FOREWORD The following chapter is part of a single novel length story relating a journey of awakenings, discovery, and growth involving a small group of people. This story should read fairly well all alone, but... By clicking on a blue Wm_Sexspear, you'll be taken to my Profile; at the bottom of the page you'll find a list of all the currently available ch...
When I go out to the adult bookstore, I am always dressed as a woman. And not just as a woman, but a whore. I tease my hair up big and high, and will have either a dress, skirt, or butt baring short shorts; and, of course, high heels. It's a 15-minute walk from my apartment to the arcade, and my route runs me through an industrial area along a fairly wide av...
Ever since words got out that James has some femboy porn hidden in his laptop it has been a nightmare for the 19 year old poor boy standing 5'8" and weighs merely 122lbs. His classmates have totally lost all respect for him. He was admired before for his friendly attire and kind hearted nature but now he is admired for his feminine body. He lives in a boy's...
I was a bachelor for the week while my wife was at a conference. She speaks at many professional conferences around the country. I find this great time to catch up with old friends and Petra was on my list this week. My ex, Petra and my wife do not get along all that well. So my friend, invited me over Thursday night. When I arrived, she met me at the door...
I would never be brave enough to be one of the real slaves. What they were doing right now was something I would never have enough courage for, even if I waited and let gallons and gallons of courage build up for my whole life. I wished though. I wished hard and I wished often. I wished I could do it. I wanted to know the feeling of giving myself completely...
19 year old Raoul slowly walked along the beach. As usual, many pairs of female eyes, of various ages and levels of boldness, scanned his six feet four frame - sliding over pecs, tracing the shape of the long thick pecker that bounced in its pouch, or guessing the weight of the big balls that hung below. The eyes flipped to the retreating back as they drank...
Coming home from my Vegas get-away, I mentally rehearsed telling Will all about it. Just thinking about the recent events got me worked up again. I knew Will would appreciate it. He wasn't the jealous type (he loved hearing stories about my ex-boyfriends) and, besides, I hadn't actually cheated on him. I would tell Will how Carrie had deliberately pulled o...
For the last year or so I have had a recurring fantasy of having a bisexual experience with another guy. I was never able to fulfill my fantasy due to being nervous about actually doing it, and getting caught. While not actively searching for a partner in crime, I was open to an opportunity to explore my bisexual fantasies. Last month I was invited to a la...
After that evening on the beach I knew my life would never be the same, but I was surprised by how quickly things changed. People immediately seemed to notice a difference in me, my whole demeanor had changed. The ever-present shyness that had crippled me socially for so long had disappeared overnight, leaving behind a confidence that allowed me to walk tall...
This is the story about how I finally got up the nerve to kiss Kerry Lynn, a beautiful TransLady who I became enthralled with due to our relationship as COP/Prostitute; both of us working the streets. Make no judgements about her lifestyle; she was a beautiful person inward as well as outwardly. * I was a seasoned police officer at the age of 35. I knew m...