My Aunt Cathy had fascinated me all my like and I had only just turned seventeen. She was single and worked in a ladies department store selling women's clothing and lingerie. Cathy was in her early forties but looked like she was in her thirties. She is petite - 5' 3" and a little over 100 lbs. She had a nice figure and beautiful legs and feet which is wha...
My name is James Marshall. I grew up in Chicago on the south side. A pretty rough part of town full of gangs and violence. To keep me out of all that, my mom insisted I work hard through school. It worked since now at 18 I had been accepted into a special college in San Francisco, the SFC school for gifted writers. I was excited and so was my mom. She said s...
Life is too short to go through it stupid and careless. I guess that you can be either one thing or the other and you will not inflict too much damage on yourself, but the combination of the two can prove tragic. For instance, if you are going to raid your aunt’s underwear hamper on a holiday visit – stupid – you should not leave the door to the bathroom u...
"Wait." I stiffened immediately. The credits were just rolling on the zombie flick we'd been watching. I patted her calf to get her feet off my lap, and told her I had to pee. She slid her bare foot up to my crotch and pressed in, replying in her seductive and stern voice. She knows how to get my attention. She wiggled her toes under my balls, then rocked...
Time flies when you’re having fun. The second semester at college flew by quickly, and before I knew it spring had passed and summer had arrived. Already two years down and two left to go; halfway to go to the real world. Between school, holding down a part-time job, and building a relationship with my girlfriend there didn’t seem to be enough hours in th...
Linda and I dated for about five years after that first time but it was always a little bit strange because it was on the down low. Linda did not want people at work knowing about us. After that we had gone our separate ways. I had moved to Phoenix and coincidentally so had Linda. We were both dating other people but we would still get together for the occ...
Why do they commonly and generally refer to the singular of panty in the plural, as in panties? That always struck me as odd. Yet, now that I am so accustomed to writing panties instead of panty, when I write panty, it just does not sound correct. I end up changing it back to panties. This story is about the only fetish that I think that I have and that bei...
In the several weeks following my interview with my aunt Sherrie and her sisters, Patti and Bambi, things sort of went into cruise control. I was entrenched in studies during my sophomore year in college, and I was also busy with an after hours job to help pay my way. To all outward appearances I was a typical college student just trying his hardest to earn...
Chapter 1 Joan was going to spend a few weeks with her aunt and uncle at their summer home in a remote area of south central Missouri. It was the summer between her Junior and Senior years at the University of Missouri in Columbia. She had turned twenty one earlier that spring. Her Aunt Susan was in her early-forties and along with her Uncle Mike ran a ver...
I remember it as if it was yesterday but in fact it was 1958 and I had just turned eighteen. I had been sent up to the Scottish highlands, by my parents, to stay with my aunt Annie and her identical twin daughters Megan and Morag. My cousins, who were also eighteen, met me from the train at Glen Gussie station. As the steam cleared from the platform I made o...