I want to tell you the story of the day that changed my life forever. But first, I must tell you a little about myself. I am a beautiful, elegant 35-year-old woman, with long red hair, pale ivory skin, and a passion for stockings. Not any old stockings, mind you – I have a fetish for real old-fashioned nylons, preferably fully fashioned. It's the seams, you...
It is a warm morning in July and Phyllis is lying on her bed, propped up with three pillows behind her shoulders. She is beginning to please herself. Her right hand is between her labia and moving rhythmically to create the sensations she desired so very much. The pressure and the rhythm I perfect because she's perfected it: over many years, and now she know...
So that's how it went for the next few weeks. I would come home from school, do homework and eat. I would then shoot 'cheesecake' photos of my mother. I was a very happy camper! She seemed happy too. She was depressed, I think, when dad went to jail. During the trial she had found out that it was his old girlfriend and her chums, that led him to rob that ar...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** There are no people in this story under the age of twenty. Some names are actual. Others fictitious. The setting takes place in the early 1950's in my hometown. My mother had recently passed away and her mother was still with us as father was her caregiver. Grandmother Agnes was...
Eventually, Tim woke from a deep snooze and dragged himself from the floor. On the one hand, he felt a deep sense of personal disgust at his depravity. On the other, was a niggling feeling that he was on the threshold of an exciting rollercoaster of perverted pleasure. He screwed up his wife's photo, now encrusted with his dried sperm, and carefully hid it,...
Lois is one of the six ladies who enjoy men with anteater cocks. No one under the age of twenty in this story. *** My phone rang and when I checked the number it indicated Lois, a woman I had met a few days ago, was calling. "Hello Lois." I said. "How are you and what can I do for you?" "Hi John. If you're not busy I'd like to come over and see you for...
In 1959 Brian Macklin was in his mid forties and was making just enough money to get along; his dreams of affluence were ruined when his marriage failed. He used to be a sales executive for an affluent London based firm but all of that came to an end when his wife left him; his father-in-law owned the firm where he worked; say no more. To make matters worse...
Education Michele remained tied to the bed, mortified and full of trepidation whilst Dr Lovejoy dressed and left the room. Polly soon followed with the incriminating eight-millimetre film still in the camera, leaving Matron Holliday alone with Michele. "So you see Nurse Nylons we have some very incriminating evidence in our possession. This means you now b...
It was the best of times; it was the worst of times; very much depending on your position in the Chattersby Company hierarchy. From the management point of view, it was the best of times. After 10 years of Republican rule Washington, DC, business practices had run amok. The government worked very hard to favor business and business had taken great advantag...
ULTIMATE Watch us. All three. You, the guest. We, enticing, two of us on the sofa: Lady & Blonde, dressed up to kill: towering high stiletto heels, shinymetal on black patent pumps, at least 5 inches on the thigh-high laced boots. Lady shinyshimmergray fully fashioned stockings, business suit with pencil skirt. Blonde in full spandex, big boobs in lacy und...