It's the feel, I think, more than the appearance. Yes I'm interested in how they look, but I am more interested in the touch. Sure, the cut, the style, how much is covered and how much is revealed are important, but nowhere near as much as the sensations I receive. I get so aroused by simply holding the garment in my hands that sometimes it's nearly impossib...
It was torture, holding her in his arms and not being able to touch her the way that he so longed to, but Tristan LaRue knew that the moment he landed in their backyard he would be able to do the things that every fiber of his being was begging to be allowed to do, his powerful wings thrusting them through the air as he looked down at her. Katherine Hernande...
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Since I was younger I've enjoyed tight constraints. Tucked up tightly. Tight clothing. I particularly enjoy the tightness of rubber or leather clothing, its part of me, whether it's just wearing them out under my clothes for my own secret pleasure, or wearing them 'out out' and enjoying the pleasure of people, men and women, lusting over my tightly encased b...
"We have a surprise for you on Saturday." That statement has been running thru my head for 3 days now since they said it. My friends know that I love to try new things, push my limits, and that I trust them totally. They also know I am like a little kid when it comes to surprises. "We have a surprise for you on Saturday." How am I supposed to sleep? I am get...
3. To Be With You Even though the weather was still warm, the days were growing shorter and it was only a matter of time before the weather turned completely. None of that mattered to Mary though because Mr. Scott had notified her aunt's house had sold. In the beginning Mary hadn't been certain if she should stay, now the thought of going back seemed wrong...
Unable to tell Joelle that her sacrifice had been in vain and that Barbas had tricked them both, Lucien had fled the house under the cover of night in search of aid. In a final act of desperation, he sought the succor of a councilman. But all of his efforts were for naught and after days of fruitless searching, he had returned home. This had been yet another...
Donovan It's late evening. I'm sitting on the sofa absent-mindedly watching TV. I'm donning my sleek, black prosthetic leg and wearing a black graphic tee and pair of joggers. I'm watching some kind of horror movie to pass the time and keep me distracted from any nervousness. I've been speaking to Katiya for about 3 months online, after meeting her on a dat...
"Next Thursday at two o'clock will be perfect...Thank you so much, I will see you then," I said as I hung up the phone and leaned over to put it back on the nightstand. I looked down at my husband who was still dutifully lapping away at my pussy and smiled. "You gave me a nice cum before the phone rang, slave," I said as I pulled up a bit. "What I want to k...
She moved into the new apartment in the morning and waited for her roommate to arrive. They had never met, and spoken only twice on the phone. Still, Tammy had hopes for the best. This was a big step for her. After three years in the city, she was taking a plunge and moving in with a total stranger. There was something mysterious about it; it was a real adv...