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Stepmom and Me Ch. 02

by JhMcKn on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Mommy had passsed in December, 1950. Daddy immediately began looking for a new spouse. After courting several women, he finally settled on a lady who worked with him. She had never been married. In 1951 and 1952 nylon stockings were still made as full fashioned with seams and a heel. Girdles, garter belts, and panties started being made in colors other than...

The Bartender and Her

by BluIsPrincess on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Her friends had talked her in to going out tonite, be she wasn’t so sure that it was a good idea. She hadn’t been out in ages; she works too much and never has time for socializing. Laying the tub relaxing, she shaved her legs from heel to her inner thigh and trimmed her pubic hair to a tight small box. Standing up she covered herself in soap bubbles, playin...

Playing Footsie

by Joe Wordsworth on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I dried off from the shower feeling loose and relaxed, the bathroom was still misty and humid from the long rinse. Straining to hear sounds from the room adjacent, put my clothes on slowly. PJ's really, nothing spectacular... an old football t-shirt and some dark grey bottoms cinched at the waist with a drawstring. The room was cold, kept at a brisk sixty-f...

Taking Ownership

by SensualOne70 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Chapter One ==================== As he had instructed, she was naked and kneeling, near to the foot of the bed. She was facing the headboard so she could not see him enter the room, so she would be vulnerable to him. She heard the door knob turn and her heart raced. In her mind, she kept repeating to herself what he had told her "Keep your head high, your...

For The Sensual

by sydian on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Sydian~For the Sensual For the sensual, description is everything. The collar. The collar is custom-made; one of two; her request. This particular one matches the corset. The corset—the "bustier." The collar. Literally, no choker here. She is disciplined. Her collars merely evoke ownership. She belongs. She is well kept; and kept well. Tonite: more adventur...

Working Saturday Ch. 01

by theWIFEWatcher on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

That Saturday I woke up early for me having to go to work at 1:30 pm. Of course I was pretty horny. I laid next to my wife and she was still sleeping, and I started to caress her back. Then moved my way to her ass, stroking it, she started to wake and moved that ass towards me. So then I pressed my hard cock against that sweet ass I loved. As usual she wiggl...

Sissy Pantyhose Twins Ch. 01

by Sheermistress on Sep 12, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Twice The Fun... Part One... My Slut had received her orders in the envelope which was always left on the kitchen counter before I left for work. She was to perform whatever was mentioned in this envelope, each day, without question -- either during the day if so asked, or to be ready for me when I get home. Whether it was a new outfit, a specific outfit,...

A Downtown Moment

by Sheermistress on Sep 12, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I had reason to head downtown for a meeting with some industry colleagues and after my meeting I dropped in to see a friend of mine who I used to work with. Loretta and I worked together for about a year on similar project as contract workers, I moved on to other things and she stayed with the company. While I never went out with Loretta, we did have the od...

Memoir 01: Marie 0.999...

by PrincepsCyberius on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Marie 0.999... 17 May 1980 "Am I still a virgin?!" she sobbed ruefully. I lay on my back next to her on the van's cushioned floor, the dolorous regret in her voice making my erection collapse back between the chastising teeth of my blue jeans' zipper. Her sudden rejection surprised and confused me. * * * Not too much earlier, she'd raised no objectio...

I Am Superman Ch. 02

by Joe Wordsworth on Sep 17, 2017
First Time

The phone rang all night. ALL night. I knew it was Paula and the cheerleaders. I knew it. Or my friends, calling to ask me ridiculous questions and poke fun at me. Or the rest of the school, who probably would know all about it by Monday. I was going to be mortified. I'd have to transfer schools. I'd have to... well, maybe not. But that'd mean I'd h...