Mark felt the fresh summer air as he strolled through campus. He couldn’t believe it, for the first time in his life, he would be living away from home. With frequent waves of anxiety and stress through his years at high school, Mark missed out on simply enjoying his time there. Moving to a college interstate was a scary thought for Mark but something he nee...
I lived in a Stockholm apartment for a year. The old five story building was narrow and had six units per floor - typical for the neighborhood on my street, BirgerJarlsgatan. I lived on the top floor and encountered all of the other tenants at some point during my stay. The building had its share of beauties, young and old. Most of the time I’d see them in t...
Chapters 1-7 are somewhat self contained and describe Matt being rescued from a Midwest snowstorm by a family that turn out to be his soul mates, girls with lots of past life ties. Lots of spirituality and lots of sex. This was mostly written in 2005 and was posted in 2010. Chapters 8-13 describe Matt going home to the Northeast, discussing things with his...
This all happened when I'd just moved to a new town and been single for a bout six months, so I wasn't really getting as much action as I might have liked. It was my first time living in a flat on my own and being a bit of a used panty addict was a bit of a problem for me. I'd always been used to getting my hands on nice, smelly, worn, panties, whether they...
Ted had thought ahead, knowing the Red's had a ton of nukes. Those commie bastards would stop at nothing to destroy the American way of life. Life, liberty, and the most pussy you can fuck. He'd built a shelter in the backyard, dug it in and filled it with goods that he and the family would need to live and survive for as long as it took the Army to come res...
Note to the Reader - This story explores a man's need to wear lingerie, specifically, lace panties, while masturbating. This is the normal beginning of a feminization process. The story also has strong overtones of female dominance and control or better known as, "Femdom". Bisexuality is also on display in this story as well as possible MMF and CFNM experien...
Chapter One - Wish I Was Wren "Wish I was a Wren," Recruit Brian Perkins mumbled under his breath. 'Fuck! I wish he hadn't said that!' thought Recruit Michael Nyland. He knew that no good would come of it. "Your wish might come true," Leading Recruit Jason Jones (Spike to his friends) sneered. Michael Nyland shivered, and not just because he was standin...
When my husband brought up the idea, I was aghast. Here I was, six months pregnant, it was summertime in upstate New York (think heat and humidity), and our home on the edge of the woods had small rooms. Maybe the fact that we have two bedrooms (and no kids at the moment) gave him the liberty of coming up with his proposal. No, I’m not working, unless you...
I had a pretty good system going. My 18 year old sister would stay up to watch Sex And The City reruns with me (well she watched, and I smoked weed), and during the first ad breaks, would run downstairs and get changed for bed. During the next ads, I would go to the bathroom, and on my way, raid her hamper for her fresh dirty panties, usually buried under th...
* this is a story of how my wife busted me doing some of my favorite things and then took control of the situation with some role reversal to satisfy both her and my hidden desires - enjoy! * It was one of those rare days when I was working from home and my wife had plans to be out running around with a couple of girlfriends for most of the day. Work had be...