Sharon loved feet: feet in sandals, feet in shoes, bare feet, and especially dirty feet. There was something about seeing the sight of dirty soles on another female that turned her on. She especially loved her own dirty feet. She enjoyed rubbing her feet on the floor to grind in the dirt, then looking at her soles to see how dirty they were. She also loved s...
Authoress notes: The following story is as much about the current state of college football as much as it is about sexy coeds in bondage. Supposed student-athletes don't get paid anything, and aren't allowed any special benefits, while the coaches and administrators make millions. Somehow a lot of poor student-athletes wind up with nice cars, and stuff like...
I've never had a fetish for female clothing, but I did feel extremely sexy when I first had the opportunity to luxuriate in it at home alone. I began dressing as a girl at 12, but it wasn't until I was 18 when I dressed up completely for the first time. When my parents went away for the weekend to Atlantic City, I took advantage of the opportunity to explore...
Alison was stunning, that's obviously why I hired her. Yes I know that I'm a perverted pig. She was 19, petite and very sexy. I figured she'd flirt with the customers at the counter of my ice cream stand. She'd draw crowds of boys who would buy ice cream, drinks and snacks. But she didn't listen, she didn't follow the rules, so she ended up with a deliciousl...
I usually only write about the longer, more elaborate adventures and forego the shorter, spur of the moment naked escapades. I have found that I enjoy reading the short little stories of those who have a quick but exhilarating nude in public experience. That and the e-mails I receive asking why I don't post my little adventures has led me to getting some of...
Author's Note: This story is based on a true story. I wanted to build the background for the story in this installment. Feel free to comment and give me feedback. Would love to hear from the readers. * I have always had a foot fetish. Even as a young boy, when the weather started to turn warm in New England, I would become excited as I knew that soon wome...
I woke up Friday morning and the first thoughts before I even opened my eyes were of Him. I could feel a smile on my lips as I opened my eyes and reached my hand to the other side of the bed. He wasn't there. His side of the bed was cold and empty. I could feel the disappointment sink into my chest and tears spring to my eyes. I wondered where he was, why he...
"You'll know summer is nearly here," my colleague Jeff told me, "when the amusement parks open and Bikini Wax is finally open for business." Having moved to the area in late January, I was quite surprised by this Bikini Wax place. "Bikini Wax?" I prompted. "Yeah. Nice place for eye candy." He sipped his coffee with the same demeanor as if he had just tol...
I met Matt in a basement bar below a cheap hotel in Kensington. My first impression of him was that he was rather fat, my second was that he was a cheapskate. He asked if I was hungry, and when I said yes, he bought me a bag of crisps! Still, he also bought me three large Proseccos, and as it was a quiet Wednesday evening, I agreed to go back to his room wi...
Chapter Eighteen: A Honeymoon To Remember "Good Morning Hun." as I kiss Mikel, the morning after our most wonderful night. "Good Morning Chan." Mikel says as he plays with my hair. I say, "Last night was...well so wonderful, you made me feel like a woman." Mikel says, "You are a woman and last night was the best for me too babe." Mikel rolls out of bed,...