Funny experiences after 40 years of living on the road Hey everybody, Bill Millwood here. I'm just sitting here in my rocker today thinking about my life on the roads of Texas after retiring from 40 years of outside selling. Going from town to town, always moving, countless motel rooms, bars and roads that not even an armadillo had crossed in years. I have...
This is a work of pure fiction. It deals with adult subject matter including crossdressing, and consensual male on male sex. If any of this offends you, please stop reading now. This is my first story for others so any feedback would be appreciated. ***** Henry and Lisa have been married for many years. During that, time both of them made many little pe...
Chapter Twenty Two: Satin, Ruffles and Lace, Sissy Maids contracted out to Work. Monday morning and I arise as typical at 7:30am, enema, shower, shave do my makeup and put on a maids dress for the day. Today it's back into a black satin one. Master told me though to put on black back seem pantyhose for today which I dutifully do and make sure the seems are...
Three weeks had passed since the New Year's party... three weeks since Lisa left Philadelphia, without so much as a goodbye. Just a simple note, trying to explain herself to Holly and I, but not really making as much sense as she probably had hoped to make. What did she expect though... for us to be okay with the fact that she would just take off like that?...
Author's note: I prefer to write in the third person as it gives the writer so much more flexibility. However, I've written this story in the first person for one reason—it is my own personal story with love, marriage, crossdressing, and the ups and downs it invariably brings to a relationship. My name is David Calvin Peterson. My friends call me Cal. A smal...
The kids all laughed as Jim Carrey did something stupid. I'd had enough for the moment, got up from the couch and crossed to the fridge to get some iced tea. Truth be told, I was feeling a bit uncomfortable on the couch anyway, as it was getting later and the party seemed to be getting progressively younger as the night wore on. In a weird little twist of...
**Max and Megan might be a story you remember. You may be wondering why it's showing back up as a new story. I was not fond of the first version. I wrote for what people wanted, not what I wanted. One night, I decided to take it down and polish it up to what I could be proud of. It is a bit different than the original, but in my opinion much, much better...E...
My third visit to the Masturbatorium was about two months after my second. The thousand-dollar fee wasn't something I could afford very often, but it was my birthday, and I wanted to celebrate. So I made the call. This time, I wanted to be "serviced" with a woman in the room ... not a masseuse, but a client. I had seen a man go through the cycle of arousal,...
It was another tedious day at work. I am a full time student, but in the evenings and at weekends I work in a supermarket. I work in the offices, photocopying, filing, data input as well as taking calls from stupid people, and on occasion perverts. Between 7pm and 10pm seems to be the popular times for people ringing up and asking what colour underwear you h...
They were both divorced, in their mid-fifties. He was a tad older than she was. They met online through one of those alternative personal sites. Innocuous enough, just a quick online flirtation to get her through, she thought. She had no idea then that a couple of years later, he would rule every erotic impulse in her body. He would be part of nearly her eve...