"Jo, this is Andy," I said introducing my 34-year-old wife to my eighteen-year-old student. Andy, looking trim in his white T-shirt and faded blue jeans, reached out a hand and shook with Jo, who was looking amazing tonight in the black silk Coco Chanel she'd bought with her Christmas bonus. I'd wondered if her choice of a £1,000 dress for a student event...
We haven't seen each other in almost a year, right now we have to be apart, it's not easy but we are dealing with it. It was a Thursday evening, about 7:30 when I just happened to get on the computer to check my email when you sent me an instant message, "What are you doing?" you ask. I wonder what you are up too, "Just getting done folding and putting away...
The torture of imagination and waiting was both exciting and painful. My wife left me, an hour ago, tied spread eagle and naked on our queen bed. My eyes were covered with a blindfold. My cock and balls we constricted with a leather cock ring snapped together under my scrotum and around my cock, with a ball spreader strap prominently presenting each of the h...
The house was dark, not a sign of life coming from inside. Slightly disappointed, I frowned to myself before turning off the car. I knew Jeff had to work today; I’d had to work too. But still, since I’d gotten off early, I’d secretly hoped that he would be home to greet me. It was our last Valentine’s Day together before we had children. The newest edit...
Miles took Linda and Richard on a mini tour of the ship, and showed them everything that was easy accessible. The inside swimming pool looked very much like one she had seen, while on a cruise to the Mexican Riviera on the last spring break. The sorority had sponsored and chaperoned it. There were girls from all over the country. It was one of the worst trip...
What a long day... all I could think about was coming home to a hot bath, a book and a quiet evening at home snuggled on the couch. I pull into the drive and see his car is gone. That's weird. He didn't say anything about not being here when I got home. Instead of the usual lights at the front door lighting my way, everything is dark except for the walk way,...
This is a relatively short story written in the 3rd person, that doesn't spend much time world building and instead focuses on the romantic encounter. Feel free to use it as a template for role-play. The characters actions are intentionally very specific to hopefully paint a vivid picture; however the characters physical attributes are intentionally left mor...
The Lover She watched him as he looked through the racks of panties. She'd approached him when he first came in, as she'd been trained to do, and asked him if he needed any help. He seemed to know what he wanted and she'd directed him over to the size he'd requested. He was well over six feet tall and well built, with broad shoulders. He wore a smart pair o...
For as long as I can remember, I've always had a thing for panties. Not wearing them. Seeing them, smelling them, touching them. And, of course, coming on them. I'm almost always turned on when I see a girl's panties. With the current trend of low-slung jeans and pants, my eyes are always on the lookout for a girl whose panties or thong is in view. I'll go o...
WARNING: This is a fetish story and it's a bit graphic. This is a story written in collaboration with another writer and friend. Thank you Savin for helping write this story and also editing it. If you are not a fan of fetish, then PLEASE STOP HERE. Thank you for reading. Please feel free to share your thoughts, but please be respectful. IR2R TO PEE OR...