Crossdress Storys Novels & Stories

I wanted to see if I could make these two powerful men break under the weight of my own seduction. I pulled the dress from the back of the closet, a garment I had bought months ago but never had the heart to wear while Manuel was fading. It was a liquid fire red, covered in thousands of tiny, shimmering sequins that caught the light with every breath I took. The neckline plunged dangerously low, but the real statement was the back, it was entirely open down to the very top of my tailbone, held together by nothing but the grace of the silk. The slit on the right side spiraled up to my mid thigh, flashing pale skin with every step I took.

Alexa and CeeCee both sigh before giving in. Alexa "okay, we will go." Me "Good, do any of you have a dress I could borrow for tonight." CeeCee "I have tons of dresses you can borrow." Me: "You have a lot of slutty dresses I can borrow." Alexa "I can give you a dress to wear." CeeCee "Hell no, this is a bachorlette party, Lexa you will have her walking in there looking like a nun who never had dick before."

Sadly, he agreed. He had to make sure Mia was safe. If this Xavier had taken her on the island, then he had to make sure she was okay. Perry had met him at a boutique in DC. Jax had to hand it to him, he’d done his research and found an expensive place that made designer clothing for closet millionaire crossdressers. There’d been rumors in college that Perry liked to dress up as a woman. Someone claimed that they walked in on Perry dancing to Brittany Spears and wearing pink panties. No one had confirmed it. And no one really wanted to. Some things were better left behind closed doors.

“Oh sweetie, it’s all just one big fucked up mess to you, right? Don’t worry, I’m not trapped anywhere. It’s just ‘Fake Drug’ used to be some serious gender-benders themselves. Have you heard their lyrics? And the front man used to perform in dresses sometimes when they were younger, and he was smoking h-o-t in them. Rest assured, I won’t be the only cross-dresser in the crowd.” I hum thoughtfully. “Not your typical hard rock band.” “Exactly, and I love that about them.” “Where did you get this dress?” He shrugs. “I bought it.” “It looks expensive.” “I have savings.” He rolls his eyes. “Oh, come on, don’t ruin the experience. I also bought the shoes.” He puts one foot on the seat, and I catc

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

I walk into the cool premises that’s scented with candles and incense, a very huge difference with the disgusting smell of sweat and heat outside. My short black dress that shouldn’t be seen on a pastor’s wife clinging to my body like a second skin and screaming nothing but sin. The thin mesh of the material is damp with sweat from the blazing heat outside outlining my full breasts and wide hips. I intentionally ignored wearing a bra and panties, I’m here for confessions and deliverance after all and what better way to do it than without underwear. As if being told someone is in the premises, two people suddenly appear from a hidden door behind the altar. Priests to be precise. People that h

She loved art, she was always dressed with floral dresses and her life philosophy was 'you only live once' although that hadn't been like that forever. When Gigi and Liz turned thirteen, they decided to try new styles until they find their own. They wore all black clothes for a week, then they tried vintage clothes and the following day they dressed as cheerleaders. Until by the end of the month, Liz stuck with her hippie phase and Gigi was a person who really cared about high fashion.

Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits (Clarabelle Summers & Dean Westminster) 5. In Bed With The Wrong Brother (Draven Summers & Hélène) 6. Sir, I Think The Chef is Cooking Naked (Maxon Summers) 7. Once Upon A Lap Dance (Ros Summers’ story) 8. Tempted by The Devil ( Reed & Liesl ) 9. Taming The Wild Artist ( Piers & Skylar ) 10. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 11. Resisting The Irresistible (Autumn Summers’ story)

It’s going to be something special. Enjoy your time. Victor Bianca looked at the gift again. It was the most beautiful dress she had ever seen, like from a fairytale. The fabric was so soft to the touch that it felt like touching a warm cream spread across the sky. She couldn’t resist putting it on any longer. And then she felt it - absolute perfection. The dress fit her as if she was born in it. Every touch of the material gave her the feeling of paradise, which reached all possible dimensions of her body. That softness was like a touch of heaven.

JANE'S POV “Hey Jane, can I come pick you up tonight? I ignored the message because I wasn't interested. Spicy was too extra and he made me laugh the entire time. He started telling me about how some guys tried to do him dirty because he was a crossdresser and how he fought all of them for self-defense. He demonstrated everything and I was laughing, forgetting that it wasn't a comedy show. He fixed the wig and when I added a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I was looking like a 24-year-old baddie. He started my make up and in no time we were done. I was taken to another room to pick out some selected outfits, and I fell in love with the first outfit I tried. I didn't take it off.