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...
Wearing only sheer black stockings I take your hand and place it between my thighs. I guide your fingers higher, letting them swirl over the stretchy nylon covering my delicate and damp lady parts. Your tender touches shoot sensual sparks through me. I begin to understand why you find stockings so erotic. I reach in to my bag and pull out another pair of s...
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...
I am 26 years old, slim, attractive, (I'm told); blue eyes, blond hair. I work as a receptionist for a modeling agency. I'm told I could be a model as well. I have a secret. I love pantyhose and stockings. I wear them all the time, many times even to bed. I have satin sheets on my bed. I love to slide my stocking feet and legs all over the sheets, and then...
My sister Dorene was on the phone asking me if I could accommodate her friend Ruby during the Summer holidays. "She's a really delightful woman, generous and easy going, I wouldn't ask you otherwise," said Dorene. Ruby was studying theatre and dance and had to attend a six-week contemporary dance course at the local university. I was certain that my girlf...
This story was inspired by, what started as a true incident, but developed into a fantasy. It was written for my own benefit, a sort of catharsis of my inner turmoil, and frustration, and for my fellow aficionados who can understand and empathize with my feelings and desires. Also, for any ladies, (or gentlemen), who would care to share their feelings or hid...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The day had come for the party I was to attend with Lisa. She arrived at 7pm prompt. We went to her car and she started to drive. She explained "I have only invited two others we are going to pick them up now." We drove along talking. Lisa was wearing black ankle boots, a dark fi...
Christmas was, as usual, a peaceful and relaxing time with the special people in my life. I spent the day with family and friends. Boxing Day is for me to relax and unwind. I slept late, had a long bath because I was invited out to an old friend's for dinner that evening. When I arrived, he had his apartment all decorated, the table set with candles and it...
If you would ask any couple married for twenty years, most would tell you they don't have sex anymore. The rest would say they still have an active sex life, and would agree sex is no longer a chess game where you're trying to anticipate your partner's next move. Instead, sex becomes more passionate as you know without a doubt what turns your partner on. As...
It was an ordinary day except for the fact that it was only mid-morning and I was aching for a good hard orgasm. My husband had been out of town for a few days and before that had been my time of the month. It had been a good 10 days since we had a nice rousing session where all the right buttons were pushed and an amazing gasping, moaning, climax was ripped...