Belt Stories

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Panty Moments

by london_james2010 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

How I become a wearer of women's underwear and love it. * It was the third or fourth time I had found myself doing it. Well that is not quite true, as I had done it years ago when I was a kid. I am talking now about doing it as an adult. As a forty five year old married man, a near middle-aged successful businessman who has been married for twenty years. I...

Erin Ch. 01

by DMaster_14 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Jerry sat in the straight backed chair completely immobilized and watched as his boarder, Erin, worked through her Tai Chi movements on the pool deck in the back yard. Her lithe and sensual figure moved gracefully from one combination to the next. Her torso covered only barely by the white dance skin she wore. At 19 she was tall at 5' 5", 118 lbs, had black...

Finding A New Purpose Ch. 01

by RavagedDesires on Sep 14, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

** Note: This is purely fictional. All characters are fictional, as are any actions performed by them. ** It had all started when I had lost some stupid bet over a video game. "Loser has to jerk the winner off," my friend Mike said jokingly while warming his trigger finger up on his controller. "Ha, funny." During the game I tried staying focused on beat...

Nick and Me

by tericd on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Just a quick note for the readers. It took me some effort, but I got Cindy to write her account of her first date with Nick. This is her version of how the evening went from her perspective. I had a very good time when I read this for the first time. She did refer to my story from time to time so she wouldn't miss anuything. I don't really know where to beg...

Her Brilliant Career

by Flaouterakh on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Francesca wiped the smeared makeup from her face, poured herself another double brandy from the mini-bar, collapsed back onto the crisp white sheets of the hotel bed, still in her burgundy silk lingerie, and started to cry again. Just twenty-four hours ago she had had everything: a lovely home, a wonderful husband and the beginnings of a glittering career wi...

I Bet It Could Pt. 03

by kdanielotis on Mar 25, 2019
Loving Wives

WARNING: You might not be the right audience for this story. I originally wrote this to share only with my wife, however I thought maybe someone else would appreciate the very slow approach that she and I are taking to exploring this fantasy. If you're looking for some immediate, hot sex scenes you'll be disappointed. There is some sex, especially in Part 3...

Rain Down on Me

by bigdaddysmooth on Apr 14, 2020
Interracial Love

Laura was anxious. She had a feeling today was the day. After a dozen amazing dates, hours of phone conversations every day that stimulated her mind and her body, and months of sending back and forth flirty and cute text messages, Laura wanted him...she wanted his sweat, his taste, his saliva, his breathe...she wanted his cock. Nat was on his way to pick L...

Control

by FoxTied on Apr 22, 2020
BDSM

The strap was black, nylon strong, yet soft like a seat-belt. Half as wide and only a few inches long. Lined with Velcro and housing a d-shaped ring of chrome at one end. I'd found it in the second bedroom. A milk crate with assorted exercise accessories had been left out on the floor. I knew he'd been rehabilitating his shoulder. Dislocated and torn, it...

Annual Conference

by nochoiceleft on Mar 18, 2020
Anal

I normally enjoy attending business symposiums. There are only a couple conferences each year but this is my favorites that I do every year. It is held in Monterey, California in a nice hotel/conference center. Great site, interesting topics, excellent restaurants in the area, and sometimes I get lucky. We're here for the whole week and are just getting star...

HardCoreJaz Interviews No. 01

by pink_silk_glove on Apr 1, 2020
Erotic Couplings

This story was adapted from a chat play between myself and Mark_44. The noise of the club is dulled outside the little back room as the bar fills the orders for last call. The walls are tagged with graffiti and gig posters. I walk in, all five-foot-three of me, with a wide grin and my phone in one hand and a bottle of Stella in the other. My skin is light b...