My name is Carl and I love to cross dress. My alter ego, Carissa, is an out going and friendly person who first appeared in public recently. The occasion was a corporate Christmas party. I had been by that time dressing privately in front of my computer and participating in a video chat for several months. I'm five foot six, 130 pounds. I wear my medium br...
Once I realized that I liked to wear panties, I wanted to be seen in them. But I didn't want to be seen by anyone that I knew. That would be too embarrassing. I drove to the next city over and walked around with the satiny fabric caressing my cock beneath my clothes. I had dinner. I shopped. It was fun having a secret, but the excitement wore off quickly. I...
As my wife opened my underwear drawer, I panicked. She was lost in talk about a bathroom remodeling and hadn't yet noticed women's panties right on top of my things. They were so blatantly not hers because it was a red thong and she never wore anything that exciting. She was looking at me but blindly reaching for them. In that moment I had to do something s...
---Set in New Zealand--- INTRODUCTION The gnarled-faced woman, hair white and thinning without a hint of waves to give relief to her aged appearance, sat at ease, her pale violet eyes looked permanently saddened as if life had treated her cruely. The widow resident of the retirement home bearing her name, pulled out a cheque from her dressing gown pocket....
Please remember to vote, if you enjoyed the story. And I always appreciate comments both positive and negative. Though trollish, anonymous comments will be deleted. *** *** *** *** *** Ken sat in front of his computer stroking furiously. On the screen was a video clip of his wife, Karen. She was on all fours being fucked from behind by a tall, thin red he...
I'm now in my fifties but for as long as I can remember, I've had a fetish for heels and nylon stockings. When my parents were out I would sneak into my mother's wardrobe and try on her stockings and high heels. I sometimes used to dress further with her girdles and party dresses. This always ended with my cock being rock hard and me wanking, trying to make...
I can't believe what an ass Bill is, Kate thought to herself as she watched her husband pawing the sexy little blonde waitress. He was always doing this to her when they went out. A few drinks and he'd notice anyone but her. And I don't look so bad, Kate said to herself, looking into the mirror behind the bar. Her deep green dress matched her eyes and her re...
We saw each other from across the room. We locked eyes simultaneously. Even from on the other side, I saw his gorgeous gray-blue eyes. He made his way through the crowd and leaned against the bar next to me. He was a lot taller than me, probably over six feet. I looked up at him. His wildly intense eyes were set in a very kind face that looked smooth and pal...
It is a brisk Fall evening in Pittsburgh. She sits at the bar alone sipping her Zima and reflecting on the long day she had just finished at the office. Her long legs, dressed in sheer black hose, are crossed showing the shapely lines running up to her short black leather skirt. Being blessed with a beautiful bosom, her sheer white silk blouse outlines here...
Her clothes dropped like autumn leaves, revealing flesh as ripe and sweet as a Delicious apple. A teasing west wind tossed the bright hair uplifted from her head, and Daniel wakened from his summer dream. It had been a sultry dream. A dream like all dreams, filled with those events that altered and illuminated our time. And he, he was there. Yes, it was a s...