Shemales Porn Stories Page 60
"This feels great. The sun is not to hot on my skin but it's a bright clear day, the ladies are running like clockwork and so am I. Ten, I think ten moms have strolled by, just like yesterday. I'm so glad I decided to workout in my garage. Chicks love to see a man workout, especially a single guy like me. Last minute of my work out and this new workout DVD "Get Slim 4 Fem" Has me in top shape. And the host, Princess!, her highness. What a bitch but if I could fuck her I'd never stop. Last minute gotta focus...
10 m... Continue»
Suddenly among the Eden of pleasure Ken was providing, the
doorbell rings like thunder as lightning strikes burning away the
sacred garden. Ken curses under his breath while he gets up to go
see who it is. I quickly sit up & fix my clothing as he walks to the
door, watching him as he goes. Almost as soon as he disappears
around the corner he returns proclaiming that it is his b*****r that
he hadn't seen in years then disappears again to let him in. I feel a
bit of a chill roll down my spine as I hear the door open & them
talking loudly. I stand up as Ken walks around the corner with... Continue»
Finally the day came for my return visit to the Dr that made me look pregnant & I can't wait. I decide to wear more seductive undergarments this time to maybe get my cute Dr a little more worked up. I wear a matching red & black lace lingerie set with the same shade of red lipstick. I put on a little black dress & some red heels before heading out with an empty bottle in my purse in anticipation for his excessive load. I get to the Dr office & check in like I did before & begin the long wait till I'm finally called back. The nurse does some quick standard checks then leaves me to wait for the ... Continue»
The 3rd and last part of the Perfect woman, plus story... Hope you enjoy it!
When I got home from my second steamy assignation with Amber, the sultry blonde she-male “girl of my dreams,” I found out I’d won ten million dollars in a magazine contest! Of course, I didn’t believe it at first, but when I phoned the company to confirm, they said I was indeed the Grand Prize winner!
My first thought was to call Amber and let her know my good fortune. I called the number she’d given me, but I got an answering machine. Then I remembered that she’d told me to say my name and she’d pick up. She ... Continue»
Once again, this is not a story written by me! It was stored in my computer for ages and decided to share it with you. Hope you like it!
One hot summer day, my friend Sam and I were scoping out the babes at our local beach, as usual. I saw this really hot, busty blonde a few towels down giving me the eye.
"Hey, check her out!" I said to Sam. He peeked up from beneath his Ray Bans and shook his head.
"Forget that one," he said. "She's not your type."
"What do you mean?" I said. This girl would be anybody's type—even blind men!
"Just take my word... Continue»
This is the 1st part of a 3 parts story. It is not mine but I hope you like it...
The week my girlfriend Monica broke up with me, I had to fly to New York City for a convention. I must admit, my mind wasn’t on business, and the first chance I got, I went to the hotel bar to drown my sorrows. The bar was fairly empty, which was O.K. with me, since I wasn’t really in the mood for conversation anyway. I was half-way through my first pint of Guinness when the cocktail waitress brought me another glass.
“Hey,” I objected. “I didn’t order this!”
“Relax,” the pretty brunette said. “It’s fro... Continue»
This is the 2nd part of a 3 parts story....
I arrived home in Los Angeles after my steamy, scorching encounter with a magnificently sexy “shemale” woman named Amber, and found my ex-girlfriend Monica weeping on my doorstep! It turned out the “perfect, buff guy” she’d dumped me for was a d**g-addicted, abusive, macho jerk, which is what I’d thought from the beginning! I was exhausted from the long flight and not really emotionally read to deal with a sobbing girl on my stoop, but what could I do? I let her in and we drank hot tea and talked for a long time. I didn’t make any overtures, bu... Continue»
Please note that this story is not written by me! It was stored in my computer for a long time now and decided to share it with you. The author's name as well as the site I found the story are not known...
My introduction into the sultry, steamy world of shemales came (and I mean came!) at 35,000 feet, on a plane flight to the Northwest.
I had been working myself to the bone, staying until ten or eleven at night, coming back in at six o'clock in the morning, and I guess the stress was visible. My boss, Terry, a very pretty, sexy lady (who I later found out was a hot-bod t... Continue»
Amsterdam, April and May is cold and wet.
Back when I was there in 1976, there was no way I was going to let the weather dampen my spirits. It was my second visit to this great city so I considered myself a seasoned veteran who was eager to experience all that it had to offer.
