"Hey Mom, why don't you get Brian to drop you by Aunt Mary's? He'll be driving right by." I hit the leg on her chair as I tried and missed in my attempt to put a knot on my usually sweet and wonderful wife's leg. I had just been discussing my hunting trip to the Black Hills of South Dakota with my brother-in-law, Mark, when my wife blurted out the unexpecte...
Everyone has that one secret sexual fantasy, one that they are dying to have become reality. For most, it will remain a fantasy, either from shame or fear of being laughed at. For the few however, that ultimate fantasy will become reality. Fulfillment of the fantasy if married, is the reward given through trust from your partner. Love is not a requirement of...
Author's note: I prefer to write in the third person as it gives the writer so much more flexibility. However, I've written this story in the first person for one reason—it is my own personal story with love, marriage, crossdressing, and the ups and downs it invariably brings to a relationship. My name is David Calvin Peterson. My friends call me Cal. A smal...
(This is an entry in the Valentine's Day contest. Every character involved in sex acts in this story is at least 18 years old. The story is set in 2019, the most recent Valentine's Day before the deadline for this contest, and that was a Thursday. Please read and vote. Thanks.) From Fred: There are some things you just can't do while you're raising kids an...
The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
Again, with thanks to DawnJ for her invaluable help with the editing The next evening, the party in the shop went well. I had a chance to meet all the volunteers and staff and as the drinks flowed, the atmosphere was great. When the time came for us to hit the local bars, Nicola asked Trudie to stay behind whilst she changed. I and the others went off to th...
Hi I'm Pamela, the girl of your dreams. I'm ready to take you with me on the night of our dreams. The first few threats are there to set the environment. After that our adventure evolves. I'm in my room just after I took a shower. You have send me a message to confirm that we will go out on a date. In the message you requered a specific dress code.What's nex...
Chapter Four - The New School An elegantly dressed slim woman in her forties stood at the top of the stone steps leading up to the wide wooden double door at the entrance to Chelmsford Finishing School For Young Ladies. She was smiling and Valerie smiled back at her. "Welcome Miss Swindon. I'm Deputy Headmistress Lisa Meakins" she beamed. "Harry go down t...
Author's Note: The following is purely fiction and the property of the author. Any feed back would be greatly appreciated. * My name is Robert, but when I am dressed I call myself Vicki. I am 5'9" 160 pounds, blonde hair and blue eyes. I had just turned 18. Mom and my Step Dad were away on vacation leaving me home alone. The past several days I had been...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I, David Shaw, was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being an alleged 'Peeping Tom' in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. Clearly I...