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Aunt Susie's Training Part 4
My Aunt Susie grabbed my hand as I stood in my towel and made me sit down at her 💄 makeup table. I basically had no facial hair so the foundation was applied all over very easily. Next she started doing my eyes with a purple mauve shade of eyeshadow. She put on eyeliner and then mascara, then blus... Read full Story
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Hot Part 1
I should have realized something was going on when it first started. I was her stepfather and Angela was about 16 years old the first time she started to hug around on me. This went on for several years until she became of age. After her 18th birthday, she started wanting me to kiss her on the lips.... Read full Story
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She's Not Hazel Part 2
I could not get out of my mind the sight of fucking Maria and she turns out to be a she-male. I was surprised that it didn't matter, I loved her perfect ass and the way my dick felt in it. The sight of her jacking herself off and then cumming on her stomach is etched in my mind and I can't wait to s... Read full Story
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Becoming Amy
I had been dressing up in women’s clothes since I was a kid. Started with my sister’s clothes, I loved her school uniform. I used to prance around in it when I was lucky enough to have the house to myself, which wasn’t often. I loved pretending I was a school girl, and a rather nau... Read full Story
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Becoming A She-Males Bitch Part 3
When my alarm went off, it woke me up abruptly and scared me. My heart was pounding so I took a minuet and got myself together. I went into the bathroom and removed my collar. I took a shower, shaved and applied my make-up. I grabbed a thong from my dresser; I picked out a pair of heels from my clos... Read full Story
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Baby Face Jack's Biggest Fight
The referee held his gloved hand high in the air. The crowd was hushed as the ring announcer spoke, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this World Featherweight Championship Boxing Match to unify the title, by technical knockout, and still undefeated; Baby-face Jack Mc Coy." The crowd scr... Read full Story
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Fantasies Fulfilled
I enjoy crossdressing and do so when ever I can. About the only time I dress as a man is to go to work. I have been doing this since I was eleven years old. I love to have sex with a man as if I was a woman and really think I should have been born a girl. I think like a girl and naturally act like a... Read full Story
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A Sissy Boy is Made
By any measuring stick Greg Martin was a wimp, and a very submissive wimp at that. His wife of 14 years, Jaclyn, had discovered this even before the two of them were married. Actually, Jaclyn wouldn't have taken a second look at Greg, as most women didn't, had it not been for his submissive nature. ... Read full Story
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Black Man's White Sissy
I started jerking off to ejaculation when I was around 18. Once I started doing it, it was all I thought about, 27/7 it seemed like. I collected fuck mags and porno tapes wherever I could find them, to use as visual aids. Just looking at those sexy nude women being loved up by their hot men made my ... Read full Story
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Fender Bender
It was the first week of June and school was out for the summer, I was 18 and had just finished my Senior year. One night while we were eating dinner, My Mom and Step dad informed me that they were going away for a week. When they got married they did not go on a honeymoon so they wanted to take one... Read full Story
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Francis Meets a Black Stud Part 4
After I got back to my camper, I packed a bowl and took a few quick hits. I then quickly straightened myself up. My dick was rock hard and I really needed release and desperately wanted to return to my man and worship his cock some more. I needed to cum so bad, but I did not want to until he said th... Read full Story
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Angel Chapter 8
When Angel Jones woke up on Friday morning, her long blonde hair was tousled across her pretty face and her ruffled teddy was twisted around her breasts. She brushed her hair back, adjusted the nightie and smiled at her need to do so. Although the long hair and frilly garment were sometimes nuisance... Read full Story
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Cara's First Time
Cara's First Time This little true story is about the first time I was with a man and a night that I will never forget. My name is Cara. Well that's my girly name, I'm a cross-dresser. I've loved dressing up in women's clothes since I was young when I used to dress up in... Read full Story
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Dressing and driving
A little about me, I'm married, and wife doesn't have a clue I like to dress up. I would love to have her know and accept it, but I don't think she would. I do cam and love to get instructions from people that are watching on cam. Am I a sub? I think I am. I like to drive dressed. When I take a driv... Read full Story
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A Win-Win
A Win-Win By Sabrina G. Langton *** Author's Note: Hi, just a quick, crazy story about a wife actively participating in her CrossDresser husbands sex life. Just a bit of fluff, hope YOU like it.) *** We were laying in bed, sex was done, my wife could now relax for the rest of the month ... Read full Story
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Whoring for freedom
It is four o'clock on a Friday afternoon and I have been driving for almost two hours on my way to a cabin in the middle of nowhere. According to the instructions my Mistress gave me, I still have about an hour to go. I have the air conditioner on because it is a very hot day and I have to make sure... Read full Story
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Angel Chapter 5
On Monday morning, Angel Jones woke up smiling and with a feeling of well-being. She was still feeling the effects of the great sex that she enjoyed Friday night and Saturday morning, and the plaudits of the people at the Friday dance at the Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgendered Association. She ... Read full Story
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Chapter 2 - Cuckold Cruise
If you read Chapter 1, you know how I’ve been a weak, submissive sissy my whole life. My tiny nub of a penis never fully developed has never been inside a woman. I was fortunate enough to find and marry a strong and beautiful woman who accepted my submissive nature but only learned the full scope ... Read full Story
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A Helping Hand
It was late on a Friday night when I heard my parents arguing. It always happened whenever they were getting ready to throw a big party. My mother played the role of party planner and handled all of the details, but between caterers, musicians, and the other help something always went haywire. My fa... Read full Story