A Kinky Catriona story Synopsis Miss Catriona, an experienced phone-chat specialist, arranges a session of booked chats with the theme "Sheer Nylon". She invites a gentleman to her flat, to be used as her "plaything" during the session. A pleasurable time is enjoyed by all. A Kinky Catriona story. * My name is Catriona. I'm a highly experienced provider...
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...
I had known I found panties exciting even when I was just entering my teens. I never really knew why at that age but as I grew older I read stories of mostly straight guy's not only loving panties but enjoying wearing them. I knew I fit that category. I loved women, the female form, the curves, the look, the smell, the way their clothes fit them. Everything...
It was Saturday morning and I heard the door to the garage close. My wife and daughter had just departed for a weekend in New York City. I was excited for them because they need some girl time together. I call her my daughter, but she is actually my step daughter and had just turned 21 years old on Friday. The two of them got along like oil and water ... the...
I should have known that my willingness to perform certain assigned tasks might lead to more. Am I complaining? Certainly not, as it has awakened my suppressed desire to take dares along with exhibitionistic changes. Mr. Barclay and I had a bit of a falling out. Not because he isn't a wonderful person, but it seemed that he was much to busy to be able to cre...
The Clam, the Half-Clam and the Candle-Snuffer ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2001/October 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to...
Alice and I both awoke at about the same time. A quick trip to the bathroom for each of us and we headed downstairs together. Kathleen was sitting in one of the overstuffed chairs reading the newspaper and sipping a cup of coffee. "Good morning sleepyheads," she greeted us. "Stay in your nighties, if you want, and join me for a cup of coffee." We soon bot...
When Cinda and I started emailing a year or so ago, I never thought we'd actually meet. I mean, there she was, this hot, sexy redhead with a body crying out to be fondled, and the most deliciously dirty mind I've ever encountered, and here I am an average (though imaginative, I admit) guy with only my lusty thoughts to propel me through life. If not for my e...
(My name is David Thornberry. It happened when I was just 18 in 1958 and I have to admit that I still feel rather ashamed at what I did. One of my parents' closest friends had just died. He was a well respected member of the village His funeral was to take place at his place of birth which was at the other end of the country. My parents planned to pay the...
Since relating my "First Experience" to you, I have been re-playing it over and over, in my head, and realise how fortunate I was to meet a lady who wanted to indulge her fetishes with me, and established my desire to crossdress. As I left off, she had me wearing her silk panties, with her kneeling across me, my hands sliding up and down under her half slip...