It was one of these unbelievably hot summer days in New York. The streets seemed to steam. After a long day at the law firm I had to walk almost a block in order to get to the subway station and was drenched in sweat when I got there. As I hurried towards the platform, I caught my reflection in the glass pane of an advertisement box. My hair was matted onto...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
It was noon, and the restaurant seemed packed. A good choice for a first meeting, I thought... though if I were honest with myself I didn't really feel the need for such precautions with him. As I scanned the crowded tables, I gave myself a mental once over. Did I look alright? God, I hoped I didn't have lipstick on my teeth. I'd been getting ready since thi...
I know that there are many of these story lines running open-ended at the moment. Be patient, because I am now sure all of these stories happen in the same universe, many at the same time. I fully expect my characters to cross from story to story in the future. I loved writing this fatass cum dumpster just as much as my soulless secretary, and I hope you...
Part 13 Vegas Arrival We quickly departed the plane and as expected, Master had a limousine waiting for all of us. Getting into the limo, Master asked his slut / my wife loudly enough for all of us to hear, "Is that stretched out pussy already tender and sore?" My wife immediately responded that it was hoping that Master might express some niceties or co...
Shartan: During lunch I enjoyed not only good food but the company of my most beautiful secretary - Amrita Rao. There is only one thing better than a gorgeous, young, beautiful girl, and that's a gorgeous, young, beautiful girl who considers it her duty to please you in every way! Not only did Amrita serve me like an expert waitress-cum-maid during the l...
Monday was a pool day as Steve and I sat around the hotel pool and soaked in the rays and enjoyed several margaritas. There was a pool-side bar with an attentive waiter so we had no problems keeping our drinks refilled. We ate lunch by the pool and even swam in the warm water. I called and talked with Justin in the evening before Steve and I went for dinner...
The man sitting next to me driving is Darnell. He's a total black playah who owns a black bar near my house. He has his arm around my neck in a triumph of ownership. Basically I'm trapped in his black Lincoln Navigator, forced to listen to his gangsta rap and he's got a good buzz going. He's really happy because I'm wearing every piece of a little sexy outfi...
This story is a work of fiction, and all names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No characters involved are under the age of 18. ***** My name is Garrett Wilson and this is an accounting of an...
**A quick note. The chapters of this story can fall into multiple categories, group sex, reluctance/nonconsent and transgender/crossdresser. If any of these are not your taste than this story may not be for you.** ***** I woke the next morning almost forgetting where I was before realizing I was still at the Robertson's. I layed there in bed, still dressed...