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Ever since I was introduced to Marla, my little shemale slut, I've been a hopelessly panty wearing sissy dressing cock sucking cum drinking slut. But I still long for sweet hot wet pussy from time to time.
I've always like to run to keep myself in shape. I'm also a bit of an exabitionist and enjoy showing off my pretty panties. So to kill two birds with one stone, I usually run wearing either white nylon tight running shorts, or light weight cotton so my panties shine through.
One late afternoon down by the lake I seen a little convertible sports car with a couple girls, looked like f... Continue»
It was nice to meet my new freind littleLi. I met her at the library at college one day and was immedietly attracted to her. Her long dark hair and big brown eyes, with a lovely sweet smile. She was wairing a little cropped T shirt with a hello kitty picture on it, showing off her smooth honey coloured tummy, cut off denim shorts, white frilly ankle socks and black patent pumps. I thought to myself, only an asian girl could wair little frilly laced ankle socks and mary janes and get away with it! I had known for ages i was bi, so i was not suprised that this fanatastic girl standing in fron of... Continue»
I had no idea it was a dream. It was so real that I was sure it was happening. Let me tell you about it...
I was running through a sort of desert land. I had on a black tank top and jeans shorts with ripped tights under. It was right before the sun set so the sky was a mix of orange, pink and purple. I was running towards something, I'm not sure what though. Maybe shelter? I was sweating and there was bl**d on my shirt. I heard people chasing me but I was too focussed on what was in front of me. There was a shack. If I could just get to that I'd be safe, I thought. Doing my best t... Continue»
Well,that was fun.
The instant the hotel room door closed, you were stripping off your clothes and headed for the bathroom to bathe and shave. I tossed your clothes into a drawer and sat down with a beer to relax, already picturing the evening in my mind, enjoying the thought of your naked body quivering under my control.
You finished your bath in record time, emerging from the bathroom all clean-shaven, your erect cock bouncing in front of you. I grabbed my personal bag and walked past you into the bathroom, making it a point to basically ignore you.
Luxuriating in the bath, I knew you... Continue»
“Honey, I want to try something different tonight.”
“Ummm, ok. What did you have in mind?” Chuck really wasn’t sure what Kathy was thinking when she said “something different.” They were just watching some tv when she brought it up. Maybe she wanted to watch a different show. Chuck was reaching for the remote when she stood up.
“Oh I don’t mean anything on television. I mean I want to try something different with you.”
He was a little surprised to realize that Kathy seemed to be talking about sex. She was never usually the one to initiate things. “Well that sounds even better, babe. T... Continue»
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Hi my dear Iss readers I am a regular reader of ISS .This is my first story. Hope you like it. This is a real incident that happened in my life . And the best one. Let me introduce myself and my aunt(uncle's wife). I am an average guy with average sized dick. I am 18 year... Continue»
We all have those hidden desires, those unfullfiled sexual fantasies.....Would you let losse your inhabitions if you knew no one would ever know?
Karen had just received a text from her friend saying that her train had broken down and she wasn’t going to be able to meet for a drink
If she had received the text five minutes earlier she could have saved herself the £7.00 she’d handed over to the barman who had just served her a large glass of wine. Although he was quite fit and it was a very nice glass of Sauvignon Blanc, her favourite
She thought she may as ... Continue»
Kinky was dressed for play, but today she would be the one giving out the punishment.
She had a submissive male friend coming round who wanted her to dominate him.
She was dressed in her black leather corset, black under ware and stockings with her long black boots.
She had got some toys and a whip ready but she had also told him to bring some large anal toys..
There was a knock at the door and she let him in. Kinky told him to get undressed and come into the bathroom. He naked slave stood in front of her and she slipped some black latex gloves on.
Now slave I'm putting gloves on as I don... Continue»
The ride home from his place was a turn on , all the way home on the Go train his cum was running out of my asshole and soaking the panties I had on , I couldn't wait for tomorrow . The next day on the way to work I hit one of the porn shops on Church street in the gay area of the city which I worked in . It was in the bottom of the building and had private viewing booths in the back where you put in a quarter and choose what to watch. I had been there many times and guys would hang outside the booths looking for a invitation to come in , all you had to do was leave the door ajar.I never had o... Continue»
I got up for wrok the next day, and called Della to hear what arrangements she made to get her car repaired. She answered on the first ring, and said, "I called the mechanic, but I have the keys in my purse, so he can't unlock it...now that was dumb," I laughed and told her I would pick her up and we could meet the tow truck at her car. "Oh...thanks," she said, "I'll be ready."
I arrived at her house about thirty minutes later, and she was ready to go. She looked as attractive as the night before, and was wearing a green loose-fitting sundress with a top which couldn't quite conceal her bus... Continue»
It was like any other Monday morning as I rolled out of bed, showered and got dressed for school. My mother as usual had already left for work and I entered the kitchen for my morning ritual of caffeine and nicotine. I poured the freshly made coffee into my favourite mug and then sat down at the kitchen table and opened the packet of Marlboro Menthol cigarettes she had left behind. Then my usual Monday morning changed, and I would never be the same again.
