Tony made contact quite soon after I joined the new website. He said how much he liked what I’d written in my profile and that I was just what he’d been looking for. I checked him out. Divorced, retired early, no close family, lives quietly with his dog in his own detached home only a few miles away. He wasn’t interested in hook ups in hotels but wanted someone to become a proper regular girlfriend to spend time at his home. He’d had a long monogamous marriage followed by a few years of celibacy. He wasn’t willing to meet anyone who didn’t practice safe sex as he valued his health above everyt… فراءة المزيد

In the morning I woke up late. I was alone in the bed. I felt so contented. My mind went back to the previous day. It had been a day of firsts. First time being dressed in the company of others, first time sucking cock, first time ... oh such a long list, in fact the first time to have any sexual experience with other people. And I'd done it all! I think. I giggled and lay for a while enjoying the sensation of waking up dressed in a nightie in a strange bed. I wriggled around just to feel the nylon caress my skin. How lovely it was to throw back the duvet and look down to see my frilly baby-do… فراءة المزيد

Ann gave me a kiss and a cuddle and wiped my tummy with some tissues. Luckily, I hadn't soiled my pretty lingerie. She slid my panties off then took me to the bathroom to clean up properly. John dressed and went to make a cup of tea. In the bathroom, I stood as Ann cleaned me with some wet wipes. I had one last little drop of semen on the tip of my cock. Ann wiped this off with her finger and brought it to her lips. Her tongue flicked out. "Just to see how you taste", she said. "Was everything ok back there?" I asked nervously, "It seemed to be over very quickly". "Everything was fine Bryoni"… فراءة المزيد

I had been dressing for a few years and I'd got to that stage where it wasn't about just dressing like a girl anymore but being like a girl. I would adopt feminine mannerisms and stay dressed even after I'd masturbated, enjoying my femininity for as long as possible. Sometimes this was 24/7. I lived with my divorced mother who spent extended periods staying at my grandmother's. So, except for the times I had to venture outside the house, I could be permanently en- femme. It was wonderful. But I needed to share. I would dress and ring sex phone lines. Then I got my first computer and discovere… فراءة المزيد

And then, there were my sister's clothes. I'd always had an attraction for female clothes. Even as a boy I loved looking at the women's and girls' section in my mother's catalogues. I mostly looked at the underwear. It was exciting to see girls and women in bras and knickers. I loved slips too. They looked so smooth and silky. Strangely, at that time, I had a fascination for directoire knickers and can remember dreaming about wearing them. I also enjoyed looking at all the outerwear and shoes etc. thinking how nice it must be to wear all those pretty things. Another thing I liked to do was re… فراءة المزيد

“So, little She-Elf, let’s see what you are hiding under here.” As he says this, the orc grasps my silken gown at the neckline and pulls. The flimsy material rips easily and he tears it open. The four orcs behind him jeer as it is revealed that I am naked underneath save for a tiny pair of lacy panties that barely covers my pussy mound. My arms pulled back, tied behind a tree trunk, make my exposed breasts jut out. “Pay her back for what she did”, cries one. “Cut her good Yagrhat”, says another. The dead orcs on the ground show that I was not so easily taken before I was overwhelmed by their n… فراءة المزيد

David made contact quite soon after I joined the new website. He said how much he liked what I’d written in my profile and that I was just what he’d been looking for. I checked him out. Divorced, retired early, no close family, lives quietly with his dog in his own detached home only a few miles away. He wasn’t interested in hook ups in hotels but wanted someone to become a proper regular girlfriend to spend time at his home. He’d had a long monogamous marriage followed by a few years of celibacy. He wasn’t willing to meet anyone who didn’t practice safe sex as he valued his health above every… فراءة المزيد

