transsexuals stories and histories

This story is between a few trans people and a cis women. There is also female domination and bondage. If that's not your thing, move on. I use terms I am comfortable with for the trans parts.
All characters over the age of 18. Work of fiction and not based on any real people.
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Sam was excited. She had been planning for this day for weeks. James had shared with her that he wanted to be dominated by many women or men and please them with his body. Since then, Sam had been making connections with ...

It really felt like we were made for each other. The teacher remained on her seat as I jumped up and down her lap, screaming at the top of my lungs while she rubbed her face on my breasts. Her cock fit me like a glove, if only a bit tight. I never thought I'd have my first time with the hottest teacher in school; let alone that she would pack quite a huge piece of heat!...

This story is between a trans man and cis women. There is also female domination and bondage. If that's not your thing, move on. I use terms I am comfortable with for the trans man's part.
All characters over the age of 18. Work of fiction and not based on any real people.
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James' phone buzzed just as he was packing up his things at the end of his work day. His heart skipped a beat when he saw it was a snapchat message from the account that Sam used when she was acting as his mistress. They ha...

Paullus arrived at the villa the troops had appropriated from a local merchant and promptly fell asleep on the luxurious bed. He slept for hours, the soreness and excitement of the day lost in the sheets and mattress so much more comfortable than the one he had been living on the last decade. He woke up hours later, groggy and carelessly wrapped in his expensive toga, and found a plate and bowl full of fruit, meat, and bread. He ate greedily, unused to the richness of the simple food, and desperately hungry...

*disclaimer*
I'm reposting this series after having it removed more than a year ago. This is an updated/edited version of the original series.
This is entirely a work of fiction, all characters are over 18 years of age.
You will get more out of this chapter of the story if you read this story's series:...

The highway stretched like a fucking lifeline, my silver BMW E21 humming beneath me, the engine growling with every tap of my sneaker on the gas. I'd just come from an auction two hours out of the city, my wallet lighter but my hustle heavier after snagging a '70s Dodge Charger and a '90s Toyota MR2--both rough around the edges but screaming potential for a fat flip once I got my hands dirty. The sun was bleeding orange into the horizon, painting my pale ivory skin through the open window, my long, wavy hai...

The city was a fucking beast, all concrete veins and neon scars, pulsing with the kind of chaos I lived for. I leaned against my '80s Supra at the car meet, its white paint catching the sodium glow of streetlights on a sprawling lot near the river, where the air smelled of burnt rubber and cheap weed. My black short-sleeve button-up clung to my perky A-cup tits, tucked into high-waisted, light-washed jeans with rips at the left knee and right thigh, flashing my pale ivory skin. Nude high-heeled pumps gave m...

BECOMING ANGIE, Part One, by AndieT
Ahh, pure contentment. Here I am, sitting on the veranda of a Spanish taverna, gazing out across the Mediterranean Sea, my hand holding hers tenderly. Her's? Ah yes, that's Susan, my lovely partner. This is the anniversary of the day we first met. We've been together now for ten whole years and we love each other. And the sex life? Absolutely mind blowing. I'm sure I can still feel the cum inside me from earlier. So how did I get from my childhood years as a small boy ...

"Dude, come on, it's not a big deal. I won't tell anyone."
"I already told you Shawn I'm not doing it. Why does it have to be me anyways?"
"Tyler, you're the only one of our friends who would pass for a girl. To get into the party everyone must be entering with a guy and a girl. I'll even pay you $200 to do it or pay to fix your laptop."...

This is part four in 'The Ritual.' You can read parts one, two, and three for the build-up if you haven't done so.
Please note: this chapter contains intense scenes and depictions of graphic sexual acts.
Chapter Four: The Red Room
Creaking loud, the door swings inwards and the red light spills from the apartment confining it, intense and blinding as crimson bathes me in its raw heat....

It started like many crossdressers borrowing my clothes from mom. I was commuting to college at that time and sadly had no social life. My parents liked to go out on Saturday night. which gave me the opportunity to explore my fetish.
I had a huge nylon curiosity loving looking at girls in skirts and stockings. One night I went looking for mom's girdle and stockings in the laundry. Even putting the girdle on started giving me a hard on. When I put on the stockings my cock was as hard as a rock....

Hey guys. Sorry for the slightly late update.
Lol, JK, I know it's been months, and I am sorry for taking so long. I recently moved countries and jobs, so things have been hectic to say the least. Anyways, here's another instalment. I am going to try and update more often now that I am settled in. I was going to continue the slow burn story and build up; in fact, there was not supposed to be any sex in this chapter, but since it was so long since the previous update, I decided to kind of a speed things u...

Only human beings over the age of 18 years engage in any sort of sex in this wholly fictional story.
Thank you to LoganLee for his thorough, thoughtful editing.
A brief recap:
Part 1. Coby went to his step-uncle Andy for help with troubling thoughts he'd been having. They had an unexpectedly full afternoon of exploring, pushing boundaries, and having amazing sex....

CD cabin part two
I am enjoying my outside nude time, to me it's as fun as cross dressing. I have always laughed at the fact that I am a nudist and a cross dresser. I really find men's clothing boring, women have so many options, men have..... pants. But it is soon time to get cleaned up and dressed. I go inside and pick out a mini skirt and one of my blouses I brought. Instead of pantyhose I decide on thigh highs with my heels and I freshen up my makeup and comb out my wig. I did pick a sexier pair of p...

Author's note: This is intended to be a slow burn told over many parts that will be released regularly. The sexual elements will escalate as we progress. If you want something quicker, or more immediately graphic, then perhaps this isn't the story or series for you.
Chapter 1: Tyler Knox: Down to Nothing...

