Not long ago I was sitting home alone on a Friday night with nothing much to do and feeling horny so I decided to go out. I showered, misted myself with my favorite perfume, put on a sexy black bra, rolled on a silky new pair of jet black sheer to waist pantyhose, slipped into a tight, very short, little black spandex dress and slid my nylon clad feet into a...
When teaching a section of my favorite class, "Modern Erotic Literature", I noticed a guy in the back of the room acting strangely. He was in obvious discomfort, and I wondered why. It was during the lecture where I discuss fetish stories. Students find it a revelation. The first thing I usually do is define "shemale" tales: " 'Shemale' is a hardcore adu...
With the blessing of Mr.z I am transferring his story "Shrunken at home with Shemale Sisters" to this site. First thing you may have noticed is I changed the name slightly. I just like Futanari better than Shemale personally. If you know the original then you know the ages where lower then what this site allows, so I've gone to the liberty of uppin...
Mistress Melody had become my mistress recently and I was very deeply in love with her. Melody is not that tall but is a very sexy black woman with long braided hair. Her dominant personality was over six foot tall though. I was a transvestite submissive sissy and I was her total slave. We both knew my little 4 inch dick would never satisfy her so she had...
This is a work of fiction. * The days after I fucked with Leona I spent alone. She has told me that she was going for shoot in the Bahamas for a week. I was a man who had everything in terms of material comforts, and there was not a girl I couldn't pull in a bar. But I found that I could not stop thinking of Leona and that I stayed at home fretting and loo...
Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...
The sudden ringing of my alarm clock woke me up at 6:30AM sharp. Rolling over I turned it off and then rubbed at my eyes as I began to wake up. Slowly the events of the night before came back to me and I smiled as I thought about Amanda and how wonderful another night with her was. We had great conversations and another round of mind-blowing sex and I wonder...
Family Kyle had wildly mixed feelings when he saw his mom walking towards him. He kept his feelings to himself however and forced a big smile to welcome her back from the SpringWood Adult Mental Hospice. He had not seen her since he was child, yet he was glad to see she looked healthy and happy. “Hey Sara”, he grimaced, “How are you? Sara had spent the last...
Disclaimer: This story is the story "Living in a Futanari society"/Shemale Worldo but kind of reborn, somethings in the story have been edited here and there and some characters names and traits they have might also change from the original. (Such as the mothers name being changed). Also this story is hugely inspired by Futanari World/Shemale World...
I was eighteen, naïve and horny. After graduating from school a group of us decided to head to Europe for a last trip before having to enter our real adult lives. It was a chance to get completely drunk and have lots of wild sex. At least, that was the idea in our simple teenage minds. As for me, wild sex was something I wasn't exactly familiar with. I was s...