"Holly! Take a look at these," Robert said enthusiastically. Holly knew what was coming. She had took the plunge and agreed to satisfy Roberts shoe fetish and this was the first pair he had found since. Robert would search endlessly for shoes he thought were sexy. One week it could be wedges, the next stilettos, another platform, then boots, sandals or cour...
You don't see much about my fetish online. You can google 'old fat lesbians crapping in fetish gear' and find it within two sites. You can find midget sex and girls being fucked by huge Technicolor dildos attached to stainless steel perpetual motion machines reminiscent of Jules Verne. But nowhere to be found is furniture frotteurism. It's slightly disconcer...
He's a good husband and I love him. I wouldn't say I'm always sexually fulfilled, but he takes care of me, he makes me laugh, and we are quite happy together. If there is one thing standing between me and total marital bliss, it's our sexual incompatibility. Me--I just want a cock inside me. I'm pretty old fashioned that way. Hubby? Well, let's just say he's...
For anyone who has read my first story "Friday Night Party", they see in the end that I end up with Brandi's g-sting on. I have had a panty fetish for a long time, just something bout them turns me on. Ever since I put on my first pair of girls underwear I have been hooked, not sure if it's the fact that they feel good or if its the fact that it's a forbidde...
My wife (2nd marriage ) divorced me because she could not deal with my cross dressing. It was actually the best thing that could have ever happened to me. I proceeded to get my own apartment where I would not have to hide my wardrobe and I could come and go as I pleased. Except for going to work, I started to live dressed up as a woman almost all the time....
It was hard to sleep after the events I watched on the laptop the night before. Now it was Saturday and my last full day out of town as I would be headed home late Sunday morning. My final meeting for the week was at 1pm Saturday afternoon and then I would head back to my hotel and wait for the Skype call. Talk about a long day, all I could think about was C...
Part I He had agonized for weeks. How to tell her about his secret? How to put in plain words his love for her and to reveal safely a long-hidden side of his personality. Would she reject the whole "thing" completely as "kinky"? Could he describe how he knew she would look dressed as he imagined? Dare he risk losing her? Because, at last, David had me...
A Problem to Solve I have known for years that my husband of 17 years was intensely interested in panties and just loved seeing panty lines or exposed lace on women when we were out and about. It kind of made me mad that he would so blatantly stare at other women like that, especially since I usually wore sexy panties myself that I wanted him to notice. I w...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 2 – If a picture paints a thousand words Spring segued into summer. I was working hard and playing hard and in many ways I was having the best summer I'd known for quite a few years. I started the cricket season in top form and stayed there, consistently averaging over 60 with the bat and below 19...