Shemales Porn Stories Page 68
I was born a “hermaphrodite” and I had B cup
boobs when I was very young.
I was skinny so they looked BIG.
This story is from Pms I sent to SuperSatin
You may or may not know I was a prostitute
when I was very1 3young for a rich p3do club
So here's a collection of Pms that add up to
Another one liked me to suck him off again and again.
he could cum 5 or 6 times., sometimes more.
I know he limped the next day!!
he fucked me too and always rested then cummed
again and again.
Another client liked to cum on my face.
he'd feel up my naked body then play with hims
There were 6 other cars in the dark, tree-lined car park. As ordered, I carefully extracted a long, white cigarette, with my trepidation becoming overwhelmed by rampant excitement. He, and I, knew this was what I needed. An outrageously madeup transvestite tart needed that final push. A gentle persuasion to become a cock-loving slut. A cigarette smoking whore, with another addiction. Cock! The nicotine was like my fuel, and my platform heels clicked loudly in the dark silence, as I fulfilled my orders. I was very aware of walking as sexilly as I could in 8 inch heels, but the clear plastic up... Continue»
When in Athens
I received an envelope addressed to me through the hotel
in Athens I was staying at, I opened it and withdrew an
embossed card, inviting me to a club that I had never
heard of before, after much deliberation I decided to
try it. I alighted from the taxi at the main entrance
about 10 pm the following night.
It became very obvious that it was more than the usual
club. It was round with small side alcoves lit with
small spot lights or in some cases with large church
candles, the alcoves were situated under columned arches
that really reminded one of a ... Continue»
I was at the bar on a Saturday night drinking as usual. I was scoping out the girls and hoping I could find something to spend the night with. I found absolutely nothing. I continued to drink and drink and drink until I blacked out for the most part and cant really tell u anything after that. When I came too I was in what appeared to be a womans room, there was a fish aquarium in the room and it appeared to be early morning outside. I had morning wood and I was wearing some males bikini cut underwear. I rolled over and saw a photo of a beautiful yellow skinned African American lady. She had lo... Continue»
You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.
A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing.
I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent.
Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my system.
For a while, I blamed my cross-dressing on the booze. But I discovered that feelin... Continue»
Author’s note: This is purely a work of bad science-fiction. In no way does the author claim that the following events took place on this plane of consciousness. However, dreams are but the reflections of reality….
Copyright 2011 prairieFreak13
Gene woke up that morning as he had for the past three months, with a rock-hard raging hard-on brought on by the dim memories of phantom dreams. He went to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of strong black coffee and by the time he swallowed the first acrid sip, the dreams were gone but the hard-on remained.
After he relieved ... Continue»
Here I was in this street crouched down beside a car trying to hide from a woman walking past with her dog. She walked past me without glancing down which was lucky. I heard a mans voice behind me which shook me up.
"You OK?, what are you doing?"
I couldn't say anything.
"You better come with me, other wise someone will report you to the police."
He was a tall man in his 50's, well built and clean shaven, he spoke very politely. I followed him over the road to his house. He opened the door and we both walked in.
I walked into his lounge looking very sorry for my self. He told me ... Continue»
Yes, Sadie, I am a 'Lil Slave Bitch' for My Big 'b*****r's Cock use, when He and His friends get in the Mood for Young Sissy Boy meat to strip and abuse on the livingroom floor, inside the 'Big House'!
I'm f******n and have been His Secret Sissy, Piss-Whore Slave since He traded for me five years ago when I was Nine! He KEEPS Me Locked Up in a rusty, smelly old trailer, parked inside a dark, Old Red Barn.
I'm Locked up inside and I sl**p on an old, Urine Smelling, Stained mattress that His Last Slave slept on for years.
I've tidyed up, inside My Home, with the gif... Continue»
Tranny Night Out and One Kinky Session
Guess I should start by explaining myself, as a young guy I always knew I was not the same as a lot
of my friends and enemies for that matter, girls had no interest in me at all apart from ones who were
long term friends.
I knew something was wrong but never worked out what it was till one evening whilst dating a girl
named Becky I had met on an online dating service who seemed to accept me for who I am.
We had been dating for 3 months or so and I always loved the feel of her stocking clad legs and
seeing her in sexy lingerie, but I secretly was al... Continue»
Emma took comfort in the shoes he’d bought her as the days passed, and as she slept she thought hard of the warm suitor’s face and kissed her pillow; her anus tingling sweetly on the butt plug, imagining the beautiful sensation she’d experienced when he’d mastered her for the first time. She yearned for him and hoped he’d not just used her for a moment’s pleasure. Her soft hairless legs waved in the silky sheets, longing for the touch of the rough masculine legs of the suitor.
Emma froze as Kurt entered her room, she was expecting the worst as he had not bothered her since her selection ... Continue»
The Bondage Whore, by Rachel St. Clair, All Rights Reserved.
