Crossdressing Site Novels & Stories

On the weekends, she could easily read ten or more. That might be bad enough, but she had even created a profile on one of the fetish sites listed in the acknowledgements of her favorite author. Of course, she had not been so stupid as to post recognizable pictures of herself. She had merely cropped some to highlight her best features, her long legs in the mini-skirt that her friends had convinced her to wear for her one clubbing excursion with them after the breakup and another of the swell of her D-cup breasts spilling out of her favorite jumper as she leaned over to speak with someone. She had gotten dozens of private messages and friends' requests, but most had been so blatantly offensiv

The car was speeding at its limit toward the place of the upcoming murder. I was beside myself with rage at my own brother and was planning to thoroughly rearrange his teeth. Bastard! My conversation with Misha kept ringing in my ears. “Nazar’s website isn’t exactly a dating site,” Misha began. “It’s an escort site for men, where any lady can choose a man she likes for—you know what.” At that moment I was shocked yet again. But after taking a deep breath, I ordered him to continue.

“This is…” “Arousing.” She completes the word for me and lurches to my side, to the place I am staring at a woman whose cunt is full display on the camera. “People have these kinks they'd love to learn or to try.” She begins and I give her my full attention. “I was able to learn that from a few of my friends who wanted to explore that types of sex shits others don’t acknowledge, I came up with the idea of…creating a website and making it available for those that want to explore those kinda kinks. Like tying a woman to a bed with ropes or handcuffs, swatting a woman’s ass cheeks, cunt, pulling her upside down to fuck her, ways to scissor, ways to make your partner bleed and shits like that…”

I had arrived at The Dungeon of Desires, a clandestine BDSM club hidden away in the heart of the city, where only the most depraved and perverse souls dared to tread. As I adjusted my black mask, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation coursing through my veins. The dim lighting cast an eerie glow across the room, revealing various stations of depravity: whipping posts, spanking benches, and an array of torture devices that would make even the most hardened masochist shudder.

“Uhhhhhh, no. No, you didn’t.” “Oh, well… Guess what.” Her smile is just a bit too big. “Come on, we never do anything outside the house. It will be different and fun.” She steps closer to me. “And I will make it worth it all when we get home….,” she purrs into my ear. Damn, this girl was entirely too good at wielding the art of seduction. I stepped back and took another look at the dress. It would come down to about my calves. What the hell, I’ve done the cross-dressing thing for Halloween. What’s the difference? It’s not like anyone that I know will be there. “You are going to owe me some serious kink for this one.”

So that night, after his mom went to bed and the house was quiet, Ethan lay on his bed with his phone in his hand and did the only thing he could think of. He went on G****e and searched “gay p**n.” A bunch of links popped up immediately. His face heated up as he scrolled past the thumbnails, heart beating faster than it should. He clicked on one that looked the least intimidating , just two guys in a bedroom setting. The video started playing right away. It featured two men. One was a tall, muscular guy with broad shoulders and defined abs, clearly the more dominant one. The other was smaller, leaner, with a twinkish build—smooth skin, slim waist, and an eager expression. They were both com

Chapter 13 - A new character, Stranger/Pervert. I rub my throat from how much it aches. Before sliding my fingers gently towards the sleeve of my dress which I pull down. I do the same for the other sleeve until it's down as well before proceeding to undress while thinking of how rough he handled my throat. To further set the scene, I grab my phone and go to a porn site for one that mimics what I just shared and I found the perfect one, so with my left hand I grip my phone while the fingers of my right hand start to play with myself.

I was dressed in a way I had never been dressed in my life. The cloth that fell around me was heavy and beautiful, a deep gold with threads that caught the light and held it, flowing from my shoulders to the floor in long, perfect folds. My throat, wrists, and fingers were covered in diamonds – not just a few small ones. I mean the kind of jewels that look like they weren't made by human hands, clear and cold and shining with their own light. My hair was arranged with a neatness and care that I could feel even in the dream, pinned and styled in a way that made the back of my neck feel both bare and grand at the same time.

She wanted to scream. She stood to prepare to leave at the next stop and made her way to the door. She passed two young women staring at their cell phones and froze. There was the image of Andre, water pouring off his naked body. She missed her stop and jolted to ring the bell for the next. "What site was that on?" she asked them, and they stared at her with knowing grins. "It's all over the Internet now!" one gushed. "This one is Reddit in the NSFW subreddit for big cocks!" the other whispered, and they burst into giggles.

Turned into nothing but a set of three sloppy fuckholes for superior cocks and cunts. That’s why I signed up for the private studio. The website was hidden deep on the dark web, invitation-only for the most depraved. “Ultimate Flesh Factory – No Limits, No Safewords, Pure Corruption.” They filmed the filthiest scenes imaginable for an exclusive audience of billionaires who jerked off to real taboo destruction. I filled out the form with shaking fingers, listing every disgusting fantasy I had: incest roleplay, breeding, bukkake, choking, slapping, piss play, anal gaping, fisting, cum inflation. I ticked every box. When they replied confirming my slot for a six-person gangbang, I nearly came o