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It was a normal Friday during the summer month of the year. Me and my friend had decided on visiting a strip club far away from the city which was famous for 5 strip dancers who used to run it. The strip club was very popular because of the variety of themes that the boys incorporated in their dance and strip shows. I had never seen their pictures but had heard a lot about these strippers. I was excited to visit this strip club as I had never been to a male strip club. I had never thought in my wildest dreams that I would end up having sex with a stripper during my first time at a strip club. Once we reached the club, we saw that the crowd was full of women and some gay men dressed in short and kinky clothes.

The stock market today had given me a lot of profit, I was on the way to my apartment. I will have to wait for 10 full stations. I took a seat and started scrolling my phone, I had a lousy weekend ahead of me, many people had sent messages asking about my weekend plans. Two stations had passed and I was starting to feel sleepy, I gazed around me and found a cute guy staring at me. He had a huge book in his hand and a bag-pack, most likely a college student I thought. As soon as he noticed me looking at him, he turned away. The next station arrived and he stood up, it was a bummer, I thought he was leaving but instead he offered his seat to an old lady. How humble of him, didn’t know generations like these still existed. I noticed his broad shoulders and sleek back, when the seat next to me got empty I gently tapped on his shoulders and asked him to sit next to me. He got all shy but took the seat, “hey” I said, “hii”, he replied he had brown eyes and matching brown his frizzy hair which fell on his eyes. Until then, I had no idea that things are going to get hot and he will become my subway gay partner.

Hi, I am Shamil, I am 26 years old and Leather boots, especially the new ones attract me a lot. I don’t remember since when I acquired this fetish sexual attraction to the leather boots but one incidence, from 3 years ago is still fresh in my mind. I was on a trip to Goa with my gang. We walked into the hotel and were waiting in the lobby. I was sitting closer to the gate. A few minutes later the smell of fresh leather teases my nostrils. I turn around and see a woman wearing a short skirt, a shirt and knee-length high heel leather boots.

I am Alisha, a 37 year old escort in London writing my story on eroticatale. I read many stories on this site and thought to write my own as well. I am proud of my profession and love to openly talk about it. The reason being, its a profession that allows me to do social service along with making money and feel good about myself. You may wonder, what kind of social service can a high class escort offer? Well, I help men release their stress through sex and find happiness again, when they are with me.

Dating sites have become the new to go places to look for partners. These partners could be for a long-term romantic relationship or for something on a short term. You don’t have to frequent places such as bars or clubs to try and find that person. All you need to do is get online, create that profile and get started to find a real hookup partner.

My boyfriend was meeting me tonight for Valentine’s Day. I knew there would be flowers for me and anal for him. He loved it. Loved the way my tight ass took him, the way I moaned in pain and pleasure. So I waited for him that night, in my sheer blue bra and wanted to get licked in the ass. Then he entered the room.

I wake up feeling Shane between my legs. He was licking my pussy lips and clit slowly, taking his time. His head lies on my naked thighs as he licks me and looks up at me. He looks so adorable, the morning sun falling on him as he licks me. His hands run over my thighs and abdomen. He sneaks his hands above his head and cups my right breast. He weighs it and presses it, playing with it, all the while licking me. He pinches my nipple as I push my boob more into his hand. I mewl and he pushes his tongue inside my pussy. He is spearing me with his thick tongue and playing with my nipples. He goes back to my clit and sucks hard on it. His fingers enter me and he continues to suck on my clit. I come hard on his face. He kisses me fiercely and says “Happy Birthday baby!” I had just got the cute birthday gift ever. Regular sex is fine but it is a special day and birthday sex should never be missed.

My name is Diago and I am just 18 years old. I am currently in my senior high and I belong to a very rich family. My parents both works very hard to provide me with all the luxury I want. My father owns a steel factory and my mother is a fashion designer. Before getting into the story of the sexy servant, a brief intro about us.

My buddy James and I were out drinking at a bar when we noticed a really hot chick walk in. She spoke to some patrons and saw us watching her. She came over and said, “Want to get laid tonight?” We looked at her and then at each other. “Both of you,” she said. “How much?” I asked and she smiled saying, “That can be decided on the way to your house.” We took her to James’ place and began with some more drinks. I had dreams of filling an ass full of cum and this seemed like a good opportunity. “I need to fuck your ass,” I told her, Selena was her name. “Hmm, everything is available for a price,” she replied.  I smiled, knowing that she would let me do it. James was already playing with her gigantic boobs. He had discarded her bra and I could see them with turgid nipples. She was lying on the couch and James was sort of pinching and plucking them.

I was attracted to Nat. Natalie which was her full name. Ever since she turned sixteen, these feelings bubbled up and I couldn’t hide the fact anymore. It was her 20th birthday and I wanted to give her a gift to remember. I wanted to have sex with my niece, desperately. She was my stepbrother’s daughter, but we never treated each other as step siblings.

