Hobble Skirt Stories

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The Train

by QueenSammy87 on Jun 12, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It's 7am, I'm sitting on the train drinking my coffee when he gets on. It's been about six weeks since we started sharing the same commute and it's become the best part of my day. We've never spoken but there's definitely sparks. We mostly just look at each other, I can tell there is an attraction between us but neither of us has ever made a move. I can't he...

Who's Vanilla Now? Ch. 03

by sirhugs on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Kylie the room service maid with the sweet sex service sideline had left, but Rachel was far from finished her oral attentions to my revived cock. Alone again, I enjoyed the tongue bathing. Rachel closed her mouth around the cock head and flicked the underside with just the tip of her tongue. She paused, pulling back to lick a drop of precum off the tip of...

The Long Day

by LoveThighHigh on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Moaning, groaning, sweaty heaving bodies, lust. Knock, Knock. Lust nearly fulfilled, passion almost consummated. Knock, knock, knock. The morning sun streamed in through the small gap of the curtains straight onto the bed, and uncannily pierced through Philippa's eyes as she roused from the lingering dream. She did not want to open them, she wanted to fi...

Grey Flannel Skirt

by dedimm on Sep 11, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

I see you in your stuffy office everyday as I pass by, books in hand, on the way to class. I can see you in a grey flannel skirt and a white button-front blouse with ruffles on the chest that you just don't seem to have buttoned high enough for the school superintendent's liking. It's also a bit on the small side squeezing your large, round boobs, trying to...

Sarah Comes Home Late

by Sarahcheer on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Well, living with parents when your growing up does have its advantages and disadvantages. The problems usually come when the demands of growing up interfere with the rules set by those same parents. And being on the HS cheerleading squad, those pressures are really great. Boys wanting to get in your panties, girls gossiping and rumors flying about which boy...

Juice on the Dance Floor

by InfiniteUnknowable on Jul 17, 2018
Erotic Couplings

I've been in the club for an hour or so. It's pretty dark. The body heat and heavy beats are making the atmosphere intense. I arrived with friends that I haven't known for very long. We've been out for dinner and then kicked on. The music is good. Thumping hip hop breaks. Just my kind, and I've spent most of the time dancing. But it's time for a rest. Maybe...

Grandma's Friend

by rapidone on Aug 1, 2018
Mature

So Gramma and her friend have a habit of washing themselves in the creek that flows through our family's farm. I had seen this for years and thought nothing of it, though I always tried to watch them, being a horny 18 year old. It didn't matter to me that they were old or that one of them is my own Gramma. I've seen Gramma lift up her loose skirt and wash h...

The Service of Paul Purrfect Pt. 02

by QueenofErotica on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

My heart is racing, I can't believe I've made such a junior mistake somewhere in France my boss Mr Paul Purrfect, is in a taxi heading for the wrong hotel. After many phone calls I finally get him to the correct place but I know he won't be happy about the time he's wasted travelling and will be tired. I've sent an email to him apologising profusely and a...

Rendezvous in Portland Ch. 01

by Kadun on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

On the second day of our little rendezvous in Portland, we decided to explore the streets of the city. You're wearing an adorable little white skirt that contrasts your smooth brown legs and a colorful top. Try as I might, I can't take my eyes of your delectable ass, so I let you walk in front, leading the way. A few hours of shops and museums later, we dec...

Mirror, Mirror On the Wall

by ShatteredPortrait on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Stacey walked in the house, dropping her keys on the table, and kicking off her black high heels. She reached up and undid the ponytail she had kept her hair in during work, letting her curly, long brown hair fall upon her shoulders. She walked down the hallway to her room, massaging the tension out of her neck. After a long day at work, all she wanted was a...