Edited by Michelle Nylons My mother's neighbour is an attractive woman in her early fifties named Jennifer. My mother spoke to her espousing my expertise in computer repair and software editing and recovery. The topic came up because her son was home from university for the holidays and was having some problems with a virus on his computer. Jennifer telepho...
I waited in my hotel room for Tracy and John to arrive; I was very much looking forward to photographing two very attractive people in an erotic session and was very pleased that Tracy had requested my services to do so. I had known Tracy for several years having met in a likeminded internet group discussing our mutual tights fetish and it appears her husb...
This is a story based on my fetish for sheer nylon and harem/genie costumes, combined with a great deal of wishful thinking. * I was eighteen and it was the late sixties in the London suburbs. I was aching to see a woman dressed in a harem/genie costume with sheer legs and sleeves, but I had no idea how to achieve this and nobody I knew ever held costume p...
My mother-in-law is an attractive mature lady of 63. She is slim build and, most importantly, is of an older school of ladies who wear tights everyday, even under trousers. I have often fooled around with her, grabbing her arse when kissing goodbye etc, touching her nylon clad legs when out at parties, all of which were taken in good humour and a playful sla...
Vanessa had barely made it closing the cubicle door when the men's main door swung open. Vanessa hoped their talking would not distract them from anything out of the norm. "Traces" of an unusual lunch time event that had ended less than 10 minutes earlier could still be spotted, especially if one were to look hard enough - in particular the urinal unit which...
Each day as I sit at my desk, shuffling all the papers to make it seem like I actually have an important role in keeping the company going, I steal glimpses at you, my private secretary. You are always dressed so sexily. Classy and sexy. From my vantage point , I can watch you at work, always so professional. What I really love is the way you show off your l...
Christmas was, as usual, a peaceful and relaxing time with the special people in my life. I spent the day with family and friends. Boxing Day is for me to relax and unwind. I slept late, had a long bath because I was invited out to an old friend's for dinner that evening. When I arrived, he had his apartment all decorated, the table set with candles and it...
As darkness fell that day I knew not what awaited me once the moon was full. I felt her body slither against mine, I felt her tender kisses as shivers ran down my spine and I felt her thigh choke me as I gasped for breath. The assassins black, nylon, bodysuit glided across my naked from as she sighed in pleasure, muffling out my screams for mercy, deep brea...
I shouldn't have been so naïve when I answered the ad but, then again, I was desperate. I'd been single again for quite a while and my sex life, and particularly, my indulgence in my fetish for tights, stockings and pussy eating had taken a bit of a tumble. I'd advertised on several straight and fetish contact sites, where the number of single men looking f...
Kiesha Williams was on her way home from a long day behind a check-out counter at a local supermarket. At fifty seven Kiesha was divorced, her children had grown up and left the nest. She had long black dreadlocks that stopped at her neck, touching just and she had the tips and some of the dreads dyed dark blue. She wore matching blue eye shadow, and liner....