Chapter 16 -- The Conclusion After putting this story to bed in July 2005 and then reviving it again in March 2007, I have finally run out of ideas for our intrepid transvestite prison prostitute. That said, after you read on and see how I have ended the series, you could argue that there is plenty more to explore in this story; especially the development o...
This is a continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time Transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about my most recent encounter; my first encounter for some time, and also for me a milestone; my first time out and about dressed as a Transvestite. This is the story of my latest encounter,...
Chapter Eleven - An Offer You Can't Refuse! Michele remained on her knees and waited for Chief Writer Rod Latham to come over to the bunk to see what he wanted of her. It turned out he wanted a quick fellatio session, which she provided. After the three sailors had satisfied their urges with Michele it was time to talk business. "So as you can see compar...
The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up...
While my wife of 16 years has known of my fancy for cross dressing, she really didn't realize how far I delved into the realm of womanhood. That is until yesterday, when I forgot to lock my office door. It all came to a head, in more ways than one, when she burst into my office and found Desiree, "The Hot to Trot Transvestite" busy with one cock in her ass a...
Copyright 2008 I first saw her walking down the street at lunchtime during the Manchester Gay Pride Carnival. She was about my age, mid 30s, wearing a pink PVC nurse's outfit which came down barely to the top of her creamy white thighs, black fishnet stockings (the tops of which were clearly visible as she walked along on her shiny black 4" heels, each step...
Kimberly is gorgeous and I doubt that she's much more than a couple years younger than me. It's her really beautiful, long and wavy, brunette hair draping over her shoulders that catches my attention, but not like her bright, blue eyes. The tight, blue jeans she's wearing doesn't leave much to my imagination. The same could also be said about the sweater cov...
I am a transvestite with a chosen name of Amanda. I have been fortunate enough to have experienced some of the things that other women wannabees and some women can only fantasize about. I only hope that fate is kind enough to me again in the future and that I can experience those forbidden pleasures that are enjoyed and taken for granted by those lucky enoug...
It was around two in the afternoon, when I heard the doorbell. My new mistresses dressed me up in a black micro-skirt and a black see through top, which was sort of like a T-shirt, but without any arms. I was made for women. Natalia was a bit annoyed I couldn’t fill out the cups of my bodice, but didn’t want to use anything false because it looks stupid....
This is a reflection from a frustrated cock loving man living a heterosexual lifestyle. Ok so that's not my name but nevertheless I am a dick addict. I love to see a prick with hanging balls. I love to see the head of a circumcised or uncovered cock. If dicks don't fascinate and enthral you maybe it's best not to read on. If on the other hand if, like me,...