I appraised my disheveled appearance in the bathroom mirror. My skirt and cheer top were a cum-stained mess and the cum all over my face and neck had dried to a crusty layer. I had no idea how to care for the wig on my head that was also matted with cum, but I had a feeling I was about to learn. I still had no recollection of well over an hour’s worth of my time that night, so I was hopeful that Katie’s videos might shed...

It was around nine on Saturday morning that Spring day when Tyler's sister Kara called him to the sewing room. Yes, you read it correctly, it said sewing room. Kara along with her mom were gifted tailors and the contents of the room reflected it. They turned their skills into a very lucrative side job. "What ya want?" her brother asked in a slightly perturbed tone as he entered the room. Kara tossed him a pleated mini ski...

Fear, it always seemed to be a part of his life. Fear was the feeling coursing through Tyler Croft at this moment as he entered the hotel and headed to the small bar just off the lobby. The initial excitement he had felt upon his arrival had faded and the fear returned.  He felt eyes on the movement of his butt under his leather miniskirt he entered the bar and located an unoccupied booth. The seat and back cushions were...

Ken was sent home in plenty of time so Vanessa could become Van again. Van thought about the morning events as he stepped in the shower to remove his makeup and continued thinking when he returned to his room and carefully hid Vanessa's clothing and makeup. This long and laborious process was necessary as discovery by his parents would be disastrous for him. Still wrapped in a towel he then collected all of Vanessa's seme...

Ken felt himself being shaken and heard a voice urging him to wake up. When he opened his eyes he didn't know where he was for a second until he turned his head and saw Vanessa next to him. "Hey babe, you've got to get up and moving. It's getting late and my parents will be home," she said softly. Ken was out of bed like a shot and quickly redressed. He must have been so deeply asleep that he was unaware of Vanessa leavin...

“Shopping, what for and what do you mean by, playing in public?” “Do you have any sex toys?” she asked, moving very close to me so our noses almost touched. “Well no, I don’t.” “Ha, that doesn’t surprise me. You ought to have some, what do you masturbate with?” “My fingers,” I answered awkwardly. We remained nose to nose, her eyes staring into mine. She moved her hand up under my dress and started lightly scratching my cl...

Now his duo identity was not an easy thing to maintain. His lingerie was washed in the half-bath sink in the wee hours of the morning. He then had to creep downstairs to the basement and hang them in the fort. The wig and makeup were also kept in the back of the fort hidden in an old suitcase with a working lock that he found in the second-hand store. All this secrecy was necessary because young men did not want to dress...

It was 10 P.M. on a warm Friday evening when I returned to the house that Becca and I shared.“Hi, sweetie,” Becca said, as I opened the front door and stepped into the house. “How did your day go?”“Pretty good,” I replied, as I set two large brown bags down on the floor. “Work was uneventful for the most part, and, for my line of work, uneventful is always a good thing.”“Good to hear,” she replied. “That means I can make...

It was a sunny Saturday morning when Becca woke me up.“Good morning, baby,” Becca told me, as I slowly opened my eyes.  “Time to rise and shine.”“What's going on?” I asked her.“I can't tell you yet,” she replied, as she pulled the blanket off my naked body.  “But you got to get out of bed.  I have big plans for us today.”“Where are we going?” I wondered.“It's a surprise,” Becca answered.  “Now come on.  It's time to get d...

Sunlight poured through my windows and into my bedroom as I woke up on a typical Saturday morning. I pulled the blanket off my naked body and removed Becca's blue spankies from my crotch as I climbed out of my bed. The briefs were still covered in my cum from the previous night. I tossed the damp panties aside and walked over to my desk. I sat down in the chair, grabbed my laptop, and turned the computer on. I opened my e...

I was reading the comics section of the newspaper when my stepdaughter, Sara Vorrez, walked into the kitchen. Sara was wearing her high school cheerleader uniform, and it was impossible for me to look away. Sara turned 18 years old last month, and her body emphasized her age and her current status: barely legal. Three weeks ago, I legally married Sara's mother, Kelly, and I moved into the house that she and her daughter s...