I am a white guy, most people I know say I'm handsome and I'm in pretty good shape. I was a runner in school, so my legs are quite muscular, which in my experience most women seem to like. My only physical shortcoming is that I have a tiny penis. It's not just small, it's barely there - 3 inches hard and 1 inch soft and very thin. Well, I also have a littl...
What woman in her right mind dislikes shopping? None, that I am aware of. Therefore you can understand my elation when my Mistresses announced that we were all going to go clothes shopping! I rushed, practically romped through my chores, eager to set out on this adventure. I should have known that there would be a catch, a twist. After all, I was dealing w...
Author's Note: This story is based on the song by Conway Twitty. I was driving down to the Cherokee Strip museum in Perry, Oklahoma and heard it on the radio. An old favorite of mine seemed like it would be fun to write. Thanks to Techsan for his editing support. Tight Fittin'Jeans Composed by Michael and Mike Huffman Performed by Conway Twitty THE...
I was all sweaty and grimy, having just finished a tennis match with my friend Wendy on a hot July morning. On the way to the tennis courts I had seen a garage sale sign and decided to check it out on the way home, hoping to find a bargain or two. By the time I got there, of course, almost everything had been sold. I was about to drive a way but an older wom...
Not long ago I was out shopping and stopped at one of the clothing outlet stores that I frequent when looking for sexy clothes and shoes to wear when I go out clubbing or to wear in my adult videos. I was looking through the display rack of my favorite brand of pantyhose, trying to find the colors I wanted in my size, when I noticed a cute guy checking me ou...
I own a small but elegant Haberdashery. I inherited it from my father, who inherited it from his father. I have always felt so alive in the company of men. I never have taken advantage of their attraction to the young, alluring shop owner. Until today. It was a beautiful spring day. So uncharacteristic for the Pacific Northwest. Business was so slow...
I lay nestled in the crook of your arm breathing in hot, guilty air. I turn to my side and smile at you plaintively. I have scattered thoughts of regret and remorse but your confident smirk acts as a strong breeze and soon my head is empty. My back is sweaty and gleams in the light when I sit up from the mattress. I shudder as you run your fingertips over...
Cherie dropped her purse on the kitchen counter to flip through junk mail the postman had brought her. After deciding there were no redeeming advertisements in the bunch, she tossed them into the recycle bin and glanced at the answering machine. A red light flashed signifying she had been left a message. She let the machine play while she fixed herself a gla...
Forward Nickels and Dimes is a work of fiction. Characters and events come strictly from the imagination. This is the third in that series about two truckers, owner operators (O O's), who, while finding trucking to be enjoyable and profitable, do not find it to be sufficiently lucrative to provide money for their eventual retirement. Their solution is to...
Lady Elizabeth Symington-fforbes (with two "ff's") replaced the telephone. Sir Charles Hardridge himself had 'phoned to inform her that he was only too pleased to welcome her grandson, Philip Symington-fforbes to his staff. He had assured her that young Philip did not know that Lady Elizabeth had requested that he be given the position, neither did he tell h...