When I opened the door, the first thing that hit me was the blaring sound of rock music. Even as I shook my head, my lips turned up in a big smile. That music could mean only one thing. Sharon, my young daughter, had come to pay me a visit. Sharon was my only daughter. She had left for college two years ago. I only got to see her when she graced me with a rare visit. She had been very bitter after the divorce and had stayed with my ex. Since she had a key, she would let herself in and make herself comfortable whenever she came by. If it was in the evening or weekend, she would at least call to... Continue»
Valerie Nicholls had found her motivation to work out regularly. His name was Connor, and he owned the gym that was incongruously tucked away behind an upscale European furniture store in what most people probably assumed was an area of tony shops and places where you paid four dollars for a small pastry that was wrapped up for you to take away in a small box tied with a ribbon.
At forty-two, Valerie had been divorced for six years and was content enough with her situation not to settle for less than what she wanted and needed in a mate. As long as her life included men---a variety---for go... Continue»
"Yes, I am checking in," I said, putting my credit card on the desk. The woman behind the desk took the card and looked at the name. She was about 5 feet 10 inches tall with dark black hair and brown eyes. Her skin was beautifully tanned and her lips were painted a reddish-brown colour. As she looked at the card I watched the long dark lashes on her lids closely slowly over her huge, sparkling eyes. She slowly opened her eyes again, and reached for a box of cardboard cards sitting off beside her computer.
"Yes, Mr. James. I have your reservation here," her voice was low and gravely. She sou... Continue»
I work at a large restaurant chain in their construction division. I spend my time co-ordinating the construction and remodelling of the stores in our chain. Part of my job includes travelling to locations where restaurants are being built, and ensuring that nothing goes wrong.
I was recently in another town, and on my first night in town I hooked up with Chantal, the woman who worked behind the counter. She was an aspiring architect, and so we discussed the construction industry at length over dinner. After dinner, we went back to my hotel, and after some very hot and heavy foreplay, she p... Continue»
I reach the door to my favourite club, I need to relax.
It's no ordinary club, no it's a fetish club and not just any fetish club. This one has show's where some guy is bound and abused in front of an audience. I really enjoy the shows and sometimes take part abusing some willing young guy for the pleasure of the audience.
I enter and show them my membership card, I pay a small entrance charge and then I check in my large winter overcoat. It's warm in here as opposed the the harsh winter chill outside. There is a mirror in the foyer and I check myself out. I'm 52, around 5'9" and going s... Continue»
It all started a few weeks ago while I sat in a bar after a long day of searching through the want ads.
"How's it going?" said the clean headed muscle man who sat down next to me.
"Not the best," I said, looking up from the paper. "I've been slogging around town all morning, looking for a job."
"No luck?" he asked, looking me over with ice-blue eyes.
"Not really," I said.
"Well," he said, motioning the bartender, "maybe I can take some of the sting out of that for you. Two more here, Ben."
I smiled and raised my glass, "Thanks."
"Anything to help a struggling young man," h... Continue»
I was in a good mood when I walked through the front door because I had finished work early for the first time in ages. I was going out for a meal with Steve, my husband to celebrate his promotion to district manager. I had been planning this evening in my head for weeks, deciding what to wear and how and when to give Tom his present. I took a bath and got ready for our evening out. I had bought him a rather expensive watch for when he got promoted but somehow I thought of a far more interesting gift.
You see, I recently discovered my husband's fetish for women's panties. I first began expl... Continue»
It was Friday night and my wife had just left on a weekend business trip. I helped her pack all of her bags, she always packs too many suitcases, and waved goodbye from our front door as she drove away. I love when she takes these frequent trips because it provides me plenty of time to indulge my darkest passions and desires, desires that can only be fulfilled alone in the privacy of my own home. This night would be special however, because the day before I had gone to the local adult video store and made some expensive purchases that would ensure an explosive and heart-pounding night of ecsta... Continue»
Thirty eight years old but she felt like she was fifty, Rose Blaine thought as she looked out the front window of her nondescript house. The house was as bland as her life, as plain as she was.
Rose had been married for s*******n years to Henry, a long haul trucker who was frequently gone for weeks at a time, not that it was much better when he was home. No k**s yet, not that they hadn't tried real hard in the beginning, but they certainly had been trying a whole lot less as the years passed. Their marriage had survived one (that Rose knew of) infidelty of Henry's and they had since settled... Continue»
Erik and Beth sat together, watching the scene unfold on the TV in front of them. They’d been married for 2 years, and had started watching hardcore porn together about a month before to jazz up their sex lives a bit.
There were two men and a woman having sex, and Beth was mesmerized. They had seen this in several other movies, but in this one the men were bi-sexual. They alternated between fucking the woman, and sucking on each other’s cocks.
Beth asked, “What do you think of that honey? You don’t see that everyday.”
