[MM] cross dressers story of visiting a dominant man in his hotel room.

The last time I gave a man a blowjob was only the second time I’ve ever done it. It was five years ago. To this day, its still one of the hottest stories I have. I was driven to post it when I drove by the hotel we met at today. I drove by the hotel and instantly became rock hard thinking about what he did to me. Hope you enjoy ;)

We met on Craigslist. He responded to an ad that I put up. The subject alone was enough to picque my interest: “Hello Slut”. He explained that he was here on business and would love to shove his cock in my mouth while I was dressed in some slutty lingerie.

I found myself replying, making plans with him. He was out to dinner with coworkers and would e-mail me when he was back in his room. I heard back from him, we exchanged phone numbers and he texted me to tell me where he was staying and in what room he was in. He also told me that my name is Tina.

The Appointment [MF]

The street outside was covered in shades of grey, the clouds unsure whether they would unleash another torrent of rain from the sky. It was the first dry day of the week, although puddles were still collected at street corners and intersections, I was happy that people had finally put down their umbrellas. At my height, I was always dodging sharp metallic tips wielded by clumsy tourists and the regular rush of pedestrians that filled the streets of Brooklyn in the late afternoon. Checking the clock on my phone, I realized I was running, but then again, when wasn’t I. Picking up my pace, I started to jog down the street, not wanting to be late for the photo shoot I had agreed to do this afternoon. The pay wasn’t much, but any buck helped, and the craigslist ad said he could wear whatever clothes he liked. Hoping to look attractive, I picked out my favorite pair of black jeans, which had a slight sheen to them, which wrapped tightly around my ass and showed a nice outline in the front, if my blood was flowing. I grabbed my old dark green and grey flannel from J. Crew, and slipped on my new Dr Marten’s boot, hoping that the photographer would like my style. Who know’s, maybe I’ll get a new profile pic out of it. I was truly feeling myself when I got into my sexiest pair of underwear, some black sheer briefs that left little to the imagination. I had packed an extra pair of blue jeans and a few black t-shirts just in case I needed to switch it up during the shoot.

[FM] How I was free-used and humiliated by my room mates

This happened couple of years ago while I was living in a new city while working at my first job ever after graduation. I was 22 and I was living in a house which had 4 bedrooms each being rented out to different people. So, I had 3 room mates living in the adjacent rooms. They were all male. Two of them were of about my age while one guy was few years elder. I was a good looking fit girl by any standards.

I was a horny girl at that time with a higher than normal sex drive. I had one night stand kinda things with all three of them over next six months. This brought us closer together and we used to hang out together all the time, although none of them were aware that I had sex with other two guys too.

One night we were drunk and a guy foolishly uttered how he was attracted to me and how great the sex was. Then there was a silence and other two also said that they had fucked me too. Now, everyone was staring at me in a particular way. The drunk guy called me a slut and I felt really humiliated.

Weekend at the cabin [raceplay] [humiliation]

All of this really happened. I’m saying that because it happened years ago and it all sounds so crazy, but it did really happen.

I had been dating my girlfriend Jane for 5 months. She was super hot, with a pretty face, nice tits, and an amazing ass for an asian girl. She did her squats. She kind of looked like Alina Li except without the stupid tattoos.

One day she told me her friend Kelly would be letting us stay for the weekend at her family’s cabin. I was surprised because Kelly didn’t like me. I agreed to go because my relationship with Jane wasn’t going that great, and I thought a weekend away would be good for us. When we got to the cabin, Kelly and her boyfriend Brad were also there. I thought it would be just me and Jane for the weekend. Kelly was hot, hotter than Jane even. I heard from friends that Kelly was dating a white guy. He was tall, like 6’3 and he clearly worked out a lot. We hung out and played frisbee. A little later Donna, who was dating my friend Chao, also showed up. It was getting crowded.

Leashed [M/f] [D/s] [light pet play]

A clattering sound announced the furnace kicking on, which was welcome relief to Emma who could feel the cold from the tile seeping into her knees. It was a Tuesday which meant she was to meet Him at the door, kneeling and ready. Her legs were flat on the floor, her butt resting on her heels, back straight with her arms crossed behind her. He caught her slouching once and the punishment was enough to convince her that she would never do that again.

Emma was naked, save for the thick leather posture collar that wrapped around her neck with an O-ring dangling from the center of her throat. She had a variety of collars, some thinner, some with built in gags, and some delicate things she wore in public to advertise His ownership as discreetly as possible. Normally she had some leeway in what she wore, in fact, her collar restrictions were the ones He seemed most lackadaisical about. Oftentimes she simply forgot to put on her day collar and aside from a few snarky comments and raised eyebrows He didn’t seem to notice.

