My sister Dorene was on the phone asking me if I could accommodate her friend Ruby during the Summer holidays. "She's a really delightful woman, generous and easy going, I wouldn't ask you otherwise," said Dorene. Ruby was studying theatre and dance and had to attend a six-week contemporary dance course at the local university. I was certain that my girlf...
A continuing story concerning my relationship with a sexy female decorator: She clambered eagerly from the front seat of the van and pointed a toe toward the pavement below. It was quite a reach for her and her ample chest heaved inside her overalls as she sprang from the vehicle and entered the site with a cheeky grin on her face and said in an eastern Eur...
In 1959 Brian Macklin was in his mid forties and was making just enough money to get along; his dreams of affluence were ruined when his marriage failed. He used to be a sales executive for an affluent London based firm but all of that came to an end when his wife left him; his father-in-law owned the firm where he worked; say no more. To make matters worse...
This is the first sequel to Chapter 01 submitted by BLKNYLONS in 2003. I love this story so much that I decided to write two more chapters. (I hope BLKNYLONS does not mind...). Like Chapter 1, this chapter is also taking place in 1966, when nylon stockings with garters, girdles, and stiletto high heels were an essential part of women's elegant fashion, and w...
"Why don't you join us, Ella?" said Lexi with a syrupy sigh. She lifted her foot and flexed her toes outwards, spreading apart the thin nylon of her suntan pantyhose. With a distracted eye, I noticed that her toenails were painted a shade of deep crimson that perfectly matched the shimmering gloss of her full lips. Beside her, Karen slid her hand along Lexi'...
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved. This material maybe not be reprinted or posted on any other internet site without the expressed written consent of the author. Harry looked up at the mirror and surveyed his circumstances. He saw that he was bound fast to the table; wrists cuffed together and pulled tightly down behind him below the table; head and n...
About ten minutes later the phone rang. "Hello" "Tim, it's Susan, Julie said you'd be free this evening, can I come over?" "Sure, she's out for the evening, so whatever time is good for you," I replied. "I'm on my way. Put on some soft music and pour me a glass of red wine, I'll be right over." Susan lived just about a half mile away, so I knew she wo...
The most delicious feelings of depravity course through him as he stands under the warm torrent of the shower squeezing his balls with one hand, gripping his dribbling cock firmly with the other. With eyes closed, nylon, silk, leather and lace; her softness and her damp sweetness fill his mind. Images sweep over him: her breasts and that gorgeous cleft b...
I sat nervously in my hotel room, a large glass of single malt Scotch whisky in my hand. I stared at the selection of tights I had earlier laid out on the bed, wondering which Tom would prefer. Tom was 19 and lived locally to me but we had never met in person, we had begun chatting in an internet chat room and found similar interests in a fetish for tights....
After such intense carnal delight between Sam and I when finally we teased each other senseless and consummated our desire one for the other it was perhaps not surprising that some distance opened up between us and although being together as flatmates remained easy and uncomplicated I think that both of us were somewhat frightened by the intensity of the pas...