Christmas was, as usual, a peaceful and relaxing time with the special people in my life. I spent the day with family and friends. Boxing Day is for me to relax and unwind. I slept late, had a long bath because I was invited out to an old friend's for dinner that evening. When I arrived, he had his apartment all decorated, the table set with candles and it...
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...
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...
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...
Chapter One - Kim Mike was the prototypical playboy. He went out to the clubs and parties on weekends and every time he would get a woman drunk, take her back to his place and bang the hell out of her. However, that isn't the problem with Mike, the thing that I hate about him most is what he does after he bangs them. Mike gets the clearly wasted women to si...
It may be a stereotype - and most likely an undeserved one - but we men usually do make fun of our women when they go shopping. We groan and roll our eyes, wincing at the thought of our depleted checking accounts and/or huge balances on credit cards, even if our ladies earn their own paychecks and have every right to shop as much as they want. We call them s...
I was barely awake when I felt Kelly roll out of bed. The alarm was a distant irritation, quickly silenced by an accurately aimed finger stabbing the shutoff button. She sighed as she trod sleepily out of the bedroom. I rolled on my side and pulled the blankets around me, curling myself up in them, smiling as I realized I could still sleep for several delici...
I shouldn't have been so naïve when I answered the ad but, then again, I was desperate. I'd been single again for quite a while and my sex life, and particularly, my indulgence in my fetish for tights, stockings and pussy eating had taken a bit of a tumble. I'd advertised on several straight and fetish contact sites, where the number of single men looking f...
Kiesha Williams was on her way home from a long day behind a check-out counter at a local supermarket. At fifty seven Kiesha was divorced, her children had grown up and left the nest. She had long black dreadlocks that stopped at her neck, touching just and she had the tips and some of the dreads dyed dark blue. She wore matching blue eye shadow, and liner....
Carole was a very attractive older lady with whom I had been close friends for nearly 7 years. We had often engaged in sexual conversations but had never been able to get together and act out our fantasies. I had discussed many times with her about my fetish for wearing tights and having sex with men and women whilst both partners were wearing tights and whi...