Chapter 5: James steps into another fine mess. Sunday morning. 10:45. It wasn't the first time that James had woke up in such an advanced ... state of excitement. But on that Sunday morning he woke up with a hard-on that he couldn't believe. Such dreams, he'd had! They'd all seemed so vivid, so real, so ... happening. All woolly-headed, he was strugglin...
This is a work of fiction although some things actually happened with my wife! I had known Janice for some time but never really talked to her. It's like that in a local bar; you see people but never really get to know them. Anyhow she worked at the hospital as a nurse and always wore the old fashion nurse uniform of white skirt and hose. Every time she c...
A clap of thunder startled me, annoyingly breaking my interest in a conversation coming from the table a few feet away from me. I was listening intently at the two women while Marie, my Mistress, was in the bathroom. I sat there, torn between rushing to her and blurting out what I'd heard or staying in my seat to hear the rest. I began to fidget, feeling a s...
Background: The next three stories involve my only long-term on-line subject who I have named Nancy. This subject passed all of the tests I described in story two ("A Few Good Subs"), but before we were able to arrange an in-person session, he was offered a job in a town a great distance away, precluding any in-person meets. We agreed to continue training...
This is a story about foot worship and pantyhose sex. If you don't like this topic then please move on. I hope you enjoy it! My wife had to work Thanksgiving Day for about six hours, which was rare for someone in retail. She went in casually dressed in a nice pair of khaki pants, a nice blouse and some comfortable flats. We planned ongoing g to my parent's...
Shelby slowly wandered into the dorm hallway, feeling her legs shaking with fatigue as she wrapped her fingers around the door handle and let herself into the room. Walking into her dark room, Shelby extended her arm and switched on the dim light. She walked across the room and sat down on her soft bed, laying down and running her fingers across her long, sl...
Part IV. Collared Mistress Wendy sat down and watched him closely as he removed his polo shirt, shorts and underpants. She made him just stand there, shifting a little nervously, naked except for the chastity harness. Her long legs crossed, Mistress Wendy afforded a beautiful view of her thighs beneath her sundress, which had hiked up a bit as she lounged b...
She signaled her interest by looking at me just a fraction longer than necessary. I looked away and then back again to see if she'd returned her gaze. She hadn't but, inching back even further on her high bar stool, recrossed her legs, letting her little dress ride slightly higher on her thighs. The music was loud and she gently swayed from side to side. Sh...
Jason was in a hurry. He just found out he had an out of town meeting the next day, one where he needed to wear his best suit, the one that was at the cleaners. After finalizing his travel arrangements he left work early and rushed to the cleaners and grabbed his suit. Only then did he remember that he had all but ruined his black shoes during the last heavy...
Rob and I had been married for twenty-three years. Rob was an insurance salesman, frequently on the road for days, sometimes at a company office two hours away, and otherwise working from home. He had an office in the house, with its own phone, computer, and furniture. Rob often had checks from clients, as well as confidential papers, which he kept in a lock...