My name is Fam and having spent a couple of years as an online camgirl I had enjoyed so much fun answering the demands of visitors to my private room. It really turned me on playing with the minds of submissive puppies who were seduced by my feet and legs dressed in stockings, pantyhose and sexy little ankle socks. Many guys longed to grovel at my nylon enca...
MY SEDUCTION INTO CROSSDRESSING & GAY SEX It all started out easily enough. Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson had been our neighbors for many years. Their backyard abutted our backyard, a bit at the side of the end, so contact was frequent but not too much so. They socialized with different friends, maybe because my parents were younger, but were certainly nice neighbo...
I had lost another bet and was now wracking my brain as to how to pay the price. You would think I would have learned not to make bets with my husband. It was a silly bet, as is usually the case, but I was so sure of myself this time that I had agreed to stakes much higher than I would normally consider. If he proved himself right yet again, I agreed that I...
It had seemed the perfect answer. Go back to work. Not full time, but just enough to relieve the crushing boredom that my life entailed. Two grown kids at uni and a workaholic husband who was away from home at least a week a month at the New York office of the lawyer firm where he was a partner. On top of that he worked murderous hours, often twelve or fourt...
The mere sound of the door to the flat being closed behind her was sufficient stimulus to cause my cock to start to swell. The explanation was simple, I had learnt to associate this sound as a starter for fun, it indicated my roomie Catherine had left the flat to go to her work. It meant that I could sneak into her room and have a good rummage through her la...
This took place in 1964... A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe stockings, spike heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom! A FANTASY STORY.... As she stood in her bathroom she could almost still feel his presence. Joan would know just...
In 1959 Brian Macklin was in his mid forties and was making just enough money to get along; his dreams of affluence were ruined when his marriage failed. He used to be a sales executive for an affluent London based firm but all of that came to an end when his wife left him; his father-in-law owned the firm where he worked; say no more. To make matters worse...
(This is my first story for Literotica.) * Here I am. I weigh nine stone. That's a perfect weight for my height. A doctor told me. That's me in the mirror. It's two in the morning. I look much the same as I did at eight o'clock this evening. The strap of my black satin dress has slipped from my shoulder. You can see my bra-strap. I have a ladder in my stoc...
I'm now in my fifties but for as long as I can remember, I've had a fetish for heels and nylon stockings. When my parents were out I would sneak into my mother's wardrobe and try on her stockings and high heels. I sometimes used to dress further with her girdles and party dresses. This always ended with my cock being rock hard and me wanking, trying to make...
I've always loved stockings. I remember when I was a little girl I found a pair of my mother's old suspenders, from when stockings were the only option, in the dressing-up box. I thought they were fascinating and wanted to try them on with some stockings, but my mother still bought my clothes and there was no way I was brave enough – or rich enough – to bu...