Chapter Thee -- History Repeats Itself
Cabin 121 Park Motor Lodge, Engadine NSW, Australia
The man approached the bed jiggling the handcuff keys, holding them in front of Sarah's face to taunt her. She had overheard the conversation between Salesi and the other two men and she knew that there was no salvation in those handcuff keys....

Just so we're clear: every character's 18+, consenting, and fully on board for this ride.
Sorry about 'Bent by Steele'. Chapter 2 and most of 3 are ready, but I had a blunder with Literotica that needs fixing.
So for now, here is something lighter.
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The old Sharks' house sat on the edge of town, perched atop a hill like a set piece from a Freddy Krueger film. It was stitched into the fabric of my childhood memories. The lair of the beast....

Please forgive me! This was overlooked in my publishing schedule. this story takes place after the pedicure party in "Sprite's Interlude" and before "Sprite's Preparation".
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My awareness arose, and the first thing I knew was that there was something around my penis. That usually wasn't new. Every morning for months I have woken up with the hard metal prison that I have become used to and that Sprite has grown to love....

Orla inserted her scuffed bronze-colored key into the lock, turned it, and opened the door. With its peeling light blue paint, it fortunately did nothing to betray the apartment's relative opulence.
It hadn't been like this when her and her grandmother, Kahri, first moved in. No, at that time, the place had been the dictionary definition of what the locals might call a "shithole," a term as unfamiliar to them as it was second nature to their new neighbors....

Part 1
Nerdy Terry becomes the lovely Teresa
Being raised by a single mother and two older sisters may or may not be a contributing factor to me being trans, but I feel like it may have had a little to do with it. Growing up I was completely exposed to everything from a woman's point of view. I didn't know any different, as I never had a male role model. So for me, being effeminate was the only way I knew how to act....

The bedroom was decorated in so many different shades of pink, it was clearly a perfect room made for a sissy. I stood just inside the room by the door, taking it all in, as Sissy Jane walked over to the queen-sized bed, which was made with up with a baby pink duvet, baby pink pillows and around the bottom of the bed was a frilly pastel pink valance, laying on top of the bed were many pretty pink scatter cushions. Each side of the bed were light pink bedside tables, with pretty pink lamps on each one....

Frank and Sondra are both apprehensive about meeting his mother because Frank has an experience from his past that is the reason why he is with Sondra. Sondra is apprehensive because at some time his mother, Selena, will have to know she is different.
It was a long drive, and they mostly were in silence, thinking about what they will do when they get there. As they got closer, Sondra noticed a difference in the neighborhood; the houses were older, but they were huge and well-kept. As they drove up the dr...

October already! I'm on the bus home from my Tuesday milking. On my feet are my spike heel, dove grey ankle boots. The hem of my pink and red wide horizontal striped short sleeve mini dress is a good four inches above my knees. And it's cold enough to wear my brown suede bomber jacket with the shoulder width wolf fur collar and matching fur cuffs....

I was now refreshed after having cleaned up and my new friend looked at me like a proud father. No one would have known that an hour earlier I had submitted to being fucked by someone who was a total stranger to me. He was just some random stranger that my friend had found.
After admiring me for a while, he approaches me then asks me to turn around. I obey. He stands behind me and softly runs his hand up and down my stockinged thigh. For a moment his fingertips venture towards my upper inner thigh until ...

Bratch and the unfortunate transformation
Chapter One: ???? In Which Bratch Makes Everything Worse (Again)
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a young wizard in possession of a troublesome spell must be in want of a closet to perform it in.
In Bratch Thimbleglen's case, the "closet" was in fact a dusty, half-forgotten summoning chamber at the top of the west spire of Flimpwick College for the Arcane Arts....

(All characters are 18+. This is fantasy and not a real depiction of any person. This is a trans girl x femboy story, so if you're not interested, click away! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it.)
"Aw c'mon just this once?"
"You know how I feel about that many people!"
"Yeah I know, but this party is different, trust me people aren't going to be assholes."...

The Apocalypse happened 50 years ago. Well, they call it that. I don't know how good people had it before, but this isn't so bad. Well... for me it is. But let's not rush it.
A new kind of bomb was created. Less like a "boom", more like toxins that would ruin crops, change the bodies of humans and animals. All that crap. They didn't expect some of us to be resistant to its effects, so we hit back....

Last chapter for now. I will write a sequel to this whole series sometime in the future. This was originally supposed to be just one story, but it ended up being way longer than I originally intended because I loved writing it so much. So yeah. Glad so many of you liked it too. I won't tell y'all to hold your breath, but know that one day there will be more BlackAndBig!...

The air buzzed, electric and heavy, as Praveen's hands gripped my hips, fingers sinking into the navy dress like he'd never let go. My lips stung from our kiss--wet, desperate, pink lipstick smearing across his jaw, a mark I hadn't meant to leave. I clung to him, nails catching in his blazer, my body molded to his, feeling the hard press of him through his jeans. The extensions danced against my cheeks, silky waves framing the storm in my head. What's happening to me? My thighs tensed, a low heat stirring, ...

I literally can't stop shaking. I can't believe I just watched myself in a porn video. And like, on a legit website. Even though I just shut my laptop closed, I'm finding it so hard to not open back up. Do I regret it? LIke not at all. I had the best fucking time shooting that thing. I keep playing it over and over again in my head. Even four months later. Whatever happened to that guy anyway? I should really reach out and see if the producers can give me his number, I didn't have a chance to get it. Anyway...