"I love, Girl watching." I've heard that women don't like to be lustfully admired at, by men! But the clothes they wear, make men stare, and they know it! Let's face it, the only guys that don't look are either, queer or dead, and I'm neither. It was a beautiful early fall morning, and the kids were back in school. The leaves had already started to turn...
"I love, Girl Watching." I've heard that some women, claim they don't like to be leered at lustfully, by men! But the clothes they wear, make men stare, and they know it! Let's face it, the only guys that don't look, are either, queer or dead. And I'm neither. My wife had just left for work, and I was sitting on my front steps, having a cup of coff...
"Well how pissed is she going to be that I am late?" I ponder. It's only twenty minutes this time." Still living at home after graduation sucks. You have to still play by your folks rules, yet you want your independence. Had to clean the kitchen and pick up after the dog. Christ, I'm eighteen my girlfriend is eighteen and we still get treated like we are t...
She had woke in a rather sexy mood that Tuesday morning, and although she knew she had quite a bit of work to do, she chose to dress according to her mood. She went to her bureau drawer and pulled out a black lace bustier’, matching garter belt, and g string. Watching herself in the mirror, she admired her own image as she put the bustier’ on. Once she had...
This is a story of fiction. This is a copyrighted work and may not be published by anyone but me, Zeb_Carter. ***** It was one of the biggest arguments we had ever had. So big that I moved out of our home. For more than ten years it had been our home. Now, well now it was just a place where I had lived for the last six months. My wife and I had met eleven...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 5 -- Nostalgia was never like this My second visit to Emma's flat early in the following week was as memorable as the first for a very special reason of its own. I came into the kitchen to find her standing at the table stirring together the ingredients for gazpacho soup; beautifully, gorgeously,...
[Anyone can use and adapt this idea if they want to make it. But please keep the title so I can find it if you post it on a video sharing site. And please can the model wear the outfit as described, with either brand new plain white canvas plimsolls/sneakers (Keds Oxford Champions are especially nice) or white satin ballet shoes with ribbons tied in proper b...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 6 – I'm going up to the country Emma's work as a ballet teacher running her own dance school meant that she worked long hours and could rarely take more than a couple of days off at any time, so the times when she could spend a few days with her parents on their farm in Wiltshire were very preciou...
Chapter 4 - ... And getting to like you It was frustrating to have to endure another week before being able to be with Emma again; but we kept in touch daily by phone, text and email. One thing I especially looked forward to every day was her sending me another erotic photo of herself wearing plimsolls. My special favourite was one of her wearing a pair of...
Chapter 3 -- Getting to know you... It was fortunate that the time leading up to meeting Emma were filled with activity because otherwise I don't know how I could have coped with my excitement and anticipation. I purposely stayed out late every evening to avoid further thoughts of Bryony invading any self-pleasure. After waking up much earlier than normal o...