This is the problem with sissies not locked in chastity. They love the girly clothes - mincing around in high heels and frilly dresses. They love the way they feel an look. It turns them on beyond belief. But most of all they live the way their useless appendages feel through the sheer nylon of their pantyhose or the soft, smooth satin of their panties. They can’t help themselves. Sissies ate generally lifelong, compulsive masturbators. Inevitably this will happen. Cum all over its pantyhose and But most of all they live the way their useless appendages feel through the sheer nylon of their pa... Continue»
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The tale continues ……
Aunty Bev led me into the bathroom and after stripping off her lingerie she ran a shower for us and we washed each other, taking time to lather up and explore each other’s bodies. Aunty Bev decided that all traces of hair were to be banished and set about shaving my pubic area and my bum, which I may add was a very pleasing experience.
After towelling ourselves Aunty Bev began rubbing me all over in a body lotion.
“This will help stop any shaving rashes and keep your skin feeling soft and smooth.” She added. I must say the whole sensation was delightful.
I sat at her... Continue»
“Okay, folks! I think we can wrap it up and get back to work,” said the brand new manager of the Atakapa Regional Water Treatment Facility. “Angela,” the six-foot-two-inch dark-skinned man said, “what time do I have to meet the realtor?”
“You’re scheduled to meet her at the first house in twenty minutes, sir,” answered his new short and plump secretary.
“Alright then. I better get going.”
“Roger that, sir. I emailed you the location and a link on Google maps. Should take you right there.”
“Thanks. Back in a couple of hours.”
Joe Dowdell checked his iPhone 5S as he strode across the pa... Continue»
A few months ago, I started a new job. The job took me around the country, often to locations far from home, where I would stay in some easily forgettable hotels, which usually, at least, were blessed with free WiFi. I would generally arrive the night before attending client meetings the next day.
This gave me many opportunities to enjoy my old hobby of cross dressing. Now, I am straight, but - for as long as I can remember - have enjoyed the thrill of dressing as a woman. I have never gone out in public, and my wife has no idea, so it is a very private hobby, except that recently I have t... Continue»
This is a true story. I am a straight acting 23 year old, 5ft 10 and an athletic 160 pounds.
To this point I've only ever been with one guy before in a wild, spur of the moment spring break fling but it had opened my eyes to a world I knew I wasn't finished with. I had joined the gay app grindr in search of a tranny to fulfill my fantasies and finally I found one!
Her profile read "looking for a submissive bottom to be my bitch" it was just what I wanted! I eagerly messaged her but began to get cold feet and when I started asking too many questions, she told me to "fuck off if you're go... Continue»
He came over sometime around 6 and wanted to change at my place; that was fine of course. I totally understood. I wouldn't want to risk anyone I know seeing me dressed all feminine. I've always been discreet. Jen and I met through craigslist and after a coupe weeks of emails we finally decided to meet at my place.
I honestly expected her to look a lot more feminine, but then again on her emails all I ever saw of her was her neck down dressed in lingerie. i did not expect some tall broad shouldered stocky guy with spikey hair to show up.
I'm not too into men, and although i would totally ha... Continue»
Before I start this it would be in a perfect world with no d**gs and disease. This is one of my fantasies of being used just for others dirty pleasure.
I show up at the house dressed in normal clothes, thinking we are just getting together for a few beers or what ever. While we are sitting around, one of you hands me a pair of lace crotchless panties and tell me to go change into them. I do as i am told, and upon re-entering the room I see a bench set up in the middle of the room and the floor around it covered in plastic. I am asked to lay face down on the bench, and I do as I am told.
This is a true account of my first time with another man.
Cruising the craigslist personals had become a common practice for me when I was bored or feeling horny. At first it was just reading ads until I got so turned on that I had to masturbate; but then it turned into actually replying to posts. Around the same time, I had become curious about wearing panties. One night when I was feeling especially horny, I tried on a pair of panties that a girl had left under my bed after a late night hook up. I fell in love with the feeling and began placing my own ads to chat with men that liked guys i... Continue»
I was out with a couple of guys from work, Brian and Dave, and we were having some drinks at a local bar. I'd never been out with them before, but they invited me and I didn't want to be rude.
While we were having our drinks I had made some negative comments about gay men at one point, you know how it is, right? Just trying to make some conversation, but they hadn't said anything back, negative or positive, but they did exchange a look that I didn't think about until later... much later.
Brian ordered us another round and I excused myself to take a leak. All I remember after that was ... Continue»
*This story is a work of short(ish) fiction, and despite the tribute that I would like to pay to the real people these are based off of, their names have been changed. Chicagoland area residents will recognize some of the places despite the name changes.*
Sheridan and I have been partners at the Wesley Avenue Police District for something like six years. We're part of a larger group of six: Me, Bonds, Martinez, Sheridan, Maurice (the only one who uses his first name) and Woodard. Officially, we're known as the patrolmen on the night shift in Lakeview, but the brass calls us the... Continue»
Not my story as i'm a proper woman lol but i just loved reading this...................
