On Saturday afternoon, Sophia came to see me as I was applying make-up, sitting with just a suspender belt & black stockings on. I was putting on lots of slap, pale foundation, heavy black around my eyes, both shadow & mascara, with lots of scarlet lippy to finish. I looked really tarty, my hair pulled back and long dangling earrings adding to the lo...
I have always known that I am really a girl. At first I just loved their clothes, so much prettier than mine. Then as I got older I started to feel attracted to boys. By the time I was eighteen I was entranced by their muscles and the bloom of their skin moving across their arms, their chests and thighs. I imagined their cocks inside my cunt, thrusting into...
Richard answered the knock on his motel room door and was greeted by the alluring sight of the girl the agency had sent. She pretty much matched his requests: long blonde hair, pretty face, a seemingly voluptuous figure under her fitted coat. "Hi, I'm Amy," she said in a sensual whisper. "Ready to unwind after a busy day?" Richard held the door open to let...
When you reach your 60's, the one day you tend to dread is your birthday. Not a fun day as when younger. Even though you can't help but be thankful to have made it another year, it's a reminder you're getting ever closer to the eventual visit by the grim reaper. With that said, for my birthday my husband Walter would most likely take me out for dinner with...
CHAPTER ONE - Claire steps out It was not something she could put her finger on. The what or the when. Gradually girls seemed to turn away from her. Invites dried up. No more shopping with her besties. No more whispers of friends and illicit liaisons. In fact Claire now got the feeling that she had actually become... the, focus of the gossip. It hurt, but...
Just as Rhonda suspected they all had another gentle play before they all fell asleep, this time with Rhonda in the middle and the girls cuddling into her from either side. The next morning the alarm woke them as Rhonda had to leave by eleven to return to her other life. It was always a sad time, but they all knew it had to happen. After breakfast, Rhonda co...
I had been wearing dresses at home for quite a while now, with my wife's encouragement. The first one I tried was very special and we called it The Dress. It just made me happy. On Wednesdays I was sucked off while wearing it. On Fridays I dress up as Sexy Sally and fuck her. On Saturdays, for her entertainment not mine, she would dress me in various outfits...
"Do I need to repeat anything?" "No, sir." "Good. I have something rather special planned." He hung up without a good-bye. I had plenty of time to get ready but started to draw my bath immediately. I hated to rush before our meetings. 'Something rather special' hung in my imagination as I watched the tub fill with water. Was he about to start a new phase?...
It was a cold winter's morning when Jessica and Phil awoke to the soft twitter of the birds outside and the early morning sunlight shining through the window of their large detached home on the outskirts of London. Although close to the town it was still a rural location and a place in which they had made their home. It was always quiet there which made it...
This is a story about a journey home after a shopping trip that Chas and I went on recently. We were on our way home after a good day out shopping. We had been in a lot of shops, and I had tried on several articles of clothing, always leaving the curtain of the changing cubicle open a bit for other men to see me change as when I took off my short tight dres...