***Author's Note: All characters in this story are fictional and depicted as over the age of eighteen*** ***** I glance down at my phone. A text from you telling me to come over illuminated the screen. "Dress code applies" you add. I change and clean up ASAP and head over to your place. I knock on your apartment door from the hallway shared by all the res...
Dear Shoeblossom, You might remember my mom's letter (how long has your column been going?) "Letter from Pecan Grove" about how she trained me to dominate my dad, or "Letter from Dubuque" when I was living in Iowa with my slave boy, Brantley, Senior...RIP. I believe the author of "LETTER FROM AMES" another part of Iowa, referred to his initial femdom exper...
I woke up the next morning, and immediately thought, "please tell me that wasn't a dream." I looked over, and saw the incredible curves of a sexy woman next to me, still in her light blue and white bra and matching garter belt, and dark opaque stockings. In my hand were the matching panties (seems I had been clutching them thru the night, after having spit...
After Genie convinced me to get rid of all my male underwear, she made every effort to compliment me on my panties. She frequently told me how good my ass looked in sheer panties or how great my cock and balls looked encased in feminine underwear. I never felt unmanly or sissified with her. She would buy me some new panties every few months. What she really...
After having taken the elder Green anally while bent over the kitchen table and then being introduced to his outrageously and bizarrely hung son in the bedroom, the two black men learn that what would have driven most women into a nap at best had only served to whet Mary Miller's appetite for more. *** "You guys seem to be up to something," Mary said with...
Obviously from my login, wife2hotblk, I have a thing for interracial love. Honestly, I should have known this at six, when I thought Michael Jackson was cuter than Donny Osmond. But being raised in the Deep South during the 1970's just a few years after the Civil Rights Act passed, my family were actually very stereotypical racists. My step-father not only p...
This is a story of a relationship, with all its many layers, sex, love, trust, getting to know each other and getting the support from each other when you really need it. No relationship happens without its ups and downs, and Misha and Froo's is just the same. I hope you enjoy this slow and steady unfolding of their love. Please send me feedback as with re...
The music was loud, and the crowd was huge. Not my cup of tea. I hate rubbing elbows all night and not having room to move. The site of her dancing under that light was the only thing that got me through the evening. She is so shy, but put her in a crowd with music and she lets go. Her body was different than the others, not bad, really more to my likening a...
Please read the previous 2 stories before you read this if you want to know a bit about the characters! They follow similar adventures if you enjoyed this and the story flows better. Thank you! ***** Once I had developed a friendship with a fellow panty boy, things started to get fun. I don't have anyone else I can talk to about wearing panties. It felt ex...
I told you how my husband worships my bald pussy and loves to suck and lick my asshole. And how, when we got our sex toys, it turned us both into cockwhores. After that great fuckfest and me coming 5 times with my husband, we had another hot sex fest. The next day was Saturday so we had the whole weekend to play. In the morning we took a shower together. I...