I, like many other men, think my wife is the hottest thing in the world, and that I should not be so greedy as to be the only guy who gets to see her. And Sarah is an incredibly beautiful woman. In her mid-20's, she's 5 ft, 4 inches tall, petite in her frame, olive skinned with bright green eyes--and then there's her body. A perky B-cup matched with a nice f...
MARGIE'S PRETTY RED DRESS One last dress up surprise story about Joe Whuzzit. Then his confession! A week had passed. Joe was a businessman and busy through the week. That also gave us a break to relax and just be happy campers. One evening after a ride, maybe Wednesday, we had stopped for a short time at Joe's nicer Strip club. While there, we were infor...
Author's Note: This story is set in the future. I have no knowledge of Josh Holloway other than watching the television show. This story is purely a figment of my overactive sexual imagination. * "Good morning Gracie, good morning Mary." "Good morning Mr. Holloway," the girls chorused and stepped aside to let their employer pass. Josh walked past the...
Victoria picks herself up off the ground and readjusts her now drenched panties. She smiles in spite of herself, and walks through the threshold of the doorway. She enters a room that's entirely white with no end in sight on all sides. It reminds her a little bit of the supply room scene in 'The Matrix' and she wonders a little if she'll meet Neo or Morpheus...
Day 1, Late Night about 11 p.m. "Sam, wake up." Oz said softly, running his hand over the side of her face. "Meh?" She mumbled, stretching slightly, than opening her eyes with a frown. "Where are we?" She asked, brushing hair out of her face. He smiled. "A long way from home." He gently grabbed her, pulled her across the seat, and out the drivers door. "...
Chapter Three - Flashing Us Her Panties Again It was a small Boston, Roman Catholic neighborhood, where I grew up, where everyone knew you, where everyone gossiped about everyone, and no one could hide anything from anyone, that is, except for Kathleen. She lived alone at the end of a dead end street that many of the locals didn't even know or forgot existe...
My wife Lynn is a compulsive flasher and exhibitionist. Ever since I have known her she has been making sure that she lets people see her body. When we have friends or family stay, she always manages to never quite shut the bedroom or bathroom door or she walks into the living room in a towel on the pretext of asking a question and accidentally drops the tow...
**************************** AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a sketch: an unpolished story. I'm used to writing in a 3rd person omniscient voice but the genre really lends itself to the immediacy and intimacy of 1st person so I'm trying it out here. The first time around, I wrote this bit in present tense – which was fun to write but just a bit too distracting to re...
At the end of Jean's Modesty II I asked Jean to explain how she was always getting discounts on goods and services from people who did work in our house. As she promised, that night after dinner we sat down to discuss it. Jean started by saying "I first have to tell you a few things about me that I never told you before. When I was in high school I discove...
Hi! My name is Anita and I recently shared with you an exciting experience I had whilst taking driving lessons. I'm twenty, with a small petite frame which make my DD's look massive. I have jet black hair, chocolate brown eyes, and from certain angles I give away my Asian descent. My mother's family come from China, but we've never been, and I wouldn't say I...