"Yes Calvin I'd love t-to go with you to the senior p-prom." The stuttering blonde squeezed my hand. "But I'm religious s-so don't t-try to f-feel me up... or do me... or anything." I kissed Lizzie's lips and she blushed virgin pink. That Saturday Liz and I arrived at the prom. This years' theme was Cherry Blossoms. Which I assumed was about all the cute...
J and Sara quietly peeked into the J and T's bedroom. Chris was standing at the foot of the bed, thrusting into T. Her breasts were vigorously swaying back and forth as he slammed into her, and she let out an adorable little squeak with every thrust. Chris paused and readjusted T so that her ass was pointed up and out, presented for him. "Mmm, Ok little on...
T held her friend in a hug in the back seat of the car. Her Daddy was driving. Sara seemed so little to her now, silent tears running down her freckled cheeks as she cuddled up close to T. Not even 15 minutes ago, they were clambering out of the pillow fort so Sara could answer the phone. She was in shock. Her sad eyes wide, and hand held over her mouth. C...
I was in the food court at the mall just a few blocks from my office. The mall wasn't doing very well since a new, bigger mall and a series of big box stores had been opened at the next exit, and half the stores were closed. The food court itself had lost two more restaurants, and there was a pretty slim choice of lunch options. I got a soggy sandwich from t...
"Park it in a safe, remote area, please. A girl wants to feel safe." The voice was soft and deep, with an alluring foreign accent. The figure was small, shapely, with long, black hair, a China-doll face, and a slinky crystal-beaded-covered spaghetti-strapped top, buttoning down from the cleavage split, above a matching, tight, miniskirt—a figure that sparkle...
Chris and J chatted quietly in the kitchen over beers as T crept up the stairs. The bedroom door was open a crack and T peeked in, trying as hard as she could to be quiet. Sara laid, still naked, quietly curled on the bed sucking on her thumb for comfort, her eyes still puffy and red from crying. T leaned away from the crack in the door and softly knocked,...
This is just a harmless male fantasy. I wrote this story more or less in one go for my own amusement. Don´t expect any serious emotions, problems or realism in this one. Useful feedback with a return address is always welcome. I have replied to each one so far. I probably won´t reply much in the public comment section, although I usually read it and appreci...
Chapter Twelve: Chantel's First Night as a Club Dominatrix [One week after the dinner time encounter with Carl]. Carl in conversation with Barlow revolves around modifying a room in the complex into a Dominatrix play room/dungeon, for Carl's new girl to expand her role as to being a tranny dominatrix. Carl asks, "Barlow how is the Dominatrix room coming a...
I am at home, like a good slut is supposed to be. I clean the house, knowing you like it nice and tidy. I check there is no dust left and start to do the dishes. I do it naked, for you expect me to be naked at home. And I cater to any of your wishes. I hear the door close and I hurry to welcome you, I get down on my knees, my head lowered and I whisper "Wel...
The story will now move one month forward to start at Chapter Nine. This will allow the setting up of Chantel's new career as a transsexual and higher class t-girl escort. The chapter will move through time from her first time as a t-girl escort to a couple of months as a t-girl escort... I hope you all enjoy. ***** Chapter Nine: My First Night as a T-Girl...