Kevin continued to follow his step mom around like a puppy dog. He relished every chance he got to get naked for her, and loved when she would dress down a bit - sometimes in a pair of tight shorts, sometimes she would even walk briskly from the bathroom to her room in just a bra and panties. Ah, those were the best days. But poor Kevin just could not stay...
They always confused people around them of their true genders as their appearance and figure contrast their true physical self regardless of their claim. It doesn't help that most of them wear female clothing to further add our confusion(and our sexuality). They are called Traps, or Tomgirls if you will. Having the beauty that brings girls to shame, these tr...
It happened over breakfast, in the Marcello household in Upper Elm. And it came from Johnny's sister. Without warning, in front of their Mom, as they ate their Corn Flakes, she said, "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" That's all. "The boys at school? Like Johnny?" And she let the question hang there. They were all at the table: their mother, Johnny's yo...
Disclaimer: This story is completely fictional including the several small towns. I used Bing translator for the translations. None of the characters portrayed are real, also none of these sexual encounters ever happened in any school, temple, or city between adults and/or teenagers in real life. The villages all come from my imagination, the events and puni...
Every year National Nude Day falls on July 14th. That's a Thursday this year. Last year it was on a Tuesday. I celebrated last year but my celebration was inadvertent. It was accidental. This year my celebration will be by design. My name is Clarissa, I'm just your average looking, thirty-something girl with an overactive imagination and an underactive sex l...
This story is part of a series. The previous six chapters will provide context but, hopefully, this story can also be enjoyed as a stand-alone work. ***** A few weeks later, Mala came into my office. "You know that Claire is chair of the trustees of the Modern Dance Troupe?" I did not know that, but felt it best to nod affirmatively. "Two of their princi...
Lucas Ledford is asleep on his bed, his almost bare body tangled in the light blue sheets, gentle snores escaping his lips. Sunlight is draped over him through the nearby window, yearning for him to wake. His right hand is unconsciously fastened safely beneath his Hanes white briefs, squeezing his morning surprise. A moan escaped his lips as he played with h...
I met my friend Maria in town some months ago and we went to have coffee together. I hadn’t seen her for over a year so we had a lot of news to catch up on. Maria told me she was still nursing and I said that I was earning money mainly painting but also doing some supply teaching in art at some of the local schools. Eventually we got round to the question of...
This experience took place years ago when I was in college. Over the course of my collegiate career I took three photography courses. I loved these courses because I got to be creative and because they were completely different than the engineering course work I was taking in my major. For example, I can't remember ever seeing anyone, male or female, posing...
There are several stories out there involving living clothes but I want to leave this open to allow many collective authors to be as creative as possible. For example, you can write a story about clothes simply coming to life and stripping their wearer, leaving them nude and embarrassed or maybe the living clothes forces someone to wear them and turns them i...