Hello it's Sonia again. This is my second story. For those who have not read my first one, I am a transvestite. I am Indian (East Indian) and am short (5'3 without heels). I dress up as often as I can and love going out in public. I will describe myself a bit more. I have an average build, light brown eyes, nice features (I'm told) and wear long red hair....
Andrew Cooper walks into the massive building, the front a wall of glass and just inside a lovely garden of flowers and fountains. As he enters he walks to the counter and talks to the receptionist. She is a young lady, probably mid 20s, platinum blonde hair and an ample bust. she looks at him as he walks up and greets him politely "Good afternoon and...
She was very used to his games by now. He had a devious, conniving mind and it never failed to make her wet whenever he introduced the next one. She had finished a phone conversation with him that morning. He had introduced the idea of the next game. It had again made her wet. Not just mildly moist, but proper, full on wet. She always found herself, espec...
My wife and I were in Berlin on a short city break. We had arrived the previous day and being tired, decided to relax in the hotel's sauna. The only saunas we had previously encountered were those at Center Parcs in the UK, when our kids were small. Never having been to a German sauna before, we were surprised to see pictograms on the door showing that towel...
(In the first part of this story "Phone Call from the Nude Beach", a young woman calls her husband from a clothing-optional beach near Miami. He's up north consumed with jealousy because other guys are seeing her naked. Before hanging up they agree that he'll try to get on a flight that afternoon to join her. Two hours later her phone rings...) "Oh no! You...
As with all my stories, I welcome other authors to add chapters! Remember to like and bookmark your favorite chapters! Regular chapters with 5+ likes get a sequel, chapters with 10+ likes get two. End chapters get an epilogue with 10+ likes. Chapters with the most likes & bookmarks get updated first! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old...
This is one of my older stories, slightly re-worked for this site. I have 'published' it elsewhere on the net and I necessarily crave the indulgence of people who may have already come across it whilst hoping that those who haven't will enjoy it. If you enjoy adult knicker wetting and desperation as much as I do, I hope it will give you pleasure. * Dusk f...
We were on our second week of touring the South of France in our little drop top sports car when Jane decided her summer wardrobe could do with freshening up. So we headed from the small fishing village, where we had spent the previous few days, to the nearest metropolis in search of the latest thing in holiday wear. Before leaving Jane bemoaned the fact th...
Smelly Tuxedo-June 13 I was walking through the mall late on a Sunday afternoon in June, headed for the formal wear store to turn in the crumpled rented tuxedo that I was carrying in a brown paper grocery bag. Head down, not sure I was headed in the right direction, trying to shake off the lingering effects of too much alcohol the night before; way too much...
Helen's Blackmail It was an unprecedented time. The world it seemed, was on pause. Life was perhaps still going on, but not obviously so. Stay in your homes, was the constant refrain. Stay where you are. No meeting other households. No going out. No having fun. Lockdown. This was not good news for anyone, and everyone felt their own personal torments. Hel...