I was shaken out of my late-night doze when the shrill voiced woman announced that my flight was ready to board. I was going back home to London after several weeks working in New York. I am quite an anxious flyer! So, to make it easier on myself I spent the previous day getting myself pampered. I had a massage, followed by a long soak in a bath. I had my e...
If the Shoe Fits: A Shoe Fetish Story Summary: Shoe obsession leads to submissive sexual exploration. Note 1: This is dedicated to Kevin, who requested this fantasy. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven for editing this story. If the Shoe Fits: A Shoe Fetish Story There are two things I love to do every day: work out and jerk off... although it's usually...
***Although this story stands on its own, readers might enjoy this story more by reading my first story Nothing More Gratifying, which describes our loving female led relationship. I suppose every happily married couple has their rituals. Little things that one partner does for the other to reinforce their relationship and show their love for one another. I...
The second part of the story of the Stocking Sperm Challenge will make better sense if the reader is familiar with the original story. * Naturally, Ruby was enjoying telling April every saucy detail about what she had just put me through at my first and failed attempt at the Stocking Sperm Challenge and the history of my unsanctioned meddling with her inti...
Ch 6 (of 7) -- Women's stinky feet -- at 30,000 ft! Danny Dawson and his three former school pals, all of them eighteen-year-old school leavers with no job or training to go to upon their leaving education and, (would-be) 'career claimants', had duly reported to the location of their placements, as assigned to them by their local Job Centre. * The recen...
Tess joined the robotic march of commuters heading through the park, ear-buds plugged in and stooped to her phone like the rest, even though her earphones were silent and her-- slightly trembling -- screen blank. Her heart hammered. So her dream was definitely a warning. Not the faery-bollocks her mam used to witter on about (bless her soul) more like a me...
The verdant hedgerows whizzed by in a blur as the car accelerated down the narrow, winding country lanes. Long grass and grain in the fields rippled in the summer breeze. Everywhere was basking in the glowing sunlight of another hot summer afternoon. On any other day I would be calm, cool and collected. Driving down the roads with the windows down. The hum o...
Fetishes: big breasts, ass worship, ass licking, foot worship, foot fetish, femdom, maledom, doggystyle, titty fucking, titjob, handjob, blowjob, threesome, MMF, rough sex, strippers Tags: Dead or Alive, Helena Douglas, Lisa Hamilton, Marie Rose, businessmen, DOATEC This story was written on suggestion by another online user with some of the details which...
Chapter 5: C.S.O.'s Karen and Linda put their foot down ... and their feet up. I knew I was in trouble -- big trouble -- as I listened to the vengeful tone of my two supervisors' running dialogue as they frogmarched me across Canford town square, heading towards the Sock Room ... "Can you believe it, Lindz," said Community Service Officer Karen, in tones...
I knew I was in trouble. I should have been home six hours ago. It was already 11:00, and I knew Patrick would be worried. I started to think of a good excuse, a story I could tell him that he would believe. Car trouble came to mind, but he'd ask why I hadn't called him on the car phone. I looked in my purse. Damn! He'd paged me three times. I didn't have my...