On my first visit, I discovered the red light district. Canal Street with its rows of shops and bay windows. In each window sat a scantily-clad lady selling her sexual wares. I found numerous porno shops with their plethora of novelties that I never know existed. I frequented some of the night clubs whi... Continue»
I started crossdressing at quite an early age, 'borrowing' items of my mum's underwear and furtively dressing in them when she was at work. As I was an only c***d, and mum and dad had separated, I had quite a lot of time to indulge my little hobby! I used to love wearing her tights, the sexy feel of them encasing my legs and cock, and the way they made me feel so girly when I admired my reflection in the long mirror in our hallway. I would also wear her big full-cut knickers and doreen bra, and complete this with a lace slip and a pair of strappy heels or mule slippers that I could fit into th... Continue»
As anybody knows,people in the medical field have seen enough that nothing phases them. So I decide one day when I am going in for a physical to go as Raven just for the hell of it. I get there & sign Raven with my real name in parentheses. I sit & wait for my name to be called hoping not to hear my real name be called. As usual I sit waiting for about 45 minutes before the door opens & to my glee, Raven is called. I fallow the nurse back & she does a basic checkup of my vitals & size before telling me the Dr will be in shortly. After a while there is a knock then the Dr enters with a smile. I... Continue»
The satin rug moved ever so slowly exposing my shivering smooth skin as I groggily opened my eyes. It was 7 AM and my master was already up and was uncovering my nudity on a pink silky bed in which we slept the previous night. The chill in the room and the smooth silky slithering feeling of the satin rug, turned on every nerve ending on my body and my sl**py eyes were opening just enough to sense the nakedness and sensuality of my master's well chiseled body and his morning wood glistening and bathing in the sunlight, peeping through the curtains of the room.
The satin rug had just cleared ... Continue»
Our last day in Greece, in a taxi on the way from the ferry to the
hotel we'd be staying in before our flight. (Never, never, never,
trust the Greek ferry schedule to get you to Athens in time for an
international flight, always go the day before!) My daughter sitting
next to me, my wife next to her, my mother-in-law and the Greek taxi
driver in the front seat.
We stopped at a traffic light and I looked over. In bright blue and
white neon, the sign in English said, "Cabaret" and then on the second
line, "Athens Queens". My mind wandered. Could it be a drag club?
With a name like t... Continue»
Christopher Reilly woke up early that morning and quickly showered
and dressed in his school uniform. He was a freshman at St. Mark's
Academy for Boys, and although his studies were progressing nicely, he was
still homesick. It was November and he had been away from home for over
two months. He had always been an excellent student in grammer school and
from his earliest years had been something of a teacher's pet to the nuns
at St. Stephan's. Boarding school was a new experience, however; he
missed his mom and s****rs and, although he never would ha... Continue»
I’ve always enjoyed getting dolled up like a sexy girl ever since I hit puberty. Doing my hair, wearing frilly panties, skirts, painting my nails and doing my makeup. But being a boy that isn’t viewed as proper behavior. Which is why I’ve always had to dress in private. But luckily with the power of the Internet I’m able to express my inner girl. I run a blog where I post dirty pics of myself dressed up, erotic stories of young crossdressers being used by older men, captioning dirty pictures and I do webcam shows just about every night. I even get tipped for my webcam shows and can use the mo... Continue»
A few days passed since my heavenly Halloween night with the wondrous morning after & I was so excited at the possibility of meeting up with the stud that took me like a woman again. Since I knew Halloween wasn't for another year I invested in a new outfit so to meet him in. I returned to the bar one week afterwards but he never showed, though several men hit on me I never entertained them at all. The bartender wasn't the same so I never asked if they knew my hunk or not. Disappointed I went home but was motivated to keep trying. Realizing I only had one new outfit I went shopping the ne... Continue»
I recently met up with someone to be a sissy slut for them and wanted to share what happened on my first meet. This is the genuine true story. I use the username indoblu on websites, but my sissy name is Holly so I'll refer to myself from now on as such. I'll mention my history as a sissy before talking about the meet up, skip the first few paragraphs to get to that bit.
I have always known I love girls clothes, lingerie, miniskirts, colourful sheer blouses , anything satin or lace, since a very young age. When I was 18, I finally had a credit card, and bought my own lingerie. I bought clot... Continue»
If anyone has read my story about my c***dhood, when I was 12-13 years old and I liked to wear my mother’s stockings and heels, will understand that I always had a feminine soul. But as I wrote in that story, at that age there are not yet social life, moral, f****y, friends to influence you and for me it was perfectly normal ... then growing up, f****y, friends, school, civil life affect you and make you forget your true nature. After the c***dhood I lived as nice “normal” and straight boy; cute, loved by girls, beautiful body, let’s say a “normal” sexual life.
I was anyway found of shemales,... Continue»
Hello to all of you that read my first true story about outdoor sex. This is another account of a meeting I had in the middle of a city near a river.
It was late one summers evening when I met up with this sexy young Portugese stud I had been messaging on a gay dogging site.
I had been chatting to Fillipe for a couple of hours, and we were both getting hornier and hornier with each new message that we sent. It was me that asked if he would like to meet that night, and he of course said yes. There are a few cruising areas near around the closest city to me and we arranged to meet at one... Continue»
“This one right here” Bob said. “This little sissy is perfect!” Bob and his two friends had spent the last few weeks scouring Craigslist personal ads for a small transvestite that they could take advantage of. “I’ll email the cunt with a pic of my nine inch cock – see if she bites!” Bob said. Sure enough a day later, the TV named Debi contacted Bob with pictures of “her” own. Bob shared the pics with his friends. “Look!” Bob said, “The cunt could pass easily, and the sissy even has little sissy boobs! Oh, this is gonna be fun! ” They all agreed that Debi was to be the one.
Debi had said in... Continue»