This takes place in late 1949 after WWII had ended. Sheer nylon stockings were worn by women everyday and some held them up with a girdle, some a garter belt, and some with 'roll garters'. No one in the story is under the age of eighteen. It was earlier in the afternoon than I usually got home. I saw Frank's car in the back of the house so I knew he was...
Me: Hi there. No fair wearing heels. You'll make us shorties look even shorter. :P There, that should get a chuckle I thought. I was on one of those fetish sites and had just come across a rather attractive domme. Most of the people on here open with some stupid one liner or cheesy pick up line. I always tried to be a bit more creative than that. Sometimes...
"So what are you bringing back as a souvenir?" asked Groug. His colleague studiously ignored him, concentrating on the destination they were now approaching "Well?" demanded Groug. "I don't know, I'll be just glad to get this mission over and to stop having to converse with you in this strange way, I suppose," answered Erok. Their vehicle halted and...
July 4 Marcus has been busy. Maggie asked me to move some of my clothes to the spare bedroom closet so Marcus wouldn't have to make the long drive back to Northern Virginia every night as he's now sleeping with my wife on our matrimonial bed a couple times a week. They have asked me not to watch them having sex any longer but in the spare bedroom I can he...
«Forewarning» After failing to find an editor for an earlier version of this text, I went back and tried to proof read it and edit it a bit and ended up rewriting large portions of it. I am fully aware of the possibility of the existence of grammatical and spelling errors in it, along with confusing, malformed or misused sentences, words and expressions....
I stood at her grave, looking down on the simple headstone that provided only my deceased wife's name above the dates of her birth and death. It had been some time since she died, but the pain was still there, just like it had happened yesterday. My name is Joe Henson, a retired Marine Reserve officer and my wife was Darlene. I hate long intros in these sto...
Myra pulled the cruiser into the parking lot of the Southside precinct at ten minutes after midnight. Julie unlocked the shotgun rack, removed the weapon and unloaded it. They entered the building and reported to the duty officer to return the shotgun and sign out. Sergeant Dave Rossetti was at the desk. "Well if it isn't the Hick and the Slick. Did you la...
I was sitting in my office working. It was very quiet and I was getting a lot of paperwork done. My intercom went off ... "Rich, your sister in law and niece are here. They are asking to see you. Should I send them back," Liz, my secretary asked. My heart began to race and my cock began to stir. "Uh, yea, sure ... Liz ... tell them to come right back here."...
If you enjoyed this story and would like to comment then please write to the link below. ----------------------------------------------- I can now confidently say that my lower body is as hairless as Mistress Green wants it. An afternoons waxing with Mistress Benny made that a certainty. I endured the pain as best as I could, indeed any begging and pleadin...
Author's Notes Before reading this story please be aware that that some people would label this work as obscene and pornographic in nature. It contains several themes including transgendered, homosexual and lesbian issues in addition to graphic sexual descriptions. To make the action flow more freely and the stories light-hearted, I have taken a socially n...