This is a continuation of A Satiny Halloween. You probably need to read that first to understand why Chris and his girlfriend's mom are sitting around dressed in satin lingerie and stockings. Part three will be longer but needs some build up so I cut the story off here and made it part two. *** Linda was smiling and picked the wine glass back up off the ta...
As I'm wandering through the lingerie section, I notice you watching me. I can't help but blush thinking that you must realize that I am looking for me rather than someone else. I select a pair of black lacy French briefs, the kind that mould to the shape of my arse, a matching pair of suspenders and a pair of sheer black stockings with little bows at the ba...
I was in a good mood when I walked through the front door because I had finished work early for the first time in ages. I was going out for a meal with Steve, my husband to celebrate his promotion to district manager. I had been planning this evening in my head for weeks, deciding what to wear and how and when to give Tom his present. I took a bath and got r...
My phone vibrated softly signaling a text. I almost didn't look at it. I was at a meeting of the board of the corporation I work for, trying to steel my nerves for a presentation I was scheduled to make. This was my first time and instead of running through my presentation in my head I was focused on what I was wearing under my suit. I glanced at the phone....
This is part 3 of this series. Thank you for your feedback and I'd welcome any thoughts and suggestions. People have been very helpful. This is a little different from some of my earlier stories. It's a little more of a fetish kind of thing. Some people have liked it a lot and some others don't like it or think it isn't realistic. I will write some of my oth...
It's easy now to look back and play armchair psychiatrist and see where my fetish for school uniforms and cute cotton panties started, but it wasn't until I met MISTRESS that I realized exactly how deep that fetish was ingrained in my mind and soul. Mistress knew I was a pantyboy after the first few seconds we met. Or so she likes to remind me. She didn't n...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan January 2007 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * The following are fifty-word stories. The...
"I want you to cuckold me." I said to my wife. "I'm sorry, what?!" She replied, with a surprised look upon her face. "I said, I want you to cuckold me. You know what it is, right?" "Sure, my colleague Caitlyn and her husband Peter have a cuckold relationship, and everyone in the office knows. But I mean, really? Why would you want that? I know our sex lif...
Chapter One: Panti and Cherri Pops Panti's red nailpolished finger lazily circled the glans of Cherri's erect penis through Cherri's gauzy nylon pantyhose gusset. Preseminal fluid seeped from Cherri's palpitating member and darkened the sheer nylon. Cherri's white satin panties were bunched around her thighs and she bucked and heaved as Panti gripped Cherri...
This a basically a true story. As an older man, I admit that at times I find younger women hot. Heck, what can you say, they dress so hot these days and sexy that it's not hard to think of them as women. Not that I don't find older women hot too. Any female that dresses sexy, basically tight jeans and t-shirts that show most of the figure, short tight skir...