"Girl, you're smelling of hormones and lies..." Colin looked at me skeptically, as I kept making up excuses to explain why I took that long to come back. He didn't buy any single word of mine, not like I was really trying to convince him, actually. I could have said anything, my shining eyes couldn't help, but to reveal I was lying: his hungry kisses were still on my starving lips, just one taste of what was left of my mu...

  My name is Spencer. And I gotta say: I've been quite lucky. I've been quite lucky even when I died. My name is Spencer and I'm lucky because the day I died, was also the day I came to a new life.My name is Spencer and I am a transgender woman.I still remember when in my previous life, I came out to my family: it was on a Saturday when my parents came back home from work and they found all my things packed. As much as I...

My personal sexual revolution had started a few months earlier when I decided to pop my cherry by visiting an escort. I’m not traditionally social, so it made sense at the time. I had had sex with three escorts so far, with the last one being a bit of a disaster. Due to my humiliating experience with the caramel Nicky, I had sort of gone into sexual hiding. Of course, I still had my daily wank or two. Sometimes these incl...

Ever since my first sexual experience, I’ve known that I wanted to be a white cock only slut, and that’s what I am. That might seem like a strange thing for someone to say without explanation, so let me explain. First of all, I’m black. But maybe that isn’t surprising. What may surprise you is that I was born male. The truth is, I wasn’t even aware of my true sexual desires until I was eighteen and in my senior year of hi...

I’ve never been attracted to ladyboys, but since going on sex vacations, I’ve told myself that I shouldn’t indiscriminately avoid all contact with them. If I met one somewhere and felt an attraction to or a connection with her, I should take the physical contact as far as I could stand. Besides, it’s likely the revulsion is a product of society instead of any sort of ingrained taste, and as I’ve matured and advanced my ow...

I didn't mind the cold as we left the theatre that frigid January night, not even the little icicle fingers tearing through my shawl, my evening gown, and my bra to numb my breasts and harden my nipples. We had just been to a superb performance of an amazing opera, and I was still in my own special seventh heaven. "The car's this way," growled the little man beside me. He was Wilbur Mason, a multi-billionaire and my husba...

Ava and I both woke at six in the morning then had a few cups of coffee as we talked about what could happen tonight at the "Freaky Friday" party.  She then told me a secret that surprised me but said not to let anyone know, including Barb. Before leaving to go back to my room, we told each other how utterly amazed we were about what happened between us last night. As we kissed goodbye she said, "Tonight at our party, I'm...

It was about four-thirty in the morning when I felt Linda’s hand caressing my ass as she kissed the back of my neck and my cock reacted to the erotic stimulation. It was a slow and enjoyable way to wake-up on a day that would be full of sexual depravity for all of us. When she draped her other arm over my chest from behind, I held her hand for a few minutes and then moved it to one of my nipples which she began to squeeze...

Chapter Sixteen – Barrack Room BettysThe voyage back to Portsmouth was via Fremantle Western Australia, Colombo Sri Lanka, with a final fuelling stop at Gibraltar. It was uneventful until the last night at sea. Barrack Room Bettys had been filled to capacity every night as the ports on the return voyage were not particularly conducive to the sort of carousing that the sailors liked to get up to.The girls of BRB literally...

The eternal love poem - from a wild man and his trans wife. All persons are over 16. This is fictional but the events are inspired by the stories but not connected to them.   From him   I love it when you danceNipples erect and puckered to meet meOn your golden tanned chestThe outline of your ribbs when you lean forwardsYour Nipples meet my mouth one at a timeYou're wearing my boxers againYour cock is curved inside themI...

It’s hard to believe that I, Kevin Peterson, get to have Jessica Graceson to share a dorm room with. I know what you're thinking, why on Earth would any college allow a guy and a girl share a dorm room? Well, Jessica isn’t an ordinary girl, she’s spectacular. She’s amazing! She’s my best friend. She’s the world to me. Just looking at her unpacking her clothes releases butterflies in my stomach. How did I get so lucky?I re...

As I made my way back to my place the feeling of guilt was enormous. Not because I cheated, but because I was with someone who had a cock. I kept thinking to myself, does this mean I’m gay? I hurried down the stairs, entered my apartment and quickly entered my bedroom not saying a word to anyone. I was having a minor panic attack thinking to myself, 'what the fuck did I do, how could I have done that?' I was reliving the...