Chapter 16 The moment Savannah entered the dorm room a broad smile spread across her face. Right in front of her Roxanne was sitting obediently on her knees like she had been ordered. She was wearing a pair of sheer green stockings and nothing else. The way she was looking up just dripped of fear, embarrassment and lust. Just looking at her it was obvious s...
On Wednesday morning, the guys had an interview on Live With Regis and Kathy Lee, a national talk show series that showed on major networks across the country. The group arrived early in the morning to be greeted by a group of screaming fans. It still amazed Jennifer at how these people found out where these guys would be and then show up in droves! Didn’t t...
Bobby Phillips was an eager young man of 20, working his way through college, picking up summer jobs at any place he could, mowing lawns, moving furniture, fixing things around houses in the upscale neighborhood near his, one a little more downtrodden on the other side of town. He got work by word of mouth mostly. That's how he found himself in Beth Atkins...
Andrew smiled at me as he held up two pairs of skimpy speedos, one for each of us. "So we've got to wear these," he said. "That's the condition they've laid down." My jaw pretty much hit the floor. "Are you serious?" I asked. "No fucking way am I wearing a fucking speedo dude! That shit's fucking gay." I'd been so into the idea of going round to Andrew's...
The leisure centre gong sounded, indicating the public pool session was over. The area was being readied for a Ladies under 20 diving competition between two Bucharest colleges. The only users, Divora and I slid out and made our way to the adjoining male and female changing rooms. The girls were doing their warm ups, sleek young bodies and firm flesh unself...
After Suzy had left the room I lay on my on my bed in a daze, it all felt unreal, had my sister really just made me jerk of for her, the taste of her panties and my own cum which she had made me suck through her dirty sock told me without a doubt it had happened all right. Bloody hell! was she really in her room right now masturbating? What would she do if...
I lifted the towel to my face, wiping off the sweat that had accumulated as I paced on the treadmill. Music filled my ears from the CD walkman I carried as I neared the end of my workout. I had come to the gym more than an hour before, had already lifted weights for a while, and was almost done with my cardio exercise. As I lowered the towel, I looked to...
There are few things that I love more than women's sports. Not for the competition, mind you. Not for the freedom it embodies, either. Not for the excitement or the love of the game. No, I like it solely for the sex appeal. There is nothing that gets me, as a man, more aroused than the bodies of women, their bodies glistening with sweat, their uniforms tight...
Writer's note: My muse, you are truly amazing and wondrous in your thoughts and writings. This story was inspired by you and written for all to enjoy. You've become a truly special and lifetime friend. Thank you. * * * * * It had been a few years since we first started chatting on Lit., slowly growing comfortable enough with one another to actually meet...
This confession is the second chapter of a follow up series to my earlier series "College Crossdressing Confessions." My wife forced me to make those confessions detailing my shameful addiction to wearing panties, pantyhose, and other girly intimates, and my panty pilfering ways in college. While I was making those confessions to the public for the first tim...