I removed my bra slowly, letting the straps fall off my shoulders, then finally revealing my breasts. The boy stood before me, as ordered, and stared. I looked down to see a bulge forming in his pants. Maybe he is a virgin - I thought to myself - most of my boys are not so fast to respond. I let the lace bra fall to the floor, then made a motion toward my nipple. He didn't react... clearly a virgin. I snickered a little at how innocent this boy really was and decided verbal cues would be necessary. "Come drink from Mommy." His eyes lit up and he dove for my breast as if it was home plate and h Continue»

I was still in high school having started a year late, so at eighteen I still lived at home with my parents. This was really limiting my lifestyle choices. I longed to be able to dress like the sissy baby I really am, but my very religious f****y would never allow it. Heck, when Mom caught me wearing one of her bras they sent me to straight-camp for a week to fix me.

My friend Brian was lucky. He had graduated early and his parents were so anxious to get him out of the house that they paid the rent on his new apartment for a year! Thankfully it was a two-bedroom, and while Continue»