I’m not a girl.
My name is Eric Redman and I’m 100% a guy through and through, which is why you might be surprised to learn that no one knows that.
Have you ever seen those super androgynous people where you just can’t peg down what their true gender is? That’s me, and it’s been me my whole life. I’ve been mistaken for a girl so many times I can’t even keep count. Teachers, classmates, coworkers… one time a doctor even called me ‘she’ when I was getting some antibiotics even though my paperwork clearly said ‘male’.
My parents were horrified at my gender ambiguousness, so much so that they tried everything to ‘right’ it, including buzzed hair, baggy clothing and all the contact sports they could fit me in. They even had my hormone levels checked out, which all turned out to be in order.
When puberty finally came around handing out deep voices and muscles, it seemed to just pass me by. I grew for sure, but not much. I looked just as ambiguous as before. One thing it did gift me though was an insatiable sexual appetite that just wouldn’t leave me alone. There was hardly a day that passed by without at least one jerk-off session being performed. And the real kicker? I usually did it wearing my mom’s clothes.
You see, I had developed a real interest in cross-dressing during my teenage years, partly because I could pull it off so well, but also because it turned me on so much. I thought I was Trans for a time, but no. This was definitely not a wrong body thing as I liked being a guy. I just… liked being a guy who pretended to be a girl more.
My parents never knew. Seriously. They legitimately never found out that I would sneak into my mom’s drawers, put on her pantyhose and heels and masturbate like a madman.
At 19 I moved out and never looked back. Now when I say that, I really do mean I never looked back; I’m 21 now and haven’t spoken to my parents in over two years. Or my friends, or anyone else I ever knew.
I started a whole new life in which everything about me was a lie. And you know what? I fucking love it.
Category: eroticliterature
Take out sounds so good [M32F23] [rope bondage / choking / rough oral/ feet fetish / panty fetish]
While she was bringing my drink over to my table, I was able to notice her natural grace. For a tall curvy woman she was nimble and dexterous. The name tag said Jessica, a lovely redhead with freckles and fair skin, almost a translucent porcelain appearance to it. Her large bosom almost spilled out as she leaned over then table to set down my order. The low cut top providing a tremendous view of her cleavage, sure to aid in her tip accumulation. Her dumptruck of an ass must be great at accepting a tip as well, sitting upon thick thighs and long legs.
“Anything else you see that you like? We offer take away service as well, just so you know” she asked in a friendly and genuine manner.
“Well, I see plenty that I like, but for now this will be fine. Perhaps I can muster up an appetite to bring a little something sweet home with me tonight. Let me look over everything you have to offer while I enjoy my drink.” I replied with a devilish smirk.
Vanessa and her professor part 6 [20sF/30sM][con][anal][fiction][fantasy]
Vanessa woke up to the feeling of a warm hard chest against her back. Beau’s arm was thrown over her waist, his hand cupping her breast. His cock was semi-hard against her ass. She could tell by his breathing he was still asleep. Slowly, she slid out from under his arm, shivering in the cool air. Since all her clothes had been removed downstairs, and her thong had been torn and thrown into some far corner, Vanessa picked up one of Beau’s shirts that was draped over the back of a chair. She quietly made her way downstairs.
Unlocking her phone she saw a series of texts from Abby.
A-steph said you didn’t come home last night. Did you leave with your professor?
A-is everything okay?
A-vanessa, no one’s heard from you since 11 pm last night. If you don’t let me know you are alive in the next 10 minutes I’m going to panic.
V-im fine.
A-are you with….him?
V-i plead the 5th
A-you slut!! OMG wait until I tell steph. We need ALLLLLLL the deets. I mean you don’t have to be all kiss and tell, but outline and major plot points.
Vanessa and her professor part 5 [20sF/30sM][con][fiction][fantasy]
I had to make a new account. >_< but here’s the continuations of my Vanessa and her professor story.
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Vanessa was out on a double date. NOT with Beau. Her roommate Abby had been chatting up this guy all semester. He finally agreed to a date but Abby was shy and hated solo first dates. And since their other 2 roommates had boyfriends, Vanessa found herself as the chosen one. The semester ended in two weeks, not including finals week. Vanessa could think of quite a few things she’d rather be doing and yet here she was. Her mood was not improved by the fact that Beau had not strayed from their Monday/Wednesday arrangement during the holiday week. Even when she strongly emphasized she would be at her apartment, ALONE, on Monday as she left. She woke up in the middle of the night in a panic that he was married. She never saw a ring. No pictures in his office. No anecdotes or off hand mentions of a wife or family in class. She spent most of Tuesday scouring all social media to see if she’d missed anything. By Wednesday morning she’d convinced herself he was single. But she chatted about Thanksgiving on Wednesday and he mentioned going to have dinner with his mom, dad, and sister. This week had been the same Monday/Wednesday meetings and Vanessa was anxious.
After Happy Hour, Part 4 [BDSM] [Fdom] [kidnap] [torture] [real] [oc] [F40/F34/F36]
Jessica’s head was now clouded in a totally different way. As she stepped back and admired her work, she felt a high like she never had before. As Mistress Michelle praised her for a job well done, the oxytocin release going on in her brain seemed to be at an all-time high.
