Nicole Stamson was a goddess. Or at least she thought she was. Nicole was a stunning, 22 year old brunette beauty. Tall, athletic, and with a feminine strut, she was nearly untouchable. Of course genetics helped. Her mother was a beauty queen in her day, winning pageants across the state. Her father was the President of the University and a ruggedly handsome...
Caity was the ring leader of the trio at Ryan academy, an over confident, somewhat cocky but likeable brunette. She was also the oldest having turned 18 some months before her cohorts. All were grade A students, excelling in literature, math and science. This wasn't uncommon in such place as Ryan's, the academic foundation that normally ensued a transition i...
[You can find my other stories under my original user name 130260] Lorna finished tying the lace of her brand new white plimsoll and lovingly stroked the smooth and gleaming white canvas with the lightest touch of her perfectly manicured fingertips. Until Steve had turned her on to the very special pleasure of wearing white plimsolls with white ankle socks,...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Chapter 14 On Monday morning Mark got woken up rather roughly. It was only 7:30 am, but his phone was going off loudly. Confused he picked it up to see who would call at this ungodly hour. Nerves instantly struck him when he saw his girlfriend's caller ID pop up. What ha...
You march all day long with your platoon, marched up and down and stood at attention. The sun was ablaze and the day was full of heat, but what kept me attentive was those feet in your combat boots. Your boots seemed like a size 12. All black and heavy duty. And just the size of it, i can imagine how your feet smell. Even the size and shape of your feet imp...
Susan O'Malley was never much of a housekeeper. She was, however, the best at dominating men, and women, young and old, delighting in bending them to her ways, usually a process that involved forcing them to drink her hot piss. Not usually - always. She loved exploiting the weaknesses of others. It played to her sexually controlling nature. Today, for exa...
I would like to thank my friend Gizzmo for the idea for this story and his input to make it what I hope is a great story for all of you to read. Have you ever wondered how your life can go from good or some days even excellent to shit in a blink of an eye? Here I am sitting at the kitchen table looking at a pair of socks that my wife Ann wears and wondering...
8th Day "Bewildered in Confusion" I woke up with a very good mood. Yesterday I served Madame sincerely, and maybe she understood it. Or maybe today I might get another chance to show her my appreciation and total devotion to her. Feeling really happy I stood up, ready to start my morning chores. I was actually whistling, trying to be as quiet as possible....
"So I've been noticing comments this past year about wanting more sock-related foot fetish stories. Personally, I'm not the biggest sock fan. I love bare feet, simple as that. However, I'm giving this story a try with some sock AND barefoot fun. One of my favorite places for foot sightings is the library on my campus. Every time I go there, I see girls with...
I got the call right after I saw Molly pull into her driveway. The 60-year-old, lean, sinewy single blonde was home for her usual half-hour break from her retail job in a small store in town. She was wearing a dark pantsuit and shoes. She called immediately after she got inside. "Come now, I need to be relaxed and don't have much time," she said plainly. I...