I am a 24 year old male to female transsexual, I have been dressing up as a a woman since I was 14 and had nylon led sexual fun since my early teens. Often wanking myself whilst wearing a pair of sheer stockings. The result is that today I have a very large wardrobe of clothes and shoes, I am completely smooth all over apart from a landing strip and have manicured nails and shaped eyebrows and with killer legs in high heels. I am single but I had this strong desire to go dogging. I fantasized about being... Continue»
A continuation of my story. Parts 1-6 can be found on my profile page. Thank you and Enjoy!
Morning of Halloween Day was uneventful. Daddy prepared breakfast for the two of us and Mistress Claire had come by as well to join us. "Are you excited for tonight?" she asked. I said "Oh yes Mommy I can't wait to get candy!" She giggled a little and said I looked so cute and adorable and continued eating her breakfast. Daddy placed a couple pankcakes on my plate and then I noticed his rock hard cock was fully erect, he was stroking it with one hand and patting my head with the other. "Would my baby... Continue»
Derek Enjoys Chrissie to the Fullest
I gathered up my clothes and shoes and silently went in search of the
bathroom to freshen up, as I was ordered to do by my wife's best friend
and my doctor, Helen. I couldn't quite believe I had just given head to
Derek, who I had only met less than an hour ago and who I suspected was
less than a reputable figure although I had to acknowledge he had a cock
worthy of worship. It was the first time I had done that in my life and I
found the experience both humiliating and deeply erotic. Truth to be
told, the humiliation factor weighed l... Continue»
So much had happened in the last few days. My wife's best friend had
confided in me that my wife of five years, Heidi, was three months
pregnant with her lover's baby and was planning on serving me with
divorce papers when she returns from holiday next week. That same woman,
who just happened to be my doctor and was the person who had administered
my three year course of oestrogen treatment, had now declared her
interest in me, not so much as a prospective spouse but as a benevolent
owner who was soon to reap the coming rewards from my upcoming career. In
I couldn't really move off the sofa for the next few days as the recovery
from the breast implant surgery required me to sl**p in a sitting
position so mommy laid a sheet on the sofa and propped pillows behind me
and for the next four days I just wore a satin dressing gown and kept my
movement to a minimum. My new breasts ached and I was too scared to even
look at them. Mother was used to me taking care of her every whim so,
when the tables were turned, she tried to be the best 'Nurse Nancy' she
could but her wonderfully wicked nature wouldn't allow her... Continue»
Chrissie Learns to Serve
The weekend was a blur as the overdose of hormones rushed through my
body. The nurse in the clinic I visit every week obviously had a big envy
thing going on with Helen, my doctor and the woman I have devoted myself
to. Instead of my normal dose of oestrogen she took advantage of Helen's
absence and hiked up the treatment considerably, threatening to report
her to the medical board if I ever revealed what she had done to me. I
had no choice but to accept my fate and go through even more hot flashes
than I had ever experienced. I mostly stayed in ... Continue»
Chrissie gets her fix
I woke up drenched with sweat as a rush of hormones heated my body to
what felt like a boiling point. The sun was up and I could sense it was
relatively early. I checked my phone for the time and saw it was 7:00 am.
I lay in bed for a few minutes thinking of the events that happened
yesterday: my first day as a t-girl prostitute at Derek's brothel in
Mayfair and the package of my new maid's outfits that I picked up from
John Lewis and the new rules that had been laid down by my new owner,
Helen. Just a few days ago I had just been a cuckolded husban... Continue»
Chrissie licks mommy clean again and again
My mother called out to me as she entered Helen's apartment through the
front door, which I was not allowed to use. I was consigned to the
service entrance at the back of the apartment, as most servants were in
Victorian England. In the 21st century it was rare to have a maid in
London, let alone an indentured sissy maid that, not only waited on her
mistress hand and foot, but worked during the daytime as a t-girl
prostitute for the sole financial benefit of his owner. It was a fate I
was led into over three years ago when my w... Continue»
Chrissie gets spunked
As mommy and I walked down the street, arm in arm, on a sunny August
Saturday afternoon in London I felt happier than I had been in years. I
was 30 years old, had a pair of tits to rival my mother and we were both
dressed to kill; in above the knee skirts, heels and silk blouses.
Underneath we had matching bras and panties and natural coloured hold
ups. We caught the glances of virtually every alpha male on the streets.
Mommy is 55 and looks a decade younger and is every young man's fantasy
of a hot mature woman. I look more like her younger s****r... Continue»
Chrissie Gets Some Payback
It was late Saturday afternoon when we finally arrived home. Mommy was in
a wicked state of sexual bliss brought on by the humiliating session she
had f***ed me to go through with a professional mistress. Her beautiful
face was flushed with desire. Mommy had grown to love putting me through
degrading experience after experience but this time she had gone way over
the edge. I had been f***ed to service over two dozen faceless men in a
filthy glory hole in a sex shop off a narrow alley in Soho, spending more
than two hours on my knees under the ... Continue»