Bard stood at a fork in the road, lost in thought. Two wooden road signs before him read Darkwood Road and Gloomveil Road. Both sounded equally depressing and treacherous to the man. What moody bastard had thought up such welcoming names? Bard glanced back down the path he had just travelled but thought better of it. He was a thief on the run and would meet...
After an eventful evening with Bradley Pete went to visit one of his female friends called Rose whom he had known for a few years now. Pete entered wearing his red top, black leather skirt and high heel pumps. Rose was one his fetish clubbing buddies so she was use to seeing him wearing women's clothes. Pete and Rose spoke about luring Clive whom hung out ou...
Marion Turns Me Out Ch. 01 by jomar If gentle femdom, crossdressing, strapon and male-male sex isn't to your taste, please back out and try one of my other stories. ********** "There, baby, that does it. Your toes will be dry in no time. A nice shade of mocha. Do you like it? It'll go perfect with your new bathing suit." Marion put the lid on the finger...
A trip to the mall Author's Note: this chapter has no sex but was needed for story clarification. Tom's comment that he was "not much of a man" stuck with me and made me think, that if he were not much of a man, he should learn to be more like a woman. When Tom returned from work, I told him to go into the bathroom and remove all the hair on his body exce...
*This is my first ever contest story, and it's a Halloween one! It's also my second story ever submitted, and my first dark/ horror erotica story. Hope you all enjoy! 10/31/16 My life is a nightmare. I don't mean a nightmare in that my grades are a mess, or that I was rejected from the university basketball team, or that I was fired from my job and had to...
1/ From the bed he watched her put on her clothes and it was the moment he began to think differently about her. In the mirror he could see himself in bed, propped up against pillows with the sheet up to his bellybutton. In the window it was Las Vegas, high above the Strip enough that the air was clear, the lights were more glittery than garish. The room wa...
So at last I'd found a lover, named Roy. Roy loved to watch, and I loved it when he watched, so it was a great match. Last night Roy lay like a conqueror on his bed, the one with a floor to ceiling mirror behind it, and watched as I performed in nothing more than a garter belt and stiletto heels, both cherry red, which he had bought for me on an internet s...
This is a work of erotic fiction. None of the events described here have ever happened. Although I encourage readers to give me feedback both positive and negative, nasty anonymous comments are not appreciated. This and all subsequent chapters were co-authored with one of my readers, who is a big fan of the John Norman GOR series. All references to Gor and...
Thank you for your support, positive and contructive feedback, and votes. Please keep it up! And as always, I'd love to hear your constructive feedback, positive or negative. ***** We bet big. To the winner, anything goes for the weekend and the loser must comply. I thought I had it in the bag, but she won. And now I had no hair, the hard way. Except for m...
It was a beautiful evening in the spring of 1982. My wife and I were taking a drive up the coast of California for an evening stroll. She was driving. We had been married for about 5 years. She was 27, and I was 30. My wife is feminine, but she grew up as a tom boy. I had no idea that she would take so well to my submissive desires to be her sissy husband. T...