HEY (FEMME)GUYS: as another genetic male that’s considered myself “Transgendered” since a pre-teen, here’s my advice to you. Do an online search under “transgender” in your area for you to find support groups that you can visit/join to help you with your desires to dress/behave/appreciate the …
I am an very attractive heterosexual man. I have had fantasies of having a hard cock in my mouth, but the problem is that I am much too much turned on by beautiful famales. I travel to the west coast alot, especially the bay area. One …
I have spent countless hours pondering just what caused my attraction to female clothes. My confession is not to being transgendered, but I am a product of my environment. That is to say “I am” whatever I feed myself. Shall I continue in shame? Never may …
Don’t be shy guys – Use those toys! Many men are intimidated at the thought of using toys when they play with their lady lovers. Why is that? Well, what man wants to be compared to his lady’s 12″ black, vibrating, rotating, phallic monster that runs …
As I was helping Fran move into her new house, I discovered that one of the boxes I was loading into my truck was filled with sex toys. There were vibrators, dildos, and anal toys as well. I stashed the box away for later examination. I …
6:30 A.M. When I woke up that day I knew I was in for a busy fucking day, but I had no idea it would a busy “FUCKING” day. I woke up feeling horny and whished I had my husband to give me a morning fuck. …
It was his birthday and she had a special evening planned just for him. She had bought a lacy, black outfit that accentuated her hard, pink nipples perfectly. The sexy attire followed the curve of her body and caused her ass to look deliciously round and …
“Come in.” Mrs. Salazar said with a smile. Tyler entered the house with a polite nod. He stepped out of the Saturday sun into the foyer as Mrs. Salazar closed the door behind him. She was pretty woman, about 5’5″, black shoulder-length hair, and brown eyes. …
This is one very old story that I passed through in 1985. I was visiting Alexandria, and my mom wanted me to pick a friend of hers, Maurine, to come with me in the car getting back to Cairo by the weekend. She had planned to …
