Brandy straddled me, her freshly shaved pussy was as smooth as silk as she slid her pussy down my stomach. I reached between us and ran my finger tips over her plump tummy and down to find her swollen clit buried between her folds. She was so wet and I wanted this so badly, to feel her respond to my touch, to have her sink on top of my cock and be engulfed in her slick wet hole. She had promised I would not be unsatisfied if I shared her bed and “that your 12 years since your last intercourse would be nothing but a bad dream.” I felt her rock her hips with the tip of my cock between her lips,… 続きを読む

This is pure fiction, not a name, date, or place is real, just an old man with a vivid imagination that wanted to write a story that is as far opposite the BBC sort of stuff that others write. I hope you enjoy, if not keep looking there are a ton of stories on here that might be just your cup of tea... I marveled at her perfect body lying on the bed in front of me, her dark skin was as smooth as silk and her tits, although not huge, were large enough and her areolas were as dark as the night sky. The hair between her legs was thick and curly and yet I could clearly see her labia, a dark rose… 続きを読む

The Women in the Red Blouse Again, a total fantasy based on my recollection of a grocery shopping trip. Nothing in this is true, just my old mind twisting and turning through life. Chapter 1 - https://xhamster.com/stories/tits-on-display-958883 Chapter 2 - https://xhamster.com/stories/tits-on-display-chapter-2-959606 “When I asked if you have been with someone like me I mean my age,” Deb said with a smile and pulled my hand between her legs where her erection was covered in the cute cheeky panty she was wearing. I knew what she was asking but preferred not to try to get specific because I… 続きを読む

The Women in the Red Blouse Okay, I am 70, so all of you guys that are middle 40’s and below have this image of an old grampa that can’t get it up can move along and find another story to get you hard. The rest of you that want to hear the fantasy produced by my shopping trip read on. Yes, it was a trip to the grocery store for a loaf of bread. I suppose if I was a professional porn writer I would have changed the loaf of bread to a grocery shopping trip for a sausage, but it really was a loaf of bread and the original story was 100% factual. Yes there really was the young woman dressed in a… 続きを読む

It is mid afternoon as I enter a grocery store looking for a loaf of bread. The uniform of the day at the grocery store was a red shirt and black pants, yes I know BORING!! I hate waiting in grocery store check outs as women search for coupons, old men writing checks, and huge carts full of groceries when I have one thing in my hand. The express lane was not open so I took a position, third in line, and began the wait. A woman had a huge cart full of items and as I waited I immediately noticed the early 20 something checker. She was delightfully chubby, not fat, but just a bit of meat on her… 続きを読む

My fantasy continued… Rachel’s ass filled with my spunk and as I looked down I noticed it leaking out between that tight sphincter that had lost its seal from me fucking her. I shuddered from the reaction to my ejaculation and her anal cavity was so slick from my cum that my cock felt like it was being pushed out from the pressure of my cum filling her. I felt my cock start to shrink and I am sure Rachel felt it as well and she clamped hard with her muscles and held my nearly flaccid cock inside her ass. She slowly stood, holding me inside of her, and then released me and I slid out of her h… 続きを読む

My fantasy continued… (If you have not read the first chapter titled "Awakening" (https://xhamster.com/stories/awakening-955976) this may leave you confused) Rachel held me tightly, her arms pulling me close, our lips met as the first spurt of cum left my cock and shot into her pussy. She moaned on my tongue again and I felt her rock her hips, rubbing her swollen clit against my shaft. She broke the kiss, breathing heavily, “Oh yes, fill me up,” she begged as the second spurt filled her and I pulled out a bit to thrust in again, rubbing against her clit with my cock. I felt her grip my cock… 続きを読む

I can’t tell you how old I was when I first noticed the difference between the male and female species. Yes there was my mother and I knew her as Mom and I knew Mom dressed differently, but to honestly say I knew there was something different between us other than age really didn’t sink in to my brain until that morning. There was NOTHING sexual about it, no it was an awakening to the realization that there was more than an age difference between me and the females that lived in and around our house. My parents divorced when I was 5, it was a hurtful time because for some reason my Dad left t… 続きを読む

It Starts Again – Fantasy Chapter 6 If you have not read this from the start I suggest you start with my story that begins under the title of: It Starts Again – A Cross Dressing Fantasy All the chapters begin with It Starts Again, I had to shorten it to include the chapter numbers. This is a story about the feminization of a guy by his wife in a loving marriage. No BDSM, anal, or group sex, just a couple exploring their own needs with each other. Monday morning arrived way too soon, and our work week would interrupt what had been a weekend of love making and exploration of my long denied… 続きを読む

