This is a work of fiction, only the facts have been changed to protect the guilty. It was an early evening in the Spring when I pulled up in the pic-nic area as the light was just fading. I was wearing my black basque with six suspenders holding a pair of tight, seamed stockings, lacy g-string and silicone "wobbly" breasts. Over which I wore a short, front...
It was just past closing time as I looked through the shop window with great interest in the quiet side street I found myself on. I had the night to kill being away with business and had gone for a walk around the town's small streets before I went for something to eat. It was filled with corsets, girdles, suspenders and bras, all for the more middle aged...
The house was quite easy to find. The sat nav behaved itself and led me down the narrow lane. At the end a stone built converted barn. Just right for a secluded, private, weekend. The door was opened by Marie. Fifty years old, five foot six, brunette hair in a bob. She was healthy, fit looking, although she carried the padding appropriate for a real woman o...
A few nights later when Linda was coming out of the shower she noticed another box on the bed with a piece of card and some sky high "hooker's heels" beside it. A pang of excitement shot through her when she saw it. The Card had a title which read "The photographer and the glamour model." Linda looked in the box and lifted out the contents. There was a shelf...
Note: This is a story I wrote many, many years ago. I've cleaned up the spelling and grammar, but otherwise left it as it was. * "Come with me," Nina whispered in my ear at the end of the party. I'd been chatting with her earlier as she was so beautiful and I have something of an obsession with Indian girls, and she'd seemed really nice. Everyone else was...
This story I'm sharing is following my last trip to London when I met Abi and she blew my mind and my cock. Abi is an incredibly sexy girlfriend of one of my London team. She's 27, brunette shoulder length hair, fantastic body and gorgeous 36C tits. I was in London in December 2009 doing an annual review of the London team where meeting Abi for the first tim...
We were stood up next to the bed, anticipation bubbling in our minds with what the next few hours were going to entail. I wanted to please you, I needed to. Nothing turned me on more than knowing my man was being satisfied by me, that I was fulfilling your every need. I moved forward into your masculine body, moulding myself against you, feeling your bated...
I'd always lusted after my wife's aunt. Right from the day I first met her, sitting on the lawn of her house. From where I stood, I could look up her short skirt and see that she was wearing stockings and suspenders, not tights. A rare thing in the 1980's. She is seven years older than my wife and ten older than me and she is very sexy. Over the following y...
The events so far... My formerly innocent wife having been bored after the birth of our son had agreed to do a small cabaret spot at a failing Indian restaurant as a bet with the owner. This had turned into a live sex act with the owners young son and was an instant hit. Jude had cuckolded me for the first time and I had found the excitement of seeing her...
"So... What are you wearing?" Cynthia glanced down at her comfortable, baggy trousers with the elasticated waist, and wiggled her toes inside well-worn carpet slippers. "Mmm..." she began, doing a rather dodgy Mae West impression, "Why dontcha come up and see me sometime? Silk stockings and suspenders, high heel shoes... and a skimpy bra and panties set - b...