This is an account of a very interesting relationship I had with a panty freak. I suppose I should describe myself. I am 34 years old, married with no kids. I have shorter blonde hair that I keep flared out on the sides a bit. I am 5-3 and am of average weight. (don't expect a girl to tell). I am certainly no supermodel but then I seem to get enough guys h...
Kelly and I had become closer after our first night of enjoyment. The first time we saw each other was the next weekend at the bar. We sat and talked about things and we talked about our night full of passion when were alone at the table. It is both exhilarating and nerve racking trying to be close to someone else's wife in the brightly lit bar with her spo...
I strip you of your clothes, tossing them into a pile on the floor. You do the same to me. I kiss you passionately and guide you to the bed. With a playful shove, I throw you down on your back. You growl seductively as I throw you. Climbing onto the bed, I stretch your arms out on each side. Reaching over you I pick up the end of a silken cord. A playful sm...
You’re sitting at your desk. You’ve just got back from getting a drink and you don’t notice me. I’ve snuck in under your desk. Your short skirt gives me nice view of your panties. I can clearly see the outline of your pussy lips against the whiteness of your panties. I just sit there watching you spread your legs and shift your weight in your chair. I sit th...
Author's note: I was in a hotel bar one time talking to a guy that was in town to play darts. I thought it was interesting that people actually travel around doing this. I wanted to write a romantic piece and decided to use that as my background. Hope you enjoy. Thank you for the feedback on my other stories. I'm reading them and trying to do better. ***...
I hear her splashing in the tub and the sweet scent of bath soaps as I enter the room. I flip my shoes off by the bed and strip my socks off as I start over. I peer into the bath. Her legs are up, toes pointed, shining with the glow of the water and soap. I strip my shirt off and throw it behind as I enter the room. I scan her soapy nude body but my real sea...
Foreword: This story is a sequel to UNDER HER. UNDER HER is a sequel to CO-ED TANDEM BEER PISSING CONTEST. This story was inspired by reading some news article about a hospital in Sweden that treats victims of sexual torture by assigning them a sex surrogate to live with them during the duration of their treatment. I'm not sure if that story was true. And e...
Alone he is again, watching some television and drinking a Coors. I don't exist in his world, but he certainly exists in mine. I visit him from time to time; watch him in his lonely moments and wanting to let him know I am there. I am but a phantom or dream to him. He has seen me there but doesn't always recall. In his dreams, our worlds collide and we can...
I could not believe how nervous I was as I stood outside your door working up the courage to knock, for this was the night that I had been waiting for, the night that I was finally going to get to take you to dinner. Finally my palms sweaty and my mouth dry I knocked on the door then began to fidget (kind of like a pee pee dance) until the eternity elapsed a...
Freely she strolls through her forest cathedral, unrestrained by the shackles of clothing. Her pale skin as cool as the touch of the sweet air and glowing bright when stroked by shafts of sunlight penetrating through the forest canopy. A sun-warmed glade splits open before her. She tentatively ventures out, immersing herself in the humid and misty warmth. Sh...