Hi, my name is Sam and I am a 26-year-old, slim physic cross dresser. I am a fashion designer and have a thing for female clothing. Not only I love designing female clothes but I also enjoy dressing as a girl. Coming to my story, this incident took place some years back when I was around 20 years old and had cross dresser romance session with my real Aunt. With fair and curvy physic, I can look more girly than a girl with my cross dressed attire.

The day had arrived when I was going to shoot the movie. Jofre was on set and there were more people than last time. I told Jofre that I was uncomfortable with so many people on the set. He assured me that once they set up, the actual shoot would only have a handful of staff and they would be discreet. That gave me some courage and then I saw Joanne walk in. She was looking good but had too many clothes on I guess, so she went to the changing room and then re-emerged in a transparent shirt and shorts. Enough imaginations of banging the blonde, I wanted it quick, real!

I am a lonely man in his forties. I love to travel, dine and explore new places by myself. But I often wish for a partner. I got divorced early, so the little chance of being with someone was also ruined in my memory. So, each morning I would go to work, do my mundane bank job and visit my nearest LGBT bar. I am sharing my memory of sex with a Shemale and how I found pleasure in it.

Shana was my aunt – my dad’s stepsister. She was a little different from my stiff collared family. She was visiting this week and I was going to see her after five years. I was eighteen now, ready to join college. It was my last week at home and Shana who was 30, was visiting. Destiny had different plans and I had sex with my aunty.

This is the second part of my previous story. I will write about how I had rough Cross dresser Sex with him.

She sat across from me in a restaurant facing the beach. We sat at a side table of the restaurant that was almost full. All day, she has been doing things, making me crazily aroused for her. I am Shefan, 28 years old and newly married to a nymphomaniac, a very enticing and beautiful nymph. She has this crazy fetish of playing sexy games in public. There was mischief in her eyes and I was wondering what’s on her mind now. Little did I knew that we are going to have sex play in the public to add a new thing to our fetish sex desires.

I had met Josie at a bar and she had no qualms in letting me know that she was a shemale. We both were drunk and horny, so she let me feel her up. I had had gay encounters and considered myself bisexual, so I wasn’t afraid of touching another penis. It made me hard. I was too drunk for sex so I shared my contact information with her and when we met, there was a porn flick made on my camera while having sex with a shemale.

I was at my farm house. I was just remembering the good old times I had spent with my husband at this place before getting divorced. However, ever since my divorce, I had a couple of dates with younger men. It was always fun to indulge with them as they had great energy and they could satisfy my needs. Although, my recent partner John had gone out of the town and I was missing his touch. You need to keep finding ways of satisfaction when you miss someone.

I am a bachelor and working all day along with living along takes a toll. I lived alone in a PG and there is a maid that cooks and cleans for me. Slowly I got addicted to watching porn. I usually used to watch it alone and masturbate. But slowly I started becoming more addicted to it and started watching whenever I could. The story is mine where I had sex with my PG maid, so read on more.

BJ was my first boyfriend and I had met him at a party with common friends. It was strange how I, a virgin at 26 met another virgin who was 24.  He was nice and while friends at first, we moved into the dating territory soon enough. The first kiss was weird and sloppy, wet almost. I wasn’t sure if I had wanted to kiss him and he wanted to very much. Soon our relationship progressed and we experienced first sex soon.

It was a Sunday afternoon and I had taken a long weekend off from work as I was too bored with my life. I had recently been through a very rough patch in my life. I had broken up my 10-year-old relationship with my boyfriend after which I was into severe depression. I wanted to stay alone for this weekend but somehow staying alone made me remember all the bad memories. So, I decided that Sunday night I would just let myself free and go out. I dressed up a black cocktail dress and applied bold makeup to feel different. I just wanted to feel someone else and not myself that day. Once I reached the nearby bar, I saw a few familiar faces as I used to visit this place often with my friends but tonight, I was all alone. I had never thought that soon I was going to meet a stranger who not only ignited my sexuality but also made me forget about everything around me.

Hello friends, my name is Ricky and this is the story of how I became a paid cross dresser two years back. It was during the Christmas holidays when I was in need of some money. I called my friend Kris and asked for his help. Though he agreed, he asked a favour in return. When I met him, he told me that his job was in danger and that the only way to save is by pleasing my boss. He told that his boss was a bisexual who had a thing for cross dresser. I used to dress like a girl at times but never showed it to anyone. Kris came to know about it when he once caught me in a floral maxi dress, masturbating myself. That small incident changed my life and I became centre of attraction for rich gay men.

That night was burned into my brain. I had broken up with my boyfriend, my dom, but I couldn’t get him out of my mind. His pleasuring skills still tormenting me day and night. It had been only a week and here I was rethinking going back to him. One of these days I was remembering one kinky night we had where we did it and it was so memorable. I had orgasmed so hard and he had seemed so proud to give that to me.

I had met Faheem, at a sex club a few months ago. He was young and attractive and looked like he had expensive taste too. His attire and attitude reflected that but at the same time he was a sex fiend. We got talking that night as we watched a woman tied up and get whipped on her ass. She was leaking and then her master fucked her with the whip’s handle. Faheem liked BDSM and that’s what brought him here. After that meeting, we had gone to his hotel and had wild sex.