coming up in about 10 minutes, with his bitch of a boss, Jan...
Author's note: This was a story that appeared to me while watching my kitten roll around the floor this morning. I briefly wondered to myself: What in the world does Julius do all day? The crazy thoughts that filled my head made me laugh, so I thought I'd share this fun little epic with you. Please, do understand this story is all in good fun, and in no way...
It was a cold windy Christmas day in Ft. Lauderdale; the temperature only reached 40 degrees. Carly worked Dixie Highway wearing only a pair of red daisy dukes, a red midriff top, a black belt that hung over her hips and a pair of black thigh high boots with her Santa hat covering her long blonde hair. While families were, celebrating Christmas she had to wo...