Back when I was a little boy I use to love dressing in my mom's satiny frilly things. I passed many hours this way until I was out of high school. Then the military, college and a 4 year marriage distracted me to the point that I hardly remembered cross dressing at all. And when I did, I quickly dismissed it to childhood play. After my divorce I quit my jo...
"Erik, I think it's time you and Tara and I went to the bedroom. Would you lead the way, please?" Dr. Janet spoke to Erik, her patient, after giving his fiancé, Tara her first (as far as he knew) same sex orgasm, and now stood in front of the couple naked except for her black stockings with the elastic tops and shiny black heels. Her giant tits, which Erik n...
Check out Chapter One if you want this to make any sense. Even then, it still doesn't make much sense, but it's been damn fun writing. Thanks for all the kind words. I'll keep at this story-line if you guys are digging it. ***** It took Penny almost two weeks to fashion a mask from various fabrics, creating a form-fitting hood that wrapped her head and sna...
Joyce and I were lying in her dark bedroom in a sleepy embrace when we were both startled by the phone. Joyce jumped out of bed, straightening her nightgown, and ran to answer the call in the living room. I could not understand what she was syaing but I was sure she was talking to her sister. Joyce laughed several times and, although I was curious, I could n...
Copyright Neonurotic The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # Late Sunday afternoon at my Lake Pontchartrain camp in the bayou, I sat...
"Honey?" Gina Clark shouted up the stairs to her husband. "Yeah?" Greg responded from his comfortable position lying on their bed half-watching the Thursday night football season opener. They had just gotten the kids down a little while ago and he was looking forward to a slow NFL Network-induced slide towards sleep. She waited to respond until she was sta...
"You know all manner of people come my way to help fix their problems, most of them pay quite well, but honestly I do this for myself more than the money." Mistress Carla says with a wry smile as she admires some pictures of some naked girls being spanked. "Just a few months back for example, I had a business woman bring me her assistant who w...
She strummed on the steering wheel as she sang at the top of her lungs. The radio blared right along with her as she tried so hard to stay awake. The drone of the Chevy’s tires on the lonely highway grew louder as she rolled down the driver side window and the freezing cold air rushed in. She wasn't far from home but the 12 hour long trip from college was ta...
Part six of The Wrong Room series. Thanks for choosing to read another one of my stories. If you are unfamiliar with this story it might be best to go back to the beginning to better understand this relationship, but that's your choice. -Dreamweaver594... ***** Mike helped Allison pack up the remaining boxes in her bedroom. Her roommate, Tina, was all a fl...
I am writing to you from Fountain, a beautiful small college town named after the local spring water. My name is Wesley Dodge, and I am an adjunct professor at the University who also owns a small book store in town. My late wife Emma ran the store for me until a few months ago, and I've felt the loneliness of her loss terribly. My grief has blocked me out...