“Beautiful job slave,” Mistress Michelle said as she ran her hand over a particularly hard-hit area on the small of the bound girl’s back. “When tonight started, I had no idea how things would end up, but I am now starting to see things very clearly.”
Leah, still with her nose buried in her panties on the floor, had tears running down her cheek. She could hear the praise being given out above her, but knew better than to turn her head to look at what was going on with her own eyes.
“I am going to go to bed slave,” Mistress Michelle said to Jessica as she pulled the length of rope through the bolts, freeing Leah. “If you think that this slut has learned her lesson, you can both do the same, but you’re free to use anything down here to continue if you’d like to continue.”
Coach Gets the Best Out of His Athlete [M42F20] [dubcon] [noncon] [degradation]
I sat in my office, behind my desk. My leg was bouncing up and down, my hard cock had already slunk down my gym shorts, hugging my thigh. It was strained, straining. I needed release. It was my own fault, really. Dancing around the idea of blackmail, coercing a college student into sex, fucking one of my athletes on my desk. Nothing, I mean, nothing got me off more…
I adjusted my opinion. It wasn’t my fault. It was her fault. She was a goddamn idiot. Useless on the court. She couldn’t serve for shit and she never communicated. I mean, she never fucking communicated. I shook my head just thinking about how shit of a volleyball player she was. I knew she must have been hot in high school, anchor of the team, now she was here, big fish in a little pond. She was my problem. Well…
I smiled. The problem for her was that she was here on a scholarship. I kick her, that’s gone, then she’s out for real. Packing her bags back to mom and dad somewhere. The college had handed her to me on a silver platter, all I had to do was have the balls to take her. My balls were aching already.
Getting Laid Off Isn’t Always So Bad [M32/F33] [First-Time] [Coworkers] [Office]
I was excited.
It was Friday in the office. The week was over. But that wasn’t why I was excited.
An email ticks in. Our division was shutting down. I had no more job. But that wasn’t why I was excited, either.
It was Tara. Tara was the reason I was happy to hear the news of the company finally closing us down. Now, let me explain.
Tara was the cute girl at work. She started when I started a decade ago when we were fresh out of college. Maybe it was that particular fact that made us great friends from the start, but we connected. We were through everything together. You never realize spending 40 hours a week with someone builds you into best friends, but that was us. Now, Tara and I weren’t really attracted to each other from the start. We were just out of college. Our first corporate job. We weren’t really focused on romance at the time. That said, I thought she was pretty, and she thought I was handsome.
2 guys bang an Indian bombshell [M25/M26/F mid 30s][threesome]
It was warm Monday night outside in Beverly Hills. But inside my hotel suite it was scorching hot. My buddy Jin and I had our cocks fully inserted into this person we met earlier this evening. Priya was a dark haired sexy Indian lady. At about 5’6, long hair down to her lower back with a perky 36D chest and a tight little booty.
Here’s how we got into this position. Jin who was managing at this hotel called me up and told me about this huge American group in town this week for an event. He said during check in there was so many woman who checked in without wedding rings and were staying in a room by themselves. He quickly comped me a room and told me to get my ass down there asap.
At first I told him no because I was actually on a date when he called. However, as fate would have it my date turned out to be boring me to sleep at dinner. She was a nice lady and all but there was no chemistry. After dinner I drove her home and not wanting my night to go to waste I dialed Jin back. Fortunately, he had not just a room but a very nice luxury suite available.
A Brief Interlude (Pt 3 of 9) (F27/F29) (Lactation, Shibari, Waxplay)
Start at Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wh15pr/a_brief_interlude_pt_1_of_9_f27f29_lactation/).
The bathroom was sleek and modern, which made sense given that the apartment used to belong to some bougie dick. Sam did note Amy’s touches in the towels, at least- pink, fluffy, and monogrammed, of course. Sam had set her own clothes down at the edge of the sink and her bag of toiletries on one of the shelves in the shower when she noticed a circle on the wall of the shower opposite the shower head. A wet spot about three inches in diameter and set just above her knees. She wondered if it had anything to do with what Amy had grabbed before she came in, and curiosity got the better of her.
Vanessa and her professor part 4 [20sF][30sM][con][anal][fiction][fantasy]
Vanessa was the best student ever for the next 4 weeks. She went to work, class, studied, and did homework. If she needed a pick me up, she would put on his jacket and inhale his scent. Mondays were her favorite day of the week. She dutifully went to her “office hours” and presented her grades. Beau still wanted them higher but she was pretty confident he’d relent this week. He seemed desperate as they fucked. Pounding into her hard. They would both cum quickly and then they would have a more leisurely go at it. He was getting more and more reluctant to let go of her as she left each Monday night. It was the 13th week of the semester. Next week was off for the Thanksgiving holiday. Vanessa wasn’t going home and she was really, really hoping there would be some extra credit activities during the holiday week. She’d even been working on a special surprise for Beau. Something she hoped would…would…well never mind what she hoped it would do. She just hoped he’d like it. Vanessa put on a cute sundress. No bra. No panties. His surprise hiding underneath. Mindful of how her turning up at his office looking like a slut made him worry, she put a long coat over it. And off she went.