Carl stopped dead in his footsteps as he came to the door of the laundry room. It was at the bottom of a set of dark and dingy stairs, in the basement of his tenement building where he was staying. As a college student, he couldn't afford his own place, so he was left doing a sort of "community" living arrangement, until he was done the semester at least. He...
I lived in a Stockholm apartment for a year. The old five story building was narrow and had six units per floor - typical for the neighborhood on my street, BirgerJarlsgatan. I lived on the top floor and encountered all of the other tenants at some point during my stay. The building had its share of beauties, young and old. Most of the time I’d see them in t...
I love my wife. She is by far out of my league. We have sex. Although not nearly as often as I really want or need. But I live life fairly satisfied, because she unknowingly fulfills my deepest fetishes, which are exceptionally strong... maybe stronger than my need to have actual sex with her. So it works! My fetishes are secrets that no one really knows ab...
*** Let me begin by saying that this is a true story. Also let me warn you that my writing style may not be to your taste; it's fairly journalistic and I tend to shy away from graphic descriptions. I assume the reader has a working imagination and can fill in any details I may gloss over. That being said, here we go... Since I know this is important to som...
Author's note: We have received lots of feedback from you, our readers, on our story, and we appreciate all the helpful hints and the constructive criticism. Several of you have asked us to submit "The stories"…, you know, the ones that got all of this started. So, we decided to include them, from time to time as we tell our continuing story. Since most of R...
This is another true story about my wife, Lauren. Last time, I told about the time she unwittingly exposed her topless self to two college jocks in the parking lot after breastfeeding. Since then, she's accidentally shown more than she'd like just a handful of times, once in a hotel pool and another is the subject of this story. This event happened just a mo...
As you might recall in Chapter 02, I had to make my way back to my apartment building without my clothes. I had to go into my building while in full view of the security camera. I was not sure if Angie, the apartment manager, had reviewed the tapes or not. I would soon find out. There are cameras in the lobby, outside at the call panel, on each of 6 floors...
This is my fetish story, comments and feedback are encouraged. This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * * * I have been obsessed with panties for as long...
A couple of years ago I was living by myself in an apartment right by the beach. Because I had the opportunity to work from home, I had a lot of free time which I used to swim, run, and get a tan at the beach. My body became pure perfection - I was slim, tanned, and toned with breasts that spilled out of the tiny bikini tops I wore. One night I got home fr...
All of the technologies depicted in this story exists now. Like individual words in the dictionary it is how they are put together that creates something new. Thanks to Green MGB for editing! ***** Hearings! More bloody hearings! I won't be testifying at these anymore than I did the others, I won't be making an appearance. As much as they'd like to, they...