10 days. That seems to be about the right amount of time. If I can convince my husband to hold off orgasm for 10 days, I can get him to do just about anything I want. I don't necessarily get off on making my husband do things--I'm no dominatrix. I just like sex. But I've learned over time that to get the sex I want, I have to play into his fantasies a bit....
Note: This story is true, with very little embellishment. It starts at the beginning, and follows my life long sexual tendencies, practices, etc. I hope you find it interesting - I sure did!! * * * * * My earliest recollection of nylons is when I was very young (early 50's). My Aunt Helen, who lived with us, worked as a secretary at a trucking company, and...
Should I mention something or not I wondered. Sitting next to the fire pit in the back yard, I gazed into the flames and pondered my next decision. Sitting next to me was my sister in law, the glow of the fire brushing across her face. Ever since I first met her years ago when I was first introduced to my girlfriend’s family, Brenda was a woman of beauty. He...
This story is true and started in the early 1970s. It is a twisted story that involved my wife, my mother-in-law and my father-in-law. I thought I was pulling something over on my wife. I thought everything was initiated by me, but I was wrong, and ended up sucking off my father-in-law. Let me start by saying that I had and still have a major stocking fetish...
Chapter 01: Hubby has a Secret This is my first ever attempt and based on a true life experience I had. Please feel free to comment, as I'd love to know what's good and what's not. For more than 25 years now I have had a very pleasant and privileged life living with my husband and two children, in a nice small town in an even nicer large house. My husband'...
I am married to a very, very beautiful woman. Imagine the Venus de Milo personified, luxurious blonde hair, that perfect curve as her waist melds into her hips and legs. Indeed, she is everything I would ever want in a partner-personal, emotional, sexual-distilled into one person. With this idea in mind you'll understand that I will do anything and everythin...
I returned home after three weeks on the road, and I was horny as hell. It was Friday night, and well past dinner time. I had been fed on the plane, so Janet and Becky had already eaten dinner without me. They both kissed me at the door, and ushered me into the shower saying we were having some guests over that night. I was dying to find out what had happe...
BEING TAUGHT TO WEAR A GARTER BELT & HIGH HEELS After that special Sunday afternoon, where i tried dressing fully in girl's clothing, i had managed to amass a fairly good sized wardrobe of feminine things to wear. Within months my hidden cache' included several pairs of silky sheer panties of different styles, a Jantzen "Postage Stamp" pantygirdle, anothe...
Another ice storm whipped through the area, sending motorists into a frizzled commute to their work. It wasn't the best way to begin a day, having your nerves tested as you white-knuckled your way past stranded cars that lay crumpled in ditches and embankments. Arriving an hour late for work did nothing to ease your nerves as everybody seemed to be in a harr...
I’ve always had a secret fascination with barber shops. I guess it’s because that’s where men are most themselves. When I was in high school, my dad would take me and my brothers along when he got his hair cut. Like clockwork, he would go to this seedy shop in Little Italy and get a trim and a shave from the owner, Tony. My brothers and I would read the new...