Any smoker will tell you that when they open a packet of cigarettes and find it empty, they can quickly become very irritable, especially... Continue»
I was in a foul mood.
I wasn’t dressed for running errands. In my opinion you
don’t run errands in black nylons, a long, black, stretchy
skirt and an oversized white tunic shirt knotted at hip
level. It helped that I wore white tennis shoes, but I still
felt overdressed. I also hate skirts, not to mention nylons.
This pair’s suspender-style; technically, crotchless. And
they’re about a size too small. I’m full figured so this
causes my legs to bulge over the top edge slightly. It was a
detail that didn’t matter when we were home or when I
wore pants. It became critical walking around... Continue»
‘Of course men see sex everywhere.’
‘That’s because there’s sex in everything.’
‘No way. It’s just ’cos you’re a man.’
‘It’s true, it’s a primal urge, you can’t get away from
it.’ Joe drained his glass and refilled us both. We were
having another one of our Sunday evening pub
conversations. They could be about anything: Saddam
Hussein; whether God is a woman, but we usually got
round to sex at some point.
‘That’s rubbish. There are some things in life which
just aren’t sexy.’ I tasted the sharp alcohol on my tongue
giving myself time to get my argument honed.
‘Like things ... Continue»
As Demi moved towards the innocuous black-painted
double doors, Patricia’s words echoed in her mind.
‘Honestly, Dem, it’s an experience that’s out of this
world. It’s the closest you can get to heaven without
actually having sex. What have you got to lose?’
Nothing, Demi supposed, hesitating outside the doors.
Nothing whatsoever. She could certainly do with some
heaven in her life, particularly of the erotic variety. But
now she was actually here, her courage was failing her.
She hadn’t taken her clothes off in front of a man for a
very long time – particularly not a strange man. Eve... Continue»
It’s Friday evening and as I load the dishwasher I try not
to think how weary I am feeling. Sam has had a busy day
too, I’ve heard about it over dinner, his unreliable office
staff and how the majority are taking time off due to
‘Stress!’ he exclaims, they’ve never done a day’s work
in their lives, how can they have stress?’
I turn the dial, it clicks and I hear the whoosh of water
beginning to fill the dishwasher. It’s a signal to Sam; he
will appear in the doorway and wink at me. I know this
because it’s Friday and for the greater part of our married
life we always have ... Continue»
‘What do you remember?’
She shook underneath me, looking up with those crystal
eyes. The uncertainty in them warred with sheer whorish
need. My hand shot forward, startled her, yanked her hair
with one deft jerk. Her mouth fell open. She panted. She
always panted when I did that.
‘I asked you a question.’
She took a breath. Swallowed. Tried to rein it in. My
cock jumped in my pants when she licked her lips. I could
read her mind, but I wanted her to tell me.
I shook her by the hair, threw her like a rag doll. She
yelped. Her nails dug into my thighs until I slapped her
hands away. ... Continue»
I’d never been one to believe that sex was necessarily
better with people you were in love with.
Sure, the idea was nice, and there was a little bit of the
hopeful romantic even in me that hoped it was true. But I
was also practical enough to know that you could have
mind-blowing sex with people you weren’t madly in love
with, or people you didn’t even like that much.
Great sex doesn’t have to make sense.
But I couldn’t understand why, when I finally found
someone I liked beyond breakfast, the sex wasn’t
knocking my socks off.
It wasn’t fair.
He was just a little vanilla for my tas... Continue»
He’d met her at a dinner party, one of those half-business,
half-pleasure things for the university that had filled too
much of his time that summer. The night was hot and
Midwest muggy, but for some reason they’d been led
outside for after-dinner drinks in the bugs and the
flickering light of the citronella torches. He first noticed
her then, pretty, tall but rounded with light brown hair and
hard green eyes, and he had watched her as she leaned
alone against a column on the shadowed patio while his
friends chattered around him about movies and health
clubs, watched until she had fi... Continue»
When I was in my mid teens I felt a sudden urge to do
some reading and give myself an education. For want of a
personal guide, I took the advice of the wise people at
Penguin. If the book had a black spine (classics) or a grey
spine (modern classics) then it must at least be worthy of
my consideration. Orange spines were risky. They might
be second-rate, frivolous even, and I wanted serious
After Kafka, Flaubert and Plato I felt obliged to wade
into the Russians. I don’t think I ever finished one and
after all these years I only remember how long it took
carriages to get ou... Continue»
I am probably going to ramble so please forgive me as i am not used to this kind of thing!
I have known my master for many years but we lost touch for a long time and never knew each other as anything but friends. Quite how i became his sub is unclear, i have never been a sub or that way inclined before and Master has never been one before. It just kind of happened.
We had messaged each other a fair bit and master became flirty. I resisted as I am married but I have an appitite for sex that couldnt hold back for long and pretty soon we were having many sexy chats. Just something ... Continue»