I heard the quiet tapping on the door. It was hesitant and almost timid with the urgency of someone who needed to get in. I smiled to myself, knowing exactly who it was. It would be a kitten with nothing on but a raincoat, wearing whiskers on her face and a kitten's tail sprouting from her butt plug. I waited for a few moments until the knock became a littl...
I wasn't exactly an extrovert when I was younger. I was always the guy who just fantasized about banging hot girls rather than chatting them up and actually doing it. My hobby was stroking my cock with a furious vengeance on a near daily basis. Usually I did this to a myriad of discarded porn magazines the nearby 7-11 threw out every month. I'm always look...
Speeding along the busy dual carriageway I took a moment to glance down. What I saw was a pair of legs clad in the tightest shiny black pvc boots, knee high and with 6" spike heels that made it barely possible to operate the pedals. From the tops of the boots came fishnet stockings that rose to disappear under a zip fronted pvc miniskirt. It was all hot, tig...
I heard the quiet tapping on the door. It was hesitant and almost timid, with a touch of immediacy, of someone who needed to get in. I smiled to myself, knowing exactly who that would be. It would be a kitten with nothing on but a raincoat, wearing whiskers on her face and kitten ears on her head. I waited for a few moments until the knock became a little lo...
Here's another slut wife story for the brave anonymous keyboard warriors to sharpen their angst with. If you like the story fine, if you don't, stop reading and move on, but just to keep the brave anonymous men enlightened, this story deals with a wife being unfaithful...does it bring back memories and thats why you're pissed????? ***** Slut with a missio...
I'm standing in my bedroom looking at my reflection in my full length wardrobe mirrors. I was just about to twirl around to view my full reflection of my lingerie clad body, when my husband walked into the bedroom, stopped at the doorway and sighed. "Are you really wearing that lot tonight?" He said almost despondently. "Of course I am!" I replied triumpha...
It had been hot all day and as darkness fell, she came in from the patio carrying the empty tea glass. The phone rang as she walked to the kitchen. Picking it up, her breath stopped at the sound of his voice. "Be at the Hyatt at 10 p.m. sharp. Wearing that special nightgown I bought you, covered only by a light raincoat. Your black heels and thigh-highs. N...
You are probably wondering what has happened to Arnold. My gangly, awkward, but very cute 19-year-old neighbor who discovered a little fetish for my panties was back at college for another year. Now just because I haven't written about him in a while doesn't mean that he has gone unnoticed or ignored. I made it a singular goal of mine to keep Arnold erect...
This erotic adventure from the pen and mind of Leroux finds Jess exploring her newly-discovered 'naughty side'... I hope you enjoy reading Jess's adventure as much as I did composing it. Chapter One Jess was nervous, but the first date had gone well. Very well. She was busy in the kitchen preparing their dinner. She had elected to go for a seafood dish wi...
Every time it rains, you leave a list of instructions on the kitchen table. It reads like a grocery list: shaved pussy, peach-scented lotion on the labia and nipples, no panties, shirt, bra or socks, black cotton tights, freshly-shined raincoat and galoshes. I love the rain. Not because of all of the usual reasons people give for loving it. Like because it...