The Emissary [BDSM, Sadism] (More to come?)

There has long been a worldwide understanding that war is a terrible thing, that it is a violence that tears asunder and destroys, and that it should be avoided. It is also well understood that war is unavoidable. There is no perfect world here, no utopia that means everyone remains at peace. There is evil, and corruption and simple ignorance that leads to violence, that leads to war. It cannot be escaped, only dealt with.

With this understanding comes further understandings, further ideas that are recognized and acknowledged as full truth. One of these truths is that in the horrors of war, those that are the worst off are your front line men. Those brave infantry people, men and women of valor, who are the first charge of any conflict. They receive the first clash of arms, the first slamming together of the shield wall, the first volley of musket or cannon or magic. And there is no doubt, no room for argument, that they are truly in a difficult place. They will die and scream and feel pain as they lose the last of their lives.

Crossdresser dream cum true [cuck][anal][soft nc][huml][MFMMM]

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We were packing for a well needed vacation. Anne and I had been married for 12 years and this is probably our fourth vacation. We got married at a young age, while sometimes it seems to early, most of the time it seemed perfect for us. A couple of years ago, I came out to Anne as a crossdresser. She didn’t take it well. Months of stress built up but, things seemed to level out as we found out what worked for the both of us. You see, I love her dearly but, my desire to dress was in need of an outlet. I had pushed those thoughts from my mind for about 5 years each time. Each time, the desire came back with a vengeance. I decided a couple years ago, to come clean and share my deepest darkest secret. Anne had other thoughts. She didn’t want anything to do with it. We came to an agreement that I wouldn’t do it near her or around her. And as long as I stayed faithful to her, she would deal with occasionally finding my girl clothes around once in a while.

[MC][MFMMM][BDSM][SM] Anne & Jenny in Chicago

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We were packing for a well needed vacation. Anne and I had been married for 12 years and this is probably our fourth vacation. We got married at a young age, while sometimes it seems to early, most of the time it seemed perfect for us. A couple of years ago, I came out to Anne as a crossdresser. She didn’t take it well. Months of stress built up but, things seemed to level out as we found out what worked for the both of us. You see, I love her dearly but, my desire to dress was in need of an outlet. I had pushed those thoughts from my mind for about 5 years each time. Each time, the desire came back with a vengeance. I decided a couple years ago, to come clean and share my deepest darkest secret. Anne had other thoughts. She didn’t want anything to do with it. We came to an agreement that I wouldn’t do it near her or around her. And as long as I stayed faithful to her, she would deal with occasionally finding my girl clothes around once in a while.

Sherwood Forest Shag – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut Story [mf] [outdoors] [sci-fi] [historical] [slut]

1190 BCE Britain

“It is SOOOO green!” was Jessica’s first thought, as her eyes opened on a new world, one she would inhabit for the next two hours. She stood up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; and reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders. A long black leather cape hung over her shoulders, tickling her sensitive ass behind her.

Jessica looked around. She was in a thick green forest, with streams of sun flickering through the moving spackle of overhead foliage, tall phallic-looking trees, and below pleasant grass and low bush as far as the eye could see.

Jessica stood alone in the middle of Sherwood Forest in Britain, circa 1190. She knew that she had travelled back to the time and place of the famous English monarch King John, as well as the legendary Robin Hood and his merry men. One of her tasks was to ascertain whether or not bandits such as the mythological Robin Hood actually existed, and if so, to observe details about their lives, their manners, their speech and their habits.

Sissy fantasy to nightmare [blkmail, Msub, huml]

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Part One

Sunlight drifted gently through the hotel room as I woke up and rolled over to feel the warmth of Rosie next to me.

“Morning sleepy head”, she greeted me with a smile “no time to waste if you’re getting ready for the stag”.

It was just 3 days until our wedding and the pre-ceremony traditions were happening today.

Rosie rolled out of bed and I watched her seductively walk to the bathroom for a hot shower. She was dressed in an ivory silk chemise and boyshorts trimmed with lace. Her taste in lingerie was impeccable and some thing I loved (and indulged) about her.

We’d met 2 years earlier during a leaving party for someone at work. She’d been getting a drink at the bar next to me, we’d started talking after she accidentally got my drinks order and before we knew it were making out on the dance floor before heading to her house. It had been a whirlwind romance.