Tight Jeans Stories

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The Wife and the Waitress

by t3aserman on Oct 21, 2019
Loving Wives

Him: The curve of your inner thigh captured my attention as we followed the waitress up the steep and narrow staircase to the second floor of the pub. My eyes tracked the curve as it disappeared underneath the hem of your tight dress. Sensing my lingering gaze, you let your dress ride up a little, giving me a glimpse of smooth satin and moist folds in shadow...

Her Petite Possession Ch. 08

by AndreaJordan on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

It had now been almost two months since Kate had transformed her boyfriend, Brad, into a pair of pink silk panties. Since that time he'd spent at least twenty three hours a day on her body, stretched around her hips and pulled tightly between her legs. Last night Kate had made out with Emma, her blonde flatmate, and Brad was now was aching from the combined...

Wild Sex in a Noisy Indian Wedding

by kinkydreams667 on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

It was getting late and we were waiting for darkness to envelop and hide us. While kissing, her hand was furiously unzipping my tight jeans; the brass chain grazed my dick. But a desperate Priya didn't seem to care, pushed her hand in and held my hard leaking dick feeling its searing hardness. "Hmmmm....my toy is ready to please me.....its rock hard...hmmmm...

Bed, Bath & WAY Beyond

by afare24get on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was her day off from class. Tori strolled in, looking for a knife for cooking, a humidifier and some new candles for her tiny apartment. She entered the electronic doors of her favorite store: Bed, Bath & Beyond, along with the $200 gift card in her grasp. She smiled, taking in all the glances from the men past her nineteen years, some noticing the Invade...

Chronicles of Megan Ch. 01

by Theartofsex on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 01: Vibrations The vibrations of the ground danced to the beat of the music, and Megan hazily stumbled through the body filled college apartment. Jenny n Max mus be roun here somewhere, Megan forced the thought through her liquor filled mind. She put the large red cup she held to her lips, empty? She thought. Her head turned to the punch bowl acro...

The Vanilla Test - Day 01

by koala011860091 on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"You are so full of it!" Gretchen started to blush, embarrassed by her friend's reaction to her confession. "You wouldn't mind if someone pulled your top down in public!?!? What, are you on drugs?" Petra continued. Gretchen felt mortified. Petra had been her friend since they were 8, and she had always shared all kinds of things with Petra. Whenever she...

Black & White in Belgium

by The Marquis on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Lucy and Mark had arrived at the hotel quite late the night before. They had had a quick meal at one of the restaurants around the Market Square before having an early night. They had opted for separate rooms because, while they both hoped the trip would work out, they agreed that if it didn't they needed to have their own space. They had a leisurely breakf...

Rosie's Victory

by Messyboy98 on Apr 25, 2018
Fetish

In a large stone cloister room, Megan Bean hung by her wrists from metal chains, she had a device strapped to her head which forced her eyes open. Megan tried to look around, hearing voices in the distance. She heard Rosie, one of her greatest foes talking. Rosie spoke to two of her followers, one of which was infected to her, and the other was a girl she ha...

My New Partner Raquel

by jomomma141 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I am a police officer in a midsized department on the east coast. I was recently assigned a new partner, a transfer from another precinct. I learned that my new partner was going to be a female, and I was a little disappointed. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind that women are cops, it's just that when you have a male partner, there is a banter and "guy talk"...

The Stranger Ch. 02

by peacekeeper25 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

When I woke up, it was getting dark out. The last remnants of sunlight were coming through the skylight. Tristan was still asleep. I glanced over at him, studying his face as he slept, noticing the way his nose curved, his lips, his long grayish hair and beard. Having a man in my bed was so strange after all these years. Four or so hours ago he was a strange...