It’s very late at night when you answer a knock at your door. On opening, you see me standing in the little pool of light in the darkness; a young, above average height girl, with shoulder-length dark brown hair and hazel eyes. I’m wearing a pretty dress and in my hands I’m holding a pair of strappy heels and a clutch bag. I’m a bit mud-splattered and bedraggled. “I’m so sorry for disturbing you but I need some help. My car broke down a little way along the road. I saw your light and hoped I might use your phone. I have my mobile, but it’s dead”. Facing me I see a tall, well-built, older man.… فراءة المزيد

Cont. from Sexual Awakenings And then, there were my sister’s clothes. I’d always had an attraction for female clothes. Even as a boy I loved looking at the women’s and girls’ section in my mother’s catalogues. I mostly looked at the underwear. It was exciting to see girls and women in bras and knickers. I loved slips too. They looked so smooth and silky. Strangely, at that time, I had a fascination for directoire knickers and can remember dreaming about wearing them. I also enjoyed looking at all the outerwear and shoes etc. thinking how nice it must be to wear all those pretty things. A… فراءة المزيد

I didn’t have an older brother to give me any pointers when it came to matters of sex. I engaged in banter with my friends but none of it was very instructional. I just went along with it, pretending I understood what was being said. But I was pretty naïve. When I started to get erections I knew what they were but I didn’t know exactly how it all worked. I knew guys put their hard penis inside a girl’s vagina but that was about it. I certainly knew nothing about masturbation. I’d had a couple of wet dreams but I was just as clueless about those as well. I clearly remember the first time I had… فراءة المزيد

Continued from part 2. In the morning I woke up late. I was alone in the bed. I felt so contented. My mind went back to the previous day. It had been a day of firsts. First time being dressed in the company of others, first time sucking cock, first time … oh such a long list, in fact the first time to have any sexual experience with other people. And I’d done it all! I think. I giggled and lay for a while enjoying the sensation of waking up dressed in a nightie in a strange bed. I wriggled around just to feel the nylon caress my skin. How lovely it was to throw back the duvet and look down… فراءة المزيد

Ann gave me a kiss and a cuddle and wiped my tummy with some tissues. Luckily I hadn’t soiled my pretty lingerie. She slid my panties off then took me to the bathroom to clean up properly. John dressed and went to make a cup of tea. In the bathroom, I stood as Ann cleaned me with some wet wipes. I had one last little drop of semen on the tip of my cock. Ann wiped this off with her finger and brought it to her lips. Her tongue flicked out. “Just to see how you taste” she said. “Was everything ok back there?” I asked nervously, “It seemed to be over very quickly”. “Everything was fine Bryoni” sh… فراءة المزيد

I'd been dressing for a few years and I'd got to that stage where it wasn't just about dressing femme anymore but being femme. When dressed, I would adopt feminine mannerisms and would stay dressed even after I’d masturbated, enjoying my femininity for as long as possible. But I needed to share. I would dress and ring sex phone lines. Then I got my first pc and discovered chatrooms. I quickly got into going on cam with guys. One day someone new (John) came online. After we’d cybered a few times, he told me that he wanted to meet up with a CD in real life. Apparently he’d had a few false starts… فراءة المزيد

A few fields across from where I lived there was a stretch of old railway track a couple of miles long. All the rails and sleepers had been removed years before leaving a wide path which could be accessed from a country lane. There was a narrow strip of trees on both sides and the track went through several cuttings. This was a regular route for me to take for either a short bike ride or to walk the dogs. I found the wooded strips ideal to walk in naked and I liked to climb the side of the cuttings and masturbate in the bushes hidden from any by passers-by below. I was out early one morning… فراءة المزيد

1. I've done this on and off this since I was a teenager. I started almost as soon as I discovered masturbation. I enjoyed the mixed feelings of pleasure and fear of doing it outside; the idea of it being doubly naughty. Originally I would masturbate when I walked the dogs. I lived in a semi-rural area near woods and open countryside. We also had a local country park and were surrounded by managed forestry so there was plenty of scope. I remember so clearly the first time I did it naked. I'd set off from the house as usual to walk to school but instead went through some woods to the edge of t… فراءة المزيد