My love for panties goes back as long as I can remember. When I met my girlfriends mother I knew I had to have her panties. She wore a tight fitting skirt with an iridescent white blouse. The blouse showed her lace bra underneath and just a hint of her dark nipples trying to break free. Her panty lines were evident , full granny panties it appeared, yet ther...
My love for panties goes back as long as I can remember. When I met my girlfriends mother I knew I had to have her panties. She wore a tight fitting skirt with an iridescent white blouse. The blouse showed her lace bra underneath and just a hint of her dark nipples trying to break free. Her panty lines were evident, full granny panties it appeared, yet there...
N.B: This story contains graphic descriptions of toilet activity, in particular a female bowel movement. If this is likely to cause offence, please read no further! ***** Fortunately for me, I only needed to wait a mere 24 hours to receive the final part of my birthday present from Denise. After a full day at work, Denise returned to my apartment just aft...
I got all dressed up. Put on my tight black one piece with a snap up crotch, a tiny transparent black skirt, a black g-string, thigh-high fishnets, six inch black open-toed heels, my black leather choker, big hoop earrings, blue eye-shadow with dark red lipstick to match my finger and toenail polish, and a large black plug. I'm five-eight, one hundred and fo...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are of at least the proper 18+ years of age. ***** Out in the cold dark reaches of space a moderate sized yet compact spacecraft was slowly drifting through the seemingly endless void. The mission debrief given to the two occupants of the ship was quite clear, travel to each planet listed and document any possible f...
I had lived next door to Nafula for over ten years. Originally from Kenya, she had been met her future husband Ken whilst he was vacationing in Africa some ten years previously and then moved back to England with him in the early nineties. We had all been friends for a long time, dining at each other's houses quite regularly and even sharing a holiday togeth...
3. As I left my room I felt the humid Florida heat hit me like a blast furnace. The wind was calm, and I felt my already sweaty body begin to drip. I didn't need to lower my nose to smell the semisweet odor that was coming from every inch of my body. I wondered if the smell would really awaken the involuntary animalistic desires in people like I had heard....
This all happened when I'd just moved to a new town and been single for a bout six months, so I wasn't really getting as much action as I might have liked. It was my first time living in a flat on my own and being a bit of a used panty addict was a bit of a problem for me. I'd always been used to getting my hands on nice, smelly, worn, panties, whether they...
I live in a small town where not much happens. Fifteen years ago, a family rented the upstairs apartment in our large house. We had much more room than we needed, and the entire upstairs was turned into a private apartment. A lovely family moved in and we became like family rather quickly. The mother was remarried and her one child was from her previous mar...
Marion was beginning to wish her best friend Caitlin hadn't persuaded her to sneak back into school with her to retrieve her purse. The two 18 year-old sixth-formers were best friends. Marion was Head Girl and Caitlin was Sports Captain, yet as they stood by the sign reading 'Staff Only -- Entry to all pupils forbidden' that stood on the gate to the courtyar...