Sunday morning came and I could not have been more ready to head to the airport and start my journey back home. With everything that had taken place the last couple nights with Cassandra and Cristy, I was left with so many different feelings. My heart and pride were hurt from watching my wife with another man. I was angry that Cristy had manipulated Cassandr...
Satin knew he was heading her way. He had called her earlier before she had gotten home to leave a short and to the point message on her answering machine saying, "Be ready at midnight. I will be there." He left no name and no return number cause he didn't have to. She knew his voice anywhere. The anger and resentment she felt at his domination made her wa...
There are fifteen candles strategically placed throughout the room, one for every year they have been together. They lie on the bed, side by side. Their fingers are laced together and are wedged between their two steaming bodies. Beads of perspiration glisten upon his chest hair. He is naked and she is out of breath, but she is never completely naked. Her...
A lot of folks know about the apartment wrestling craze of the 70s and 80s, and love like I did. But they only know the public side. As vicious and erotic as the published matches were they didn't show everything, nor did they even remotely compare with the post-match activities of women like Helene, Cynara, Valerie, and the others, or, indeed, with their un...
I awoke slowly, enjoying the warmth and comfort of the bed and thick quilt. My mind was slowly trying to separate half remembered dreams from reality. Pink panties. A lacy bra. Viv's breasts. Excitement. Embarrassment. Suddenly my eyes were open as the catalogue of disjointed dream images slotted into the reality of the previous evening. Even as the memori...
My wife's control over me insures that I have no secrets from her no matter how depraved my hidden desires. This is the fourth in a series in which I confess my past experiences as a panty thieving college cross dresser. I have changed some of the names, but the rest of the confessions are, sadly, true. Please read the first three installments for context....
(A mysterious black cloaked nymph drives a muscular barbarian almost nuts while the latter was chained hand and foot in his dungeon cell.) The huge, brawny barbarian writhed in his chains and bellowed in anger. Never had he been so humiliated. He been stripped totally naked of his clothes and weapons and was now bound hand and foot and spread-eagled on a he...
My wife (2nd marriage ) divorced me because she could not deal with my cross dressing. It was actually the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I proceeded to get my own apartment where I would not have to hide my wardrobe and I could come and go as I pleased. Except for going to work, I started to live dressed up as a woman almost all the time....
My friend, the pastor asked me to help out arranging for a meeting in the local church. When I arrived there was a wedding crowd entering the church so I went in the side entrance and into the meeting room that was behind and to the side of the altar. There was a bride a dressed in white satin flowing dress, who was looking rather nervous. She was rubbing he...
I was nearly ready to head home when my phone buzzed with a text message. "Hon, sorry last minute business out of town. Don't worry, I planned something special for you tonight. I will call you at 9:30 tonight. Luv, Kat" "Shit", I muttered to myself in a moment of self pity. The text was a major disappointment, as Katrina, my wife and I had been playing 7...