A Cross Dressing Fantasy – Chapter 5 In the low light of our bedroom, late on that Friday night after Beth had transformed me from a former cross dresser into her new girlfriend she had asked if I liked being her girlfriend. I did not hesitate for one second, “Yes Beth,” I said lying naked against her naked body, “I love being your girlfriend, something inside of me seems to have changed and this seems so natural and I feel complete.” My crotch was wet with my cum and her creamy arousal but I was in no rush to get off the bed. I felt Beth’s hand slide up and down my back as we lie face to fa… 続きを読む

It seemed like I had been the tub for hours lost in my memories of my teen cross dressing, “Was it the wine or the bath”? I questioned as my mind was brought back to reality as I felt the water cooling. My hands were folded on my tummy and I was full immersed in the soapy water when I felt the desire to tough my boobs. The soft shaven skin was a delight under my fingers as I slowly slid them over my man boobs. Again, they felt larger than I remembered, but perhaps it was just the shaved skin fooling me. I had another thought, my cock had seemed smaller once shaved so I let my hands move down… 続きを読む

It Starts Again - A Cross Dressing Fantasy Chapter 3 “Transformation”, a word that Beth had used at dinner stuck in my head. She also said she would help me become the girlfriend she had wanted. I knew Beth had some lesbian encounters before we met and she had said, “I loved the intimacy but did not want to be defined by my choice in partners.” I never fully understood what she was trying to say but did not question it as we both had a past that we’d opted to leave in the past. YES, I had thoughts of dressing after we met, but no strong urges. And YES, sometimes when I saw Beth naked I wou… 続きを読む

Have you ever been transported through time in an instant? I know, not possible, but that is what it felt like as I finished reading the note pinned to the bra Beth had left in my dresser drawer. Imagine that you were a *********** guy and you suddenly found yourself drawn to wearing women’s undergarments. And now those long lost urges were flooding back into your brain. I can tell you exactly when this all began for me. It was in April the year I turned 13. My mother was busy at the kitchen table, there was wrapping paper, bows, and what I learned was a pink satin panty. I had never really t… 続きを読む

It had been a particularly hard week at work and was so happy to pull into the garage and put the door down. I sat a moment looking at the empty space in our double garage wondering why Beth was not home, and the remembered that she said she was working until 8:00 PM tonight. I walked into the house, kicked my boots off, dropped my lunch box by the sink, and stripped my shirt off as I headed to the bathroom to get a much needed shower. Our laundry closet door was open so I deposited my work clothes in the hamper and now naked stepped into the bathroom. As I look back now, that is when it all… 続きを読む

Aren’t fantasies wonderful? I think so and I will tell you why. Because inside my head I can be anything I want and I can bring anyone along to help support what pleases and arouses me. So how does a fantasy start? Well it could be something absolutely true that you witnessed, were told about, or perhaps read. It might be one little snippet or an entire event. Now I want to tell you a story, but before I get to the really good parts I want to tell you the true parts. This list is absolutely true and my memory of each bit of it is very clear. So here goes. True facts: 1. I met m… 続きを読む

If you have not read previous chapters of this saga please go back to the start, this may not make much sense without some of the back story. Again, if you are offended by taboo subject matter this series is NOT for you. I knew what a girdle was before Aunt Rose told me, I had seen them in magazine ads and I know women wore them to look skinny. I worried instantly that Aunt Rose thought I was fat and looked into her eyes. I think she could read my mind as she said, “Look honey, that little thing of yours is going to need a little training and until we get it under control this girdle wil… 続きを読む

If you have not read the first chapter of this sage I suggest you start there before reading this story, which is a total fabrication and fantasy. If you are bothered by taboo subject matter then don’t read this story. Aunt Rose held the panties out for me to step into. I was shocked to the point I did not know what to do. I had come to visit her while my parents went to Europe for the summer and on my very first day with her I had taken a bath and experienced my very first orgasm at the age of 10. I didn’t even have a name for what had happened, but my little cock got so hard and then… 続きを読む

I was at that age in between the single digits and teen years, old enough to have noticed the opposite sex but not yet able to fully understand what to do with the stiffness between my legs. As an only c***d my curiosity about the opposite sex was limited at best. It was summer vacation and my parents had planned a trip abroad and gave me two options. I could go with them or go stay with my Aunt Rose. The trip sounded boring and my aunt had always been nice to me so I opted to stay with her. My mother and her sister looked so much alike that if it wasn’t for Aunt Rose’s heavier figure a gu… 続きを読む