The following day I woke to the sound of heavy rain on the window. As I came to my senses I could hear the twins chatting in their room. Not that I could hear what they were saying but they sounded happy and excited about something. Going for a pee I forgot to slip the lock on the door and was interrupted when the door flew open, "Oh sorry Tom, I didn't kno...
* All persons in this text are over the age of 18. ** Please read Chapter 1 before reading this chapter. Chapter 2 - The Fetish My name is Timothy, and I just started working at my old high school as a custodian. Within the first few weeks, I succumbed to the memories and fantasies I still held on to, dredging up years of forgotten libido, and masturbate...
Gone are the days when I could sit across from a guy on a subway train and not worry whether he was an undercover vice cop. My seating preference back then used to depend on whether there was an orange or mustard space directly ahead of an older gent -- one not elderly enough to bring out my Elektra complex, but not so young that he could be arrested for sip...
This is my first attempt at a story. Please let me know what you think. I have multiple stories that go with this one. Any suggestions are welcome. Thanks and I hope you enjoy. (All people in this story are over the age of 18) *** Ever since I'd met my wife I knew she was the one. We had just the right amount in common and enough differences to make our r...
I awoke slowly, enjoying the warmth and comfort of the bed and thick quilt. My mind was slowly trying to separate half remembered dreams from reality. Pink panties. A lacy bra. Viv's breasts. Excitement. Embarrassment. Suddenly my eyes were open as the catalogue of disjointed dream images slotted into the reality of the previous evening. Even as the memori...
Warning: this is a loving wife story involving a dominant wife helping a man come to terms with his repressed desires to be cuckolded, punished, and sissified. If these themes don't appeal to you, don't read. Thanks. ***** Chapter 6 Lace and Pastels The next morning, Victor could not find the boxers he had packed in his luggage. He ruffled around but to...
I woke up this morning and realized that I'm living in a femdom marriage, that the fantasies I've had in years past are now a very real situation happening right now. I look down at my waist and slowly put a hand under the waist band, then pull down and notice a pair of black panties with pink lace covering the little bulge of my dick in the silicon chastity...
I was nervous as I made my way up Topanga Canyon Blvd. that Saturday night. I think it's natural to be a bit apprehensive when "Meeting the Folks? but these people were nudists! Of course Justin was raised this way and he was all "No Big Deal." Well, maybe for him. I passed the little "Top O' Topanga" hamburger stand and took the next left. I was halfway ex...
Back when I was a little boy I use to love dressing in my mom's satiny frilly things. I passed many hours this way until I was out of high school. Then the military, college and a 4 year marriage distracted me to the point that I hardly remembered cross dressing at all. And when I did, I quickly dismissed it to childhood play. After my divorce I quit my jo...
There was just enough of a part in the curtains to let the daylight in and it hit exactly in my eyes. I looked at my watch and it was 8:30 Sunday morning. I must have really been tired or it was the Shiner beers followed by a couple of scotches that sealed my fate. After getting back from Jan's house, I returned to the Marriott and when straight to my room....