It was Christmas time but still warm in Los Angeles.  I was living in West LA and heard about a club called Club Sex Addict in the valley, a haven for crossdressers.  I had a fairly extensive warddrobe that I bought in a Culver City lingerie shop.  I just bit the bullet and went there and told the girl who worked there that I was a CD and she would help my pick out sexy slutty stuff to wear. I'm middle aged but have been...

“There they go,“ I muttered to no one in particular, “baggy fucking t-shirts, formless trackies and bloody horrible dirty trainers. It’s disgusting.” I could almost cry. The school run and its procession of drab figures slouch pass my ground floor window twice a day, each time it's like a stab to the heart. The little ones are running and laughing, playing tag, shouting to unseen friends or generally enthralled at another...

My wife, Lynn and I had gotten married when we were only eighteen years old. And it wasn't long until we were taking nude photos and soon after that had gotten into MFM threesomes and wife swapping. Lynn had come up very conservative and had dressed that way. But once she saw how sexy she looked in the photos we'd taken, she had started to order sexy outfits like garter belts and stockings, sheer lingerie, and other sexy...

  Tuesday, The Final Day The sound of the headboard in the opposite bedroom banging rhythmically against the wall awakened me shortly after daybreak on the Tuesday morning. My first thought was that this was the last day of Tina and Jim's visit with us, and therefor my last opportunity to screw my voluptuous little blonde bed-partner, who was sleeping peacefully with her head on my chest. I automatically reached down for...

Part 3 - Sister's Dilemma  It was early evening and David Cashmore lay on his back on his mother’s queen-sized bed. His mother, still fully clothed, straddled his naked body.  She was performing fellatio on her son, slowly sliding her tongue along his shaft and then lapping at his pink glans, sucking the drops of pre-seminal fluid as they seeped from the eye of his cock. She was in no hurry to bring her son to orgasm and...

Part 2 - The Massage  Michele hardly spoke to her son for the next three weeks.  She was ashamed and confused by what she had done and blamed David for it to a large extent.  As far as she was concerned he had cajoled her into masturbating him.   “God! What about if he brags about it at school!!!” she said to herself, worried almost sick. But she couldn’t control her desires or her fantasies.  She masturbated with her vib...

Part One - Michael and Michele  Michele Cashmore had raced home from work early to tell her son the good news.  She had not only been promoted; she was going to get a huge pay raise.  She raced inside their small two-story cottage and quickly climbed the stairs, her high-heels clattering on the wooden treads.  She snatched at the doorknob and flung open the door to her son’s bedroom. “David! Guess what? I got a pro…………..”...

Chapter Six – The White Cliffs of Dover Danielle awoke and was initially unaware of where she was and why she was here.  Then she recalled that she was in Katerina’s flat on Munchener Strasse and the awful events that had predicated her arrival here.  Tears filled her eyes as she recalled how Steven had sacrificed himself so that she and Katerina could escape. She rolled over looking for comfort but Katerina was gone; her...

07:50 With another series of lurching rattles, my train crossed the bridge and entered the station. As it did so, I caught a few fleeting glimpses of the river buses and the London Eye. A particularly violent lurch over the points sent a delightful spasm through my already tender pussy. The seething mass that was my fellow passengers swept me toward the exit door and then out onto the platform before depositing me like je...

We met at a little cottage on the Italian side of the Zermatt Mountains on the slope down to Cervinia. The cottage was rather full so there were only a couple of free seats at the table as I sat at enjoying my Glüwein. She asked politely if she could sit down at the table, and I agreed readily. She took off her helmet and shook her head to release her blond locks and then opened her jacket to reveal a nice pair of breasts...

Chapter Five – Subtleties and Nuances Steven awoke first to find Danielle snuggled up to him; she still wore her stockings and he couldn’t resist running his hands over her legs, rubbing her negligee against her stocking-clad thigh. Danielle stirred and he moved his hand to her groin and caressed her morning erection, feeling the girth of her through the nylon slip and satin panties.  His whole attitude towards Danielle h...

Chapter Four – Over The Wire “How did you get this Intelligence.  You were in his bedroom?  He fucked you didn’t he?” once again Steven could not control his petulance.  Danielle had been summoned to present the intelligence she had gained at the Oberst's house during the dinner the previous night. Wing Commander Smyth-Waddington had been angry with her for taking the interlude with Oberst Wessel.  He was not naïve; he kn...

Chapter Three – Oberst Kurt Wessel  “For god's sake will you two at least pretend that you like each other,” Benny was exasperated. Danielle and Steven both had their roles down pat and had mastered all of the scenes, especially the scenes where they argued or fought, but their love scenes were awful.  They held each other apart and pecked each other chastely. “I’ve told you that I’ll fire you and put in the understudies...

Chapter Two – Two For One “I’m not kissing a man and that’s that!” Danielle said indignantly.   Although Danielle had succumbed to the charms of Mary Mayne, she felt that kissing a man was different.  Mary presented as a gorgeous sexy femme fatale, but Flight Lieutenant Steven Boyd was a stuck-up arsehole of a man. Danielle hated her leading man and Steven despised her back.  He wasn’t really that good an actor but Wing C...