Susan loves to expose her naked breasts to men so long as it appears accidental. The mall is Susan's favorite place to flash her body and being that there aren't very many women's dressing rooms left that have curtains instead of doors, Susan was a frequent shopper of Helen's Dress Shop. She wasn't the only one who knew that this dress shop had curtains ins...
Marie and Nancy had arranged to take several days off from work after being fitted with their corsets. This was to allow for Mary's suggested settling in period. Mary had said that wearing the new leather continuously for 36 hours would improve its long term fit. Marie suspected the real purpose was psychological. It was to play with the wearer's mind so she...
As they'd agreed the prior evening Bill arrived at Sue's apartment at noon on Saturday. This was going to be their first of many routine milkings. As he waited for her to answer the door Bill smiled at his incredible fortune. He'd met and established the start of a romantic relationship with an intelligent attractive and very busty woman. On the prior eveni...
So one evening while watching TV, she was sitting there sifting through catalogs and mailers. As she tossed another one on the floor she asked "Have you noticed how many sales there are on lingerie at the different stores right now?" Trying to be oblivious, I said "Not really, they always seem to have sales." But I said to myself, heck, I've noticed all my...
I Love My Breasts! Yes, that's what I said. "I love my breasts! Boobs! Knocker! Honkers! Fun Bags! Tatas! Tits!" It all started many, many years ago. I loved stealing glances of my father's Penthouse and Playboy collection. I could barely wait for my parents to leave so I could sneak a copy back to my room, lay naked on my bed and beat one out. I had to ta...
My name is Britta. I am a 40 year old widow. This is the story of how I came back to my sex life, which raises the question of why would I ever write about my sex life and let the world read about it. The answer is simple. It turns me on to think there are men or women actually reading this and masturbating. It's like they are all cumming because of me. I fi...
"You see, they used to have things called Laundromats," Two said. "Laundromats?" "Yeah, womens would come and wash their clothes, their shirts, their pants, their skirts and yeah, they'd also wash other things. Soft things... bras and mmm, panties." "Bras and panties too?" "Exactly," Two replied. "Yeah, all you had to do was watch, be quick and you could...
Arriving home from Chicago, Jack wasted no time in arranging our new schedule to bring in my milk. We were both incredibly turned on by the idea, and had shopped in Chicago for nursing bras and other clothing that would enhance my new condition as Jack's contented milk cow. The Medela breast pump awaited us; after much research, Jack had ordered the top of t...
My name’s Sam but you can call me Samantha, that’s what my mom calls me. When I ask her why she says because she loves me like I’m her little princess, regardless of me being a guy... Well the most manly thing about me is my penis and that’s not that big. I was born with a severe case of Kleinfelter's syndrome meaning I have very pronounced female features....
First off let me just say that I'm going to skip over a lot of details in this story. It's not that I'm lazy but the fact of the matter is that this is a very long and complicated story and if I were to write it all out this would be a novel instead of a short story. Besides which a lot of the details that are vital to the story are incredibly boring and tec...