Chapter 3 - Other Belated Discoveries
That evening, back at the "fleabag", as Rachel referred to home, Rachel peeled off her miniskirt and approached her prized posession -- her full-length mirror. She studied the collar first and was shocked to see that there was an engraving on it, in big letters: BONDAGE WHORE RACHEL ST.CLAIR, PROPERTY OF STOCKHOUSE ENTERPRISES. It wrapped around almost the whole collar. "I walked home with that visible to the world" Rachel thought to herself, shocked.
Then she studied the horrible nast... Continue»
After lying on the bed for some time enjoying the wonderful ass I had just had she went to refill our drinks. The rum and coke had been flowing at this point and she felt that I was ready for her. As I was lying on the bed I noticed her get on her knees next to and to my surprise her hard cock was now 3 inches from my mouth. She didn't say a word, she just began to tease my lips with it. Having not had a cock in my mouth before, I was unsure what to do although heated in the moment I gave it my best.
I took her hard cock in my mouth and began to suck it while stroking it. From what I c... Continue»
I stood under the hot shower and let the needle like spray soothe my tired muscles! "What a day," I sighed while cupping my full breasts and stepping onto the bath mat to dry off! While toweling off I admired my trimmer form in the full length mirror, smiling to myself when thinking about last night when Ted had taken her hard and fast bent over the back of the couch, bringing on a series of orgasms that had left her limp as an old wash cloth!!! my eyes moved from my full heavy chest and worked their way down to my crotch, where incredibly, my penis was now growing thick and hard just above he... Continue»
Chrissie's Gets A Harsh Lesson Part 1
This is a story I've been wanting to write for a while but I only recently got the gentleman involved to tell me it
would be okay to write about our encounter. Normally it wouldn't bother me to write about any experience I've had but
this gentleman is a special friend and I didn't feel right about relating the story without his knowledge. As you probably
guessed, with exception of Kelly, I generally change the names, dates, and locations mentioned in my stories. Even though
I won't be using his name or telling you any personal ... Continue»
Just then the phone rang and mom handed to me it was Mike he said that he couldn't belive it was me he seen at the store.I told him yes it was,then asked if he wanted to still be friends.He asked well you going to dress like that always now?I said well do you like the new real me,he said well I love the new you.Mike told me how he got hard thinking about me that way.Well what your mom say i asked. He said it was up to us what we wanted to do.I asked did your mom say anything to you about her and my mom being lesbain lovers? Yea she did he said, ok then we are cool with them.
He then asked m... Continue»
After an exhausting evening Bella was made to wait at the door and humbly kiss the guests as they left; some of the males groping her pretty arse as they departed. She was glad of the alcohol she had been treated to as this masked from her the ugliness of some of the brutes she had been f***ed to entertain, though she remained reasonably coherent. Bella eyed the vase in which the phone was hidden, which was tantalisingly close. Jane ushered her into the embrace of one of the leaving males, who was also a little worse for wear; he cupped the sissy’s sweet little balls in one hand as he pulle... Continue»
She had always been very rough with him, the big woman, but this morning was exceptional, and different. She had come home late from her usual soiree with other local mistresses and had whipped him mercilessly for no apparent reason; she had woken him during the early hours several times, tormented him and had her arse licked while she applied her dildo or had him lick her till she grunted out yet another orgasm, before serving him with cane or whip. Now morning was here she face sat him; her huge and sweaty arse engulfing his face; why was she so insatiable? He could not remember the last t... Continue»
This is a Fantasy I'd LOVE to come true.
I am a late 40s CD/TV who is VERy bi curious. I have been dressing for many years but only recently found what I like and what I want. I love satin, have a smoking fetish and love talking dirty online. I requent most of the usual places online and many chat rooms.
I met Phil online while i cruised one day and we chatted for many weeks. We shared the same fantasies and turn ons. He lived close by which surprised me. He was mid 40s, married with c***dren. His wife had been I'll and so he wasn't getting any sex. He was polite and we often spoke ve... Continue»
There was a time when Chatroulette was the perfect place to indulge on my fantasies.
At first I was annoyed by the omnipresence of cocks but found out that I was not as badly mounted as I thought, I thought why not give it a go, the reactions where as expected, a lot of people nexted me some being very rude but I was able to enjoy my Bi fantasms by masturbating with the owners of some truly amazing dicks.
Obviously my first goal was to join a female and I had been lucky a few times until one day I started discussing with one of the most amazing beauty which started playing with her perky... Continue»
Some years ago, While my wife and I were separated, I was out of state and she called to ask if she could use the computer at my place. When I returned home she asked about the pictures she found of me all dressed up like a whore with some guys cock in my mouth and of me setting on a dildo and taking the whole thing. I made up some story about I was experimenting with a fantasy I had but that I didn't like the real thing and I was done with that fantasy. ( I told myself she bought it.) We never talked of it again and we got back together. Life went on. Last Halloween her friend Tina and her hu... Continue»