“And I don’t want to see that everyday, it didn’t say anything abou... Continue»
As she stood in her bathroom she could almost still feel his presence. Joan would know just were to look as she focused on the row of stockings that were laid out hanging on one of her bathroom towel rods. Several of her nylons were always in different stages of the hang to dry process. At first glance she didn't notice anything out of place, as always her stockings were placed perfectly in pair order, with her brown/beige stockings placed apart from her darker black/gray stockings.
That's when she spotted his mistake. There, on one of the stocking welts of the jet-black stocking was a shin... Continue»
We are a very sexual couple but I felt as if we were both holding back our deepest, darkest desires from each other.
We would tease each other through out the day by texting while he was at work, I would leave a pair of panties in the pocket of his work pants for him to sniff when ever he desired. Just little sexual teases to tell each other "Look what you have to look forward to tonight!"
One afternoon while he was at work, I was reading fetish stories online and came across one that involved watersports. Now I have thought about it from time to time, but this particular story had my pu... Continue»
From the moment I read her ad on the message board I was hooked. Here was a woman who loved the thing I loved most. "GS" or Golden Showers for all not so educated. As I felt myself grow hard from just reading her words, I knew I had to contact her. I sat at my desk and the words on the screen blurred. I was transported back to my first time. I had met June in a bar that I frequented. It didn't matter to me that she was older than I was. In fact, that was part of her attraction. She sat alone in the corner, where I had seen her a few times.
She never seemed to be with anyone. I knew what she... Continue»
When I was young, I knew I was different then the other boys in my neighborhood. Though I participated in their activities, I felt out of place, kind of like I didn't really belong. Often, I would make up excuses to get away and be on my own.
At the onset of puberty, I became really confused. While the boys seemed to be only interested in the girls, I found an equal attraction to both sexes. This fact really put me on the outside, since at that time there was nowhere to turn for help or advice.
My self-being really changed when I took a sitting job after school and on weekends at sixteen... Continue»
He's wearing his favorite outfit. A nylon/spandex blended thong that encased his fullness, shaved and smooth in a delightful caress. A bustier girdle with four straps (he wanted six but the cost was exponentially increased for those two extra straps), and wolford thigh high stockings, his legs and bottom were completely shaved...he was delighted with how feminine he felt, he put her panties over his head. Acetate, full-bottomed, high-cut vanity fairs that bore her scent. His whole outfit was virgin white. He switched on yahoo messenger and put out the open invite.
It takes a while sometimes... Continue»
I had been staying in the beach house for a few weeks without meeting any of my neighbors. So when the mailman mistakenly left me a package for Donna and Sarah, the girls next door, I decided to do them a favor and take it over. I heard giggling from the other side of the gate, so I pushed it open a little to say hello. What I saw made me forget all about the little introduction I had prepared.
Sarah and Donna were sitting on lounge chairs, totally engrossed in each other under the blazing sun. They were smoothing suntan lotion into each other's sweat-slick skin. They had both lost their bi... Continue»
Another month passed since Steve got his promotion and we had any time away from the k**s. That previous night alone was another memorable one in which I bought him a nice black pair of thigh highs and a black lacy garter belt that matched his black satin bikini panties. He was so aroused he came in his panties as I rubbed his crotch on the drive home from dinner. The rest of the night was memorable as well because Steve had described different panties and pieces of lingerie that he had fantasized about wearing for me in the bedroom. It was now Thursday afternoon and we were getting on a fligh... Continue»
I already have a raging hard on, and it is only 9pm. I have my clothes for the evening laid out on the bed before me, and my cock, balls and ass are newly shaved. I have decided to wear all black tonight: black lacy panties, bra and suspender belt, sheer black stockings, and a tight black dress that hugs my thighs and ass nicely. On my feet I will wear a pair of black, thin strapped three inch heels.
I shake with excitement as I pull on the panties. The tight fitting underwear protrudes like an obscene tent as my erection fills their lacy fabric. I carefully roll on the thigh-high stockings... Continue»
Like most guys, I turned to the internet to satisfy my urges. For as long as I could remember I had fantasized about being f***ed to serve a dominant man, suck his cock, be degraded and humiliated; basically I wanted to be treated like nothing more than a cum slut used for a real mans pleasure. Recently I had found a site that allowed you to post ads searching for other guys who were into the same thing I was into. I posted an ad saying that I was a younger (26) submissive guy looking to be dominated by a larger, older man. I also added that I was about 5'9, 160 pounds and smooth. I did not ad... Continue»
She put the phone down, a sunburst smile on her face. "Just what I need," she said to no one in particular since no one was there. Her daughter, Brenda, had opened the conversation with "Mum, I want to ask you a big favour." The substance of the favour was, that Brenda's husband, Jamie, had been asked by his company to go up north to get a new factory they had just built, up and running. Jamie was the company troubleshooter, and he was told that if he cared to take his f****y with him, suitable accommodation would be provided.
The problem was that while they could take their daughter, Carol... Continue»