ELEVATOR MUSIC and TITTIES Ch1 Actually as much as I can remember, early on elevators didn't have music. In fact those I do remember had an inner fence or mesh door on the actual elevator that went up and down along with it . As today, each floor had its own separate door. Another thing, all early elevators that I remember had an elevator operator. Always...
Over time Angela was starting to get a vague understanding of Tim's breaking and training her. On the rack, he was subjecting her to the most arduous sexual activity possible, the scope and range of methods barely describable in mere words. The second part was his taking her to biker bars and having her perform a myriad of sexual favors to the patrons presen...
Ever since I was a small child, I have been turned on by the women who were out ringing bells for the Salvation Army, but only if they were properly clad in their distinctive uniforms. I still remember the first time I saw and heard one of those women. I must have been about six years old, and she was a matronly lady, clanging her bell as she stood beside he...
Annabelle slammed the hotel door, dropped her suitcase, briefcase and handbag on the bed, and collapsed down beside them. She was shattered. The journey from London to Chicago had been exhausting; she had caught the red eye last night which had had to put down at JFK for four hours with engine trouble, and then, when she got to O'Hare Airport, her credit car...
This story is again based on fact with very little embellishment and is therefore quite mild in comparison to other stories. Please feel free to offer any feed back. It's always appreciated. ---------------------------------------- Mandy, my wife and lover is about 5'8", wavy blonde hair, quite slim and very attractive. Her well defined breasts are a perfe...
Friday Evening This is a story inspired by the stories written by NYCsubBBW. If you enjoy it, please let me and her know. Also, check out her stories. She writes some good stuff. After reading one of her stories I had to read the rest of them. They were like Lays potato chips or tits, once you have had one; you just want to have them all. Anyway, she soun...
Alex had brought a small bag with a change of clothes and toiletries. He was going to shower and change, against my objections, in the downstairs bathroom. I wanted to shower with him, rubbing soap over his hard body as hot water poured down the two of us. I wanted to put his hard, erect penis in my mouth as the hot shower's water fell over my mouth. When I...
Inspiration emerges when you least expect it. At least... that's been my experience more often than not. Most of my exhibitionist "games" began with a totally random idea in the midst of everyday life. My first exploration with being surprisingly nude happened because a UPS delivery came at just the right time. A dressing room is positioned perfectly to gi...
Part 1: The Jacket Kyle had already had quite enough travel to last him a long while. Four days in San Diego, with two days shot from air travel and the following week back at home, since October-ish. In any event, it had been over six months of the same routine, the same hotel, the same client, the same suitcase and the same predictable hotel food. The we...
Fuck, thought Gavin, another long week over, just 50 minutes on the train and it's two whole days of freedom. Sleep in, stay up late, do whatever I like. Now if only this train trip wasn't so long. Just thinking about taking a quick nap Gavin took a bored glance around the carriage, there was only a few people on the train at this time of night, just as Gav...