**This chapter is also based on a true story** It was two weeks after I had handed back Laura's French knickers that I finally got an opportunity to increase my experience in feminine panties. I wasn't sure how to go about wearing a pair of Laura's panties right under her nose, in her own bedroom, but I was determined to find a way to do so and it wasn't lo...
It was inevitable. It was a habit I could no longer control. Any opportunity. Every opportunity. A force I could not resist compelled me. My body would shake as adrenaline surged through it. The thrill was incomparable. The thought of getting caught unimaginable. The consequences of getting caught beyond comprehension. Yet still I was compelled, th...
Hello friends! It is Sudhir again. I hope you enjoyed my previous encounter. After my first experience I was fucking madhu on a regular basis. However, rejuvenated as I was I wanted more variety. By now I had become very conscious of my appearance. Gradually I was aware of feminine behavior and began observing ladies very closely. Soon to follow were minor m...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Before I met Master, my life involved very few connections or interactions with other people -- I lived almost completely in my head. I attended college and earned a degree; I worked hard at my chosen profession. I made and kept a small group of very close friends. I even maintained close family ties. But my true self was kept secret -- even from the public,...
{About a year ago I posted "Guidelines for Happily Married Hotwives." Here is my advice for the rest of you.} * OK, many of you have heard about "hot wives," married white women who take lovers, generally hunky young black studs. It sounds sexy but a little scary, too. You have lots of questions and uncertainties and many of you have written to my brother,...
Chapter 13 : Fetter Lane & Fetters in Camp Lima James was sitting in his cell, staring blankly at walls confused and degraded by the episode with the woman the night before, his cock sore from the constant abuse of the previous weeks. The first that James knew of the police raid was the crash of a door splintering and the cry "Armed police!" immediately...
Note: If you have not read them yet, there are eight previous chapters to this story. Nine if you count Cornhusker Granny, which you should read even if you don't count it. ***** If you've read my previous accounts of getting laid during my annual hunting trips in western Nebraska, it might seem as though I just went up there and willing pussy was at my be...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Well, I got the job. I am now the assistant of TV actor Matt Steiner, star of the popular series The Single Life. I'm assuming the agency feels I can handle the incredibly mind-wobbling responsibility of this job: make him coffee, pick up his dry-cleaning, and, more importantly, pay his bills and run his errands. You can envy me now, girls! This is by no me...