Hi, welcome to my first ever story. This story is based in the UK. Be warned, there is no sex in this episode. Please enjoy, but be kind. Episode 1 Letting out a grown as the bright morning sunshine blinds me through my bedroom window. It's Saturday morning, and like most other Saturdays my morning is taken up with my dad working. Now I have finished coll...
*All characters in this story are above the age of 18 and are not engaged in ageplay.* ***** I was busy rubbing my Mommy dry with a towel, as she stood naked in the bathroom, with Mommy already looking at me with a predatory grin. I wondered how long it would be until she had her once again hard cock buried inside my tight boy hole. It was difficult to con...
Table of Contents [1] Introduction: [2] Who are transsexuals? [3] Who are cross-dressers and transvestites? [4] What are cross-dressers and transvestites like? [5] How can I relate to my transsexual characters and get into their heads? [6] What terminology should I use? [7] What terminology should I avoid? [8.1] What do trans women look like naked?...
I replied sleepily that I was, in fact, Terry, still not realizing who was calling and inquired, "Who's calling, please?" "Did you request the honor of attending an all day party on September 6th?" the voice continued. All of the excitement and anticipation I had previously felt rushed back into me at that moment as I realized that this call was being made...
It was mundane as hell. The dishwasher was full, she was emptying it. Simple. Mind bogglingly simple. When she was finished with the dishwasher, there was sorting washing from machine to dryer and putting a new load on. Then she was done. A scandal rag was waiting for her in the loo, she would read of fat celebs who could easily fit twice over into her cloth...
With a bit of red wine and a cigarette, I strip down and run a warm wash cloth over my privates making sure I'm moistening and softening my skin for the cool yet fiery cream that will take away my ugly hairs. I stand in front of the mirror, growing hard as I smooth a thick layer of cream from my waist down to my ankles. Thankfully I don't get hair on my feet...
With a bit of red wine and a cigarette, I strip down and run a warm wash cloth over my privates making sure I'm moistening and softening my skin for the cool yet fiery cream that will take away my ugly hairs. I stand in front of the mirror, growing hard as I smooth a thick layer of cream from my waist down to my ankles. Thankfully I don't get hair on my feet...
Who am I? That would seem a silly question to ask at the beginning of a story, but for me that question is all too important. I used to be a fairly normal guy named Ben, and at 25 I thought I had a good enough job and a normal enough life. My story really starts several months ago, a day that seemed like any other, like many before it. I was woken up when m...
(Georgia, 1838) "Its official," Daniel Ross spoke in bitter tones. "The removal is going to take place." "There's nothing that can be done?" Dani Ross, his sister asked. Her voice was resigned. She was as intelligent as she was beautiful and knew the answer already. I suppose she was hoping for some surprise that would change everything. "No. The so-calle...
The drive was a long one, but with every passing mile there were fewer cars on the road and as they disappeared off into the distance so too did my anxiety and frustrations. In its place came a mounting sense of excitement for what lay ahead. Soon I approached my destination and made the final turn off the main road, and onto what was barely more than a dirt...