It had been two weeks since my trip to the waxing salon. I hadn't thought about anything else since then. I kept thinking about how free I felt sitting on the table in the salon, naked, while so many people were allowed to walk up and view me. I wanted to believe that all those women were concerned for my well being and wanted to be sure I was being taken ca...
Writer's note - this is the fourth in what is intended to be a series of short stories about April - a petite, attractive, mature, married, redhead. Each story will stand in isolation though the length and depth is likely to develop with each new story so it might be best to start at the first story and work your way though. Today April has an encounter wi...
Hydraulics squealed as the lift brought the gleaming tube car up to street level. It was a new model, an import; the kind of personal vehicle that only the upper class could afford. It's bright blue metallic paint and brilliant white marker lights stood out against its new surroundings as the platform it rested on rotated, aligning with the sidewalk. The doo...
I'm a non-passable middle-aged cross dresser who is just beginning to share my secret with the world. Here's one way that I'm starting to do it. Last time I needed a haircut, I went to a beauty salon that's a little off the beaten track in our town. Turns out the staff consisted of two very petite, middle-aged Mexican women. I must have surprised them becaus...
Lucy is the poster child for conservative. At 25 she runs a successful Ad agency. Yet she's never done anything wild. She has grey business pant suits and her glossy black hair that is always in a tight bun. Kara, her best friend keeps trying to help her loosen up. Finally she thinks she has the answer. There is a new BDSM salon that opened up "Ms Sarah...
A torrential downpour fell in sheets throughout that windless afternoon, dancing on the pavement and splashing in the grassy puddles. Marissa darted from her car and rushed towards Flaviana's hair salon, holding a plastic grocery bag above her head in defense against the pelting rain. I watched from fifty meters away, sheltered from the downpour as I huddled...
'Hey girl, watcha doin?' To this day, I don't know why I answered like I did. 'It's Jess!' 'Pleased to meet you, Jess! I love that show too! You actually look like Jess from that show 'New Girl'!' 'You're kidding me, right dude? I don't look at all like Jess, and that is not even my costume! For your information, I don't look like that actress, and furth...
Pantyboy graduates to public cross-dressing. Hello. Let me just say at the outset that I am not gay. I am a hetero man who really likes panties, stockings and pantyhose. I had been wearing them under my boy clothes for years. Some of my girlfriends were disgusted, some were OK with it while not being turned on by it, and a few of my girlfriends did (and do)...
I'm now writing about what happened to me about two hours ago. The feelings of what happened and all the thoughts are still running through me; which I hope will come through in the descriptions. I'm home at my computer now, but earlier today I went out for a haircut. Like usual I thought of the haircut as opportunity to tease my fantasies, so I decided to...
Chapter 1 This is my first erotic story. The only other erotica I have ever written was a very steamy letter I wrote to my wife after three months of being deployed in Desert Storm. I give my heartfelt thanks to my editor, LadyCibelle, for her comments and encouragement. Enjoy. "Hello Mrs. Rawly. Come on back and let's see what we can do for you today." Sa...