Chapter Three: My Saturday Meeting with Kerri. Well another busy but fun week for myself as Mistress Chantel begins to wrap up. It's a bright, sunny Saturday morning about 7:30am. My typical femme routine is to shower, dry off, moisturize with fragrant, moisturizing cream then to shave my face. Luckily for me in recent months I have begun to use a beard ret...
Ben had just been dropped off by his parents for his first year at university. He had just finished dumping all of his stuff into his new room which, much as he'd expected it, was small but liveable. He locked his door and turned around ready to set off to have a look around when a girl walking along the corridor with a teetering pile of belongings in her ar...
Michael drove me into a part of the city on the edge of downtown that I had never visited before. There were lots of small shops, restaurants, and other businesses, mostly housed in older buildings. Some of the structures were a little run down, but the neighborhood was plenty lively. I saw lots of people out on the streets doing their errands and morning sh...
Sunday morning, sitting in front of the computer, coffee in hand as I stare out the window of the den wondering what the hell just happened. Belinda is still sound asleep recovering from the wild night before and I am not even sure where to begin on describing our latest sexual adventure. Maybe a recap of the last two years is in order as I mull over the cha...
Merry Christmas Eve. I toasted myself by the roaring fire as I hoisted my glass of merlot in a solo tribute to holiday cheer. I glanced at the clock on the mantle. 6:19 PM. My two-year-old black lab, Colby, nestled himself further into my lap, forgetting as always that he weighed ninety-nine pounds and was far from a cuddle dog. My teenage son was at his...
Chapter Four: My Arrival and a New Start to Full Time Sissy Life. I awake about 7:30am, groggy as I only had a floor to sleep on with a thin blanket, I rub my morning eyes as I sit up and see the black, satin, maids dress on a hanger, as if it was calling me to put it on. I soon realize my new predicament and smile. I had to take off the pair of pantyhose,...
All characters involved in this story are of at least 18 years of age. All characters involved in this story are original creations of the author. Any resemblance to any real person, place, or event is purely coincidental. Please do not post anywhere else without author permission. Thank you! ***** True to their word, the girls kept their distance from me...
Chapter 2. The Slave pushes her Master's buttons Saturday I was drifting between asleep and awake, something was different. There was a strange sensation. The hairs on my chest were being touched. There was a strange hand on my cock. I had an arm round smooth shoulders. I finally came awake with the memory of... Jessica, there was a girl, a young woman in...
Part 1 - Looking for Love Dana pulled out of the parking lot and out into traffic. Just a short jaunt down Third Street and then on to the interstate. She had been anxiously waiting all week for after work Friday, the day when she would set off on her great adventure. It was quite an incredible undertaking. If any of her friends knew what she was up to they...
It was mid-September and my wife Justine asked me what I wanted to do for Halloween as we watched television. I hadn't given it much thought so I searched sexy Halloween Costumes on my smart phone. Sure enough, there were plenty of options that I would have loved to see Justine in. She was 5'8" redhead with a thin build, long legs and a C cup chest. She had...