Tight Leather Pants Stories

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Halloween Transformation Ch. 2

by girlboybootsie on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

When we got to Barbie's she told me that we needed to start getting ready for my debut as "Jennifer". She had me take a shower, and then holding a razor, she climbed in with me and had me stretch out my leg so that she could shave it. Earlier in the day I would have objected, but I was already longing to get back into my sexy feminine clothes, and I wanted m...

Little Guy Brad

by octoberinasia on May 12, 2020
Fetish

Brad, then 24, was hired as a young salesman for a software company. He worked in a cubicle on a second office building in a nowhere city. He was young, dumb and eager. He was also, secretly, a full fledged pervert. When he was younger, he became fascinated with his mother's clothing. Particularly, her leather boots which she paraded around virtually everyda...

An Unusual Service Call

by johncockenfurs on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I am a carpenter by trade. I usually do more specialized work such as furniture but my best friend is a contractor and I occasionally get calls from him to help out building custom fireplace mantles and trim. On one of these jobs I had come across a Ms. Jasmine Williams, a very mean and demanding lawyer, while installing a custom fireplace. She hadn't spoken...

Poppie and Victoria Visit Thrift Store

by SpringBreakerz on May 7, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Victoria and Poppie decided to go thrift store shopping on a Saturday morning.They took Poppie's car, an old baby blue 1974 Mustang that was fashionably falling apart, parking it on the street in front of the Salvation Army. "I hope I can find something that looks good for people with no boobs" Victoria said to her new younger friend as they got out of the...

The Dressing Room

by leathercuckold on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

The other day I was out shopping. I was wearing a pair of super tight black leather pants with a zipper at the bottom, some white open toed 5" heels and a tight, white, cashmere sweater with a deep V in front. Not that as tight as that sweater was I needed to bring more attention to the girls, but I like to anyway. I knew that the neighbor boy worked at Tar...

Seduction at Belinda's House Ch. 12

by AndreaJordan on Dec 10, 2018
BDSM

"What was that darling?" James's muffled voice called. "Your phone... a text," Belinda replied as her red lips sipped slowly on a cup of peppermint tea. It was Sunday afternoon and James and Belinda were lying on the couch, both tightly strapped into Belinda's face sitting shorts. These were cute red leather shorts, but with a difference. A thick leather s...

The Sex-er-View

by Foxfan69 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Story codes: MF, cons, oral, anal * * * * * Brenda Buttner; the beautiful Foxxy Net News senior business correspondent was in a hurry this warm fall afternoon. The pretty host and reporter rushed through the lobby of the Foxxy Net News building on her way to her office. She scarcely noticed the stares of her co-workers and others in the building as she...

A Hot Spring Night (Sequel)

by johncockenfurs on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

A couple months after our last public leather encounter, my wife and I thought we would try something a little different, but equally provocative. This time would be slightly different though because we'd be coming home after meeting someplace out. It was getting to be springtime and our neighborhood comes alive once the weather is out; people start partying...

Apartment 12-D, the First Time

by boxwoodsub on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

He was hesitant at first to open the mail, when he heard the ping of email. The first one was what he expected, the series of images from the web cam he had brought when he used the key he had been sent, to go to the apartment. It was an average but upscale place, like most of the others on the West Side, brick exterior, token balconies, a long hallway, the...

The Adventure

by txbiker on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As my bike slowed down at the corner, I saw you standing there. Your call to meet me was an unexpected surprise. You step onto the footpeg, and swing your leg over the saddle of my iron horse in one swift move. You melt in behind me, and hold your face to the cool, smooth leather of my jacket. With your arms wrapped tightly around me, I put my bike in gear....