I lay on my back, knees spread open, the bottoms of my nylon-clad feet pressing against each other. I am wearing Wolford thigh-high stockings held up by a silk/microfiber blended open-bottom panty girdle with six straps. I have a pink chemise deliciously hanging over my upper body. I have no panties on. My entire body is freshly removed of body hair. I am ut...
Sally, a long time hairdressing salon fan sits back in her lounge chair at home wondering when she should have another visit to her favourite beauty salon. You see, Sally just loves the look and smell of an old fashioned ladies salon, even though she is in her early twenties, she just can't resist visiting as often as she can. The one salon she keeps going...
(Some prior notes about me and this story: If MALE bisexuality, crossdressing or interracial sex bother you, don't bother reading further. I am someone who considers himself a fairly "masculine" or normal guy, in many aspects. I think, however, that many straight, gay, or bi guys have always had secret fantasies,whether or not they'd actually admit to it, ab...
I didn't need to imagine a stimulating, exotic and erotic setting. I'd missed it, not having visited for several months. But there I was. A late afternoon. Sitting on the deck in her and her husband's beautiful home. Scrub oak, pine trees; a vista of red rock formations contrasting against a late afternoon azure sky; the verdant green of the golf course; a c...
Note to reader: Please read the story "Muddy" before this posting. I wasn't sure if my first post would garner positive feedback. It did so here is number two in the series. Reminder: This story is pure fiction. * All that night, Muddy and I slept soundly. Perhaps the dancing and raucous sex wore us out. I awoke on my left side, spooning with Muddy, and my...
While my wife of fewer than 3 months, Julie, was away on business, I chose to spend the time with my new mother-in-law instead of staying in our home all alone. It was the first time I spent any time alone with my mother-in-law. She was tall like my wife, much taller than my meager 5'4" stature. She was full-figured and busty, even more so than my new bride....
Without any doubt, Ann Sterling, my sexy wife, is the easiest piece of ass, the most eager slut in Australia. She has expressed her free-wheeling sexuality as a two bit whore on semi-permanent loan to men scattered about this arid region, a woman frequenting a bordello bed at five dollars a throw, a flesh pot in a flesh pit learning to wow any and all client...
Her well-oiled hand hovered just out of reach of the subject's desperate, bobbing cock. She had been at this for almost two-hours now, slowly bringing it right to the edge of an explosive orgasm, only to let go. All in the name of science. *** Since around the mid-1990s, the small community of scientists who studied this sort of thing had been confounded b...
Tamara and I set out on a partly cloudy, cool fall day to beach-walk, packing some sandwiches, cameras and a couple beers. I'm wearing some tight, slender jeans with a nicely tight thong underneath, along with my lightly insulated, maroon windbreaker with black turtleneck and embroidered black bra underneath. Topping it all off with conservative earrings, ba...
Chapter 17 Roxanne felt the dread wash over her, what punishment would Savannah have in mind for her? How hard would it be especially after such a big mistake? Roxanne really was terribly sorry for her reaction. She knew she deserved this punishment, but that didn't make the feelings of dread any better. "Okay Roxy, so you know why you are getting punished...