Part I – the meeting Onsen bathing is one of the highlights of any trip to Japan. Add meeting an intriguing woman for a memorable experience! There are onsen (hot springs) everywhere in Japan, literally hundreds of places with naturally heated water that comfort millions of Japanese who go on meccas for the best onsenburo (hot spring bath) experiences. Wee...
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...
The Purchase- Milton Winker was drenched in sweat. The droplets trickled slowly over his wide, hairy belly and tickled their way down to nestle in his coarse wiry pubic hair. A wide single leather strap bound his large balls and forced them down from the base of his penis. He was a young man- only 21, and he was built like a pig… fat and hairy. His whole bo...
As Denise walked up to her desk at work she was expecting the day to be like most others, fairly straightforward and routine. But when she sat down, in the middle of the desk was a hand written envelope with the name Alyson on it. Her heart skipped a beat as Alyson was the name she used in part of her life outside work - in fact a very different sort of life...
We were both exhausted after our visit to 'Chris et Manu' and slept in until midday. I woke up with a raging hard on as usual and cuddled up to Sandy. She was barely awake but when she felt my cock nudging up against her, she took hold of it, turned around, pushed her tongue deep into my mouth and slowly wanked me. I slipped my hand down to her still soaking...
I was running late, I thought I was going to miss my train. I'd just stepped on board as the carriage doors shut. The carriage was almost empty, just a few single seats taken near the back. I found somewhere to sit with a double seat opposite an empty double seat with a table in between. I placed my bag on the seat next to me, and placed my phone on the tabl...
I had spent a night in aggravated sleep. Sleep? Let's call it tossing and turning from side to side. Let's call it staring at the ceiling in the dark. Let's call it anything except sleep. Sleep denotes restfulness, but I was anything but restful. I was agitated. I was nervous. Two days earlier I had a brief conversation with a very special aunt, my uncle Do...
This story continues on from 'Complete Sheer Nylon Fun', in which a genie named Alena grants my deepest fetish by covering us both in silky sheer nylon stocking fabric from head to toe, for us to have an afternoon of slippery nylon fun. As I left the fancy dress shop my hand was deep in my trouser pocket, grasped firmly around the jewel that Alena handed me...
What young male hasn't been fixated by an older woman? Dreamed of being seduced by her maturity? Dreamed of sexual fulfilment ... without inhibitions ... under her tutelage? Well, I'm proud to say I fall into this category ever since the days of my pubescent erections, when I would fantasise about Aunt Sarah, a mature, voluptuous and very sexy woman who epit...
Life is too short to go through it stupid and careless. I guess that you can be either one thing or the other and you will not inflict too much damage on yourself, but the combination of the two can prove tragic. For instance, if you are going to raid your aunt’s underwear hamper on a holiday visit – stupid – you should not leave the door to the bathroom u...