I had the panty time of my life. I was assigned the task of photographing the Edinburgh Festival for a fashion magazine, and my accommodation had been sorted out for me by a friend. I climbed three flights of stone tenement steps to a black door numbered twenty-three and rang the bell. The door was opened by a beautiful creature, little more than five feet s...
From the frequency with which Mei-Lien brought it up during our telephone conversations the next week, it was clear that the shopping trip which I had proposed was very much on her mind. After she had completed the more physically demanding portion of her exercises and had assumed the pose which I specified she adopt on her dildo, she would ask for more deta...
Not long after I started my senior year in high school, my mom married for the second time and we became a family of four -- the two of us, my step dad, and my stepsister. I had a good relationship with my step dad, he was a cool guy and much nicer than my dad had ever been to me, but things were quite different between me and my stepsister Sara. She was a...
She walks in wearing the surprise he'd left in a gift wrapped box. Laced stockings snake up her smooth legs, fastened around her thighs like he wishes his hands were. There's a small window of smooth skin before the belt around her hips, secured to the silky red panties. She's giving him a playful smile, standing in front of him. He's wearing most of a s...
Decorating couple invites in her complicated friend. *** Highly readable account of a pixie-ish home decorating diva who, along with a woman carpenter friend works to satisfy her master, the narrator. M/f+, BDSM, lingerie, toys, consensual, humiliation, reluctant. Girl on Girl (A little bit of spoof here of home decorating shows that ran in early 2000's....
Camille sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out her left leg. Tonight, she was going to take her time. As soon as she had got home from work she had dashed upstairs and run a hot bath, adding her favourite bath oils. After relaxing in the scented water, Camille had emerged glistening from the water to moisturise her toned body. And now, here she was,...
F. Scott Fitzgerald once wrote, "The rich are different from you and me." He then listed examples of their extravagance in a clearly negative tone. Of course, from the standpoint of the rich their lifestyle is perfectly normal and not cause for any commentary. In sexual matters rich and poor should be equal but even here the rich are different. They enjoy t...
The Wooden Pony Club "The seeker embarks on a journey to find what he wants and discovers, along the way, what he needs." — Wally Lamb, The Hour I First Believed My journey began when my boyfriend took me to a fancy restaurant for my birthday. We feasted gloriously on chilled avocado soup, char-grilled salmon with asparagus, lamb casserole l'arabique and...
Following a morning of intense tutelage from Eve regarding my duties as her assistant, we enjoyed a pasta lunch with wine and discussed the various aspects of her professional work. I admit to being disappointed that sex wasn't on Eve's schedule, but following the meal and when the wine had mellowed her authoritarian demeanour, that situation changed and I...
By now I should have been used to Misty's habit of putting me into awkward situations (all of which seemed to end in my being naked) but this one really took the cake. It was a few nights after our "study session" with Jenny, and I was alone on the couch watching a movie. Misty and Tom were in the bedroom and I could tell from the moaning exactly what was ha...