This is the next chapter in this series about my early experiences with interracial sex. Once again, if this offends you, please do not read further. To get a more complete picture, please read the entire story line. It's been awhile since my last post, but I've been busy. Thanks again for the nice feedback and for those of you who especially enjoyed the sto...
I've been wearing Pantyhose for almost 30 years now, and I still have as strong a Fetish for them now, as I did back then. About 17 years ago I started meeting other Pantyhose Crossdressers or Pantyhose Lovers for Kinky sex. About 4 years ago I replied to a posting on Craig's List from someone looking for a Pantyhose Crossdressing partner. We met in stree...
Believe it or not, home spa like bathing can be an integral part of your sexuality. As a relaxation technique, it can’t be beat, and it’s something that you can do to substitute the high priced day or resort spas that exist out there. Let’s face it; most spas treatments are somewhat sensual when you look at them. Massage, facials, aromatherapies, hot tubs, s...
This is a sequel to 'The Old Fellah Needs a Hand'. I rang the doorbell but there was no answer, so I fished out from the pocket of my denim skirt the key I'd been given. The apartment was deadly quiet, I began to fear the worst. My neighbour was a very old man, after all. The phrase 'kicked the bucket' slid unwanted into my mind as I closed the front door....
Chapter 1 -- In Broad Daylight Harris drives the van. It's a common brown delivery truck, and that's by design. It has dual doors that swing out from the baggage compartment. We covered the windows with cardboard cutouts, held loosely in place by silver duct tape. That's by design, too. Inside the compartment we lined the walls with thick, gray, sound-re...
It was a rather long flight from Los Angeles to Philadelphia, but since it was a red-eye everyone on board took it upon themselves to get some sleep. The plane landed at six in the morning and I transferred over to the terminal where the express jets congregated. All I needed now was a puddle-jumper flight to connect me south to my final destination. I was...
Chapter Four: Plausible Deniability When I woke, it was dark. I was curled in a ball, laying on the hard ground, but realised my head was pillowed somehow... Memories came rushing back. Oh God, my head is in Cailan's lap. I briefly worried about my body, at home - two days now, at least, without food or water, lying in my own waste, unless someone had fo...
I'm more composed by the time Jess loosens the pantyhose leash which had become tight around my neck. Signifying things are drawing to a close, she stands and steps out of the dildo and its straps, removes her vibrator, then undoes the clasps firstly on my wrists, followed by my ankles. I'm mindful to allow the blood to return fully before I attempt to shake...
Rick was in a good mood as he prepared for the Halloween party. "This was probably going to be another one of those boring parties where nothing exciting happens, but what the hell, you never know," he thought to himself. His friend, Robert, had told him about this fabulous party at an old estate on the edge of town. He told him this was a special party but...
Note: This is an innocent male bondage story. Though g-rated, it may be homoerotic to some and hits on various fetish interests like socks, smell torture, gags, cosplay, and of course lots of fun TUGs humiliation. Neighbor Boys Shoot a Spiderman Bondage Home Movie ( mmmm/m ) It was a warm summer morning. The pavement of the culvesac at Dove Trail Circle w...