Crossdressing Site Novels & Stories

I searched the internet for help on how to read myself of the curse. The truth found me. I was hungry…not for sex with a man but a specific fantasy that involved three men. I touched myself to videos that played my fantasy, let my mind get creative. It wasn’t until days ago that I found a place in my city. Turns out for a good price, you can live out your fantasies. And now, I was a free woman…ready to walk down the aisle without feeling like a horny wreck. “All done.” the stylist announced. I glanced at my reflection on the vanity mirror..

Nathan Cross The bass rattles through the floor of Vortex like a heartbeat that refuses to die. The walls are obsidian. The air? Money and heat. Desire and rot. It’s not a club. It’s a cathedral. My kingdom. My kill floor. Politicians, CEOs, celebrities, and the wives they cheat on parade through the doors like royalty. Mink, diamonds, high heels and hollow stares. Their mistresses blend right in—just different shades of plastic.

It'd be a wild ride, scoring cash while driving them wild with pleasure—now that sounds like a party worth crashing! Without wasting a second, I dove straight into my computer and scoured sites looking for gigs as a gigolo. I stumbled upon a website that caught my eye: elitesex.com. It promised a wild experience where both the gigolos and the women flaunt sexy masks during their escapades, keeping their identities under wraps. I mean, who wouldn't want to get it on anonymously, right? Apparently, even some high-profile government officials and celebs are in on the action!

"We're going to lose Janet to maternity leave, Reneé to her honeymoon, and possible pregnancy at some point. Lisa is trying to get pregnant and we were two to three weeks behind in our orders even without that. It was hard for anyone to take a vacation or time off. Just the beds should keep us busy enough we might even be able to get ahead a little. "We're hoping the cross promotion will help drive your business up as well. Almost all of the videos and photos we took of naked slaves featured one of your products. It's practically pornographic. As soon as the site is ready, I'll have Sean send you a link so you can take a look at it." "Thank you, dear. I appreciate it." She spoke to the man l

But she was already reading it out. 2Tall2Bottom: U into anonymous gloryholes? I host (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠) I peeked through my fingers. "Why are they all talking like GTA strip club NPCs?!" She was crying with laughter. "Mate, this is normal for hookup sites. Here see, this one straight up sent, Wyd with a dick pic attached. At least he's got humor. “Let me put my dick in dat booty." She snickered at the play of words of my username.

Willow said. Atticus nodded. “Our organization seeks to help prospective submissives explore the lifestyle in a safe, instructive atmosphere.” Willow pulled away from Atticus’s embrace and said, “You’re having an explicit, adults-only event where you perform actual sexual acts on women--” “Not just women,” the woman in the fetish outfit said. “We just haven’t had any boys show up yet.” “On people,” Willow continued, “at a mall during a big family holiday. What kind of turnout could you possibly expect?”

I pulled the dress open wider, letting my tits spill out fully. They felt heavy and full under the lights. I cupped them, lifted them a little, thumbs brushing my hard nipples. A small moan slipped out so real, not fake. I might be the next p**n superstar soon. I let the dress slide down my arms and pool at my feet. Now I stood in just my white panties, already damp between my legs. I turned slowly, showing my ass to the camera, then hooked my thumbs in the waistband. I bent forward a little as I slid them down, feeling the air kiss my wet pussy lips.

How professional is this crossdresser? Lastly, he takes out a concealer and daps some of it on that significant mole of mine under the tail of my left eyebrow. As he daps the concealer on my skin, he warns, “Never let Jamie Lee Peyton see this mole, or he’ll find out you’re Henrietta in an instance.” “Okay.” I nod at him, telling him that I am baring his words in mine. I don’t want him to find out about it either, everything can end there.