Let me start by saying this is my first of hopefully many stories. My stories are written for a specific audience. I will be writing about some of my favorite experiences with girls I have met in my life, so that is mainly teenage stories and situations. Nothing romantic. Also, I don't use toys, whips, dildos, or make out with my cousins. I'm also not marrie...
(As I often do I am writing the story for someone else. In this case its Emily and Robert who pleased me by telling me what I needed to know, then edited this piece so it ended up close to what they wanted to say.) My name is Emily and I had been married to Robert for just over five years when this story begins. We are still married and deeply in love with...
The Costume Store is an indiscreet shop in the mall. Few people paid it any mind and many walked passed it without giving it a second glance. If they knew what wonders were inside they might have given more thought to going inside. Inside the shop walls were racks and racks of costumes. But not just any costumes. There were costumes that turned the wearer in...
Darren was a brotha on a mission. It was Friday night and the club lights were coming up and it was time to take someone home and this white chick he'd been talking to didn't even put up the pretense of playing hard to get. Darren had more than Jungle Fever; he had Sub-Saharan Tropical Rain Forest Malaria and slutty white girls were his penicillin. The objec...
As usual, life happens and I get busy doing things - some fun and sexy, most not. But I wanted to write about what happened this past winter and spring with an online friend (master). He knew just how to push my buttons. He knew I needed to be exposed, humiliated, embarrassed, pushed. He knew (most of the time) that if he pushed me a little at a time, I'd d...
I could not believe that I was actually going to do it. I had been fantasizing about it for months. I was not really sure where I got the idea, but I had been watching a lot of sissy hypnosis videos online over the past few months, hoping to help release my inner girly girl, and perhaps the idea came from a scene in one of those videos. Anyway, it does not m...
... as they lead me through the house, I stopped fighting back, as it really didn't do any difference. "Oh I think our little girl here contemplated the situation and started enjoying her place." Megan said. "No I'm not. It's embarrassing. And I can't believe you are making me do this!" I replied. "Nuurh, she's got attitude. But well dear, you didn't exac...
Author's note: This story takes place in Season 5 by which point everybody is over the age of 18. ** The Rosewood Book Club had been established with the best intentions, but it had quickly become more of a wine and gossip club. Which was great for Ella Montgomery, especially the second time around. After all the club had been first assembled because the d...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Maryse or Becky Lynch or Naomi or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Naomi had been in the WWE for almost a decade, and while she hadn't won a lot of championships her longevity had set her up for life, and she even found love with...
My name is Alex, a closet crossdresser. 18 years old, never had a date. Too skinny, too weird, too feminine. I wore my hair long but not a hair on my body tho, not very athletic. Just a 5'3" skinny 125lb pale white boy with long black hair. Who loves dressing like a girl every since my older sister, Sam, moved out 1 years ago which left her old room unsuperv...