Transvestite - Page 18

The forgotten room I had only been on the job for a few months at the massive long-term care facility on the outskirts of one of the largest cities in America. I didn’t really like the job, but for someone out on parole it was steady income that kept the man off my ass (so to speak)

Hey everyone this is the same true story I wrote a few years back on a previous account (BisexualCockWhore) but in much greater detail for all you viewers ;) If you want to read the shorter version I wrote on a previous account go to the link below:

Brian sat impatiently on the park bench, fidgeting in anticipation and excitement. He quickly checked his phone for the time yet again, seeing it was just after 1AM. It was the perfect time for meeting a customer

Hi this is Lisa I am a shemale . Now I am going to tell you how it happened . I was the only son of my mom . she was divorced . She loved me a lot . I am little shy so I do not have any friends

I wear a skirt, thinking you were joking about my balls, you walk up behind me and ask "hey, does this taste like chloroform?" as you rub it against my mouth, I suck it in and fall unconscious. when i wake up i see you standing over me with a strap on

When I was 15 years old, I started thinking about sex a little differently. I enjoyed the sex appeal of women so much that I found myself wanting to be a girl more than I wanted to be a boy. It's amazing the power a girl has over a man during sex. I wanted that power

I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having sex with an audience

Why must people change? For better, for worse, for worse still--that’s the way it always is; the depth of distress aroused in me by this fact is interminable

The Halloween Parade Transformation by rutger 5 (An original story 2011) It all started over a bet but it ended very surprisingly and totally changed my life. I was a sophomore attending NYU in the heart of New York City when this occurred

When the police busted through the door in the porn booth, I naturally jumped up. But my skirt was still up around my waist. The one cop said, “This whore is a dude.” As they pushed me against the wall, I said, “ What did I do wrong?” “You’re being arrested for prostitution

Music blaring. Windows down. Wind through my hair. What a great day! Heading down the freeway, I’m on my way through Texas. I’m finally heading home from a long “business” trip. Too long. And when I say business trip, I mean something that’s nobody’s business

Sara I’ve been having a blast since I came home back to my beautiful children. They make me so happy, and I love making them happy. It’s been a month now since I’ve moved in, Kyle seems happier than ever before

It began as just another night at the local bar. Being very shy and introverted as I was, I sat at the bar near the end by myself as usual. I came here knowing that it was occasionally frequented by gay men

Its night, the full moons out and I'm walking home through the woods wearing my long red hoody, and have skin tight black rubber arm gloves, thigh high black rubber spiked heels, black rubber thong, black rubber bra, slave collar, and some sexy make up under it and my backpack on my shoulder

I felt him reach an end

Wow. I stopped writing a moment and looked back. I’ve written well over twenty pages already and I still haven’t even gotten to the part where I get fucked. It’s just that I remember that day so vividly in my mind

Living in the projects of Chicago is exactly how it sounds. A nightmare. To make matters worse, my mom’s usually fucked up on whatever drug she can find half the time, doing some unsavory things in order to maintain her fix

I placed an ad that said passable CD slut looking for a big banana and got a few responses. Glenns message stuck out so we exchanged emails for a few hours and decided to meet at Steamworks. Steamworks is a gay bathhouse. He got there first and messaged me his room number

She took great delight in reminding me of some of the male lovers we had shared at the same time a few years ago

Matt had just about enough. He almost failed his Civics test almost got detention and now the school bully was messing with him for the 5th time this week. When stuff like this happened Matt hated himself. He was barely 5'6" in his junior year of ighschool