A Note For My Readers, This story is pure fabrication of my fucked up mind, written on my equally, if not more so, fucked up Dell laptop. Now, my usual type writing style isn't that of a "quicky" to get you to cum as quick as possible. I try to involve a bit of depth and actually have as much of a story/plot as the sex involved. In fact this part doesn't h...
This was exactly how it went. If you believe it or not, it's up to you. Some of the sentences said might not be exact due to memory failing me, but the story is real, and is told as vividly as I can remember it. ***** I was born and raised in an average sized city, I lived and studied there until I was 18. I moved out for college, from which I later droppe...
Only once we were in limo and on our way, did I notice that my wife had brought along a little PVC backpack. I was curious to learn what was in it, but she advised that I need to be patient and it will be well worth the wait. My wife also whispered in my ear that seeing me dressed up like a latex slut that had got her extremely turned on and that combined w...
Only once we were in limo and on our way, did I notice that my wife had brought along a little PVC backpack. I was curious to learn what was in it, but she advised that I need to be patient and it will be well worth the wait. My wife also whispered in my ear that seeing me dressed up like a latex slut that had got her extremely turned on and that combined w...
It was a long time before the whole story came out. The story, oft-clad in rumour and half-truth, of a minor disaster on a little-known stage. It was a story that became a cause célèbre for the proponents of Health & Safety. It is true that Questions Were Asked about the curious earth tremor. It is true that the dancer, Michael Michaelov (whom I knew as Mi...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 11 -- What a difference a year makes. When we first met and told each other of how we had acquired our shared fetish for plimsolls we discovered that a common item in our stories was a white tennis dress: Bryony's in my case and Lucinda's in Emma's. So we agreed that on our first anniversary we wo...
[You can find my other stories under my original user name 130260] Lorna finished tying the lace of her brand new white plimsoll and lovingly stroked the smooth and gleaming white canvas with the lightest touch of her perfectly manicured fingertips. Until Steve had turned her on to the very special pleasure of wearing white plimsolls with white ankle socks,...
Monday thru Thursday. The week had passed with what was becoming normal. Morning wake up blowjobs then off to work. Joan had started working part time 10:30 to 2 Pm, which left her time to play the good slave. Make all the meals and keeping house. We slowed down the sex and bondage a bit after the intense weekend we had. We made the decision to name the cat...
The next day thoughts of Corinne littered Noel's mind. Who was this girl, he thought to himself. At a glance he thought her knew exactly what she entailed. Though what happened in the parking lot, proved to be much different. Corinne was like a two way mirror, only one aspect of her shown clearly. The other, hidden in the shadows—but ultimately still there....
Chapter 1 'For crying out loud you stupid girl! Can you not get anything right? All I asked for was a simple dictation & you can't even do that right can you!' she shrieked. 'I'm sorry Ms Harris. Truly I am. Can we start again?' Lydia replied. 'No. No we cannot. I'll type it myself. Now get out. Get out this instance before I sack your arse for being tota...