She sat on the beach with the sea swirling around her feet as the tide came in and out, she thought of what could have been, she had come to the island to get away from everyone and everything back home, she had run away from a wedding that should not have been planned, she sighed it was never meant to be, she placed her head on her knees and while looking o...
One Saturday morning I went to work as usual, I was working for a local moving and storage company. I lived in the middle to lower class section of town. I had finished High School about ten years ago and was going to night school. The jobs that we moved seemed to me always to be high-class areas and there weren't to many black men in that area. Well we got...
Ann's little car really moved. I was whipping it along the main drag through town, going back and forth between the left and right lanes as I navigated through the slow moving traffic. No one seemed in a particular hurry to get anywhere. No one...except me. I kept a lookout for one of the many police cars that inhabited the town, but I was in a hurry, and th...
Chapter 1 "Say that again?" I asked, to make sure that I heard her right. Deanna Maxwell was one of those ladies that one gave close attention, with her tall, slender, statuesque body, striking blue-grey eyes, and luscious, wavy nut brown hair. Even so, there was still a chance that I might have slipped into a daydream on a lazy Saturday afternoon like t...
Part I - The Beach My wife, Sandra, was attending a Real Estate seminar and I had been alone since the previous afternoon. I was feeling sorry for myself, because it was my birthday and I was all alone in the big old house. I was wondering how to pass time on this long, lonely Sunday when our friend Erica phoned and invited me to the beach. Sandra and Erica...
Alisa's Point of View- "I like your dreads." I heard my professor say as I walked pass heading towards my seat. "Oh, Thanks." It caught me by surprise, half the time he only spoke was to remind us to turn in our late assignments. And I loved looking into those icy blue eyes, just kidding they made my stomach curl with shyness. Secretly I wanted him to n...
It was a hot and humid night in the balmy island of Singapore. Bored, horny and alone, Sasha began to wonder how to fill up her remaining time with something more exciting. Absolutely nothing to do, she mused to herself as she flipped through magazines after magazines, through pages of the current fashion and quirky sex and relationship stories. "How to ma...
********** A story written by my slut to remind us about the nature of the relationship. ********** The Master had decided a few weeks previously that things had slipped slightly lately. His slut had become lax in her submission to him. It was partly his fault, after all life had been busy, but that didn't excuse her. So the Master decided that she need...
Saturday morning. John had headed off to play golf with his brother, Joe. Again. And I was left alone. Again. I sat at the kitchen table with my coffee stewing over my plight. Only 33 years old and a golf widow. Suddenly, I noticed that John had left his cell phone at home. Idly, I picked it up. I noticed he had one unread text message. Without even thinki...
This is my fetish story, comments and feedback are encouraged. This story, as with all of the stories I have written, is purely fictional. No accounts are to be taken literally, and all characters in this work are fictional also. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * * * I have been obsessed with panties for as long...