The writer recommends that the reader is familiar with the first part of this story. 'Sperm Bank Artists'. All characters are beyond adult legal age, and the theme is male masturbatory humiliation at the hands of young female artists. The women artists collect ejaculate and use it for their artworks. 'Sperm Bank Artists. Part II: Olivia and Cath' coincides...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER: In New England in the spring of 1978, Senator Gary Sinclair, his beautiful wife Susannah and their adult kids Justin, Annabel and Clarissa are a good-looking, idealized family on the American political scene, the Senator standing for integrity, honesty ethics and morality. Behind the scenes, however, things are not so perfect with...
Barb, I got a big promotion at the bank!!" I announced, as I entered the house. My beautiful wife of 17 years turned around from the stove of our spacious kitchen, and hurried over to hug me as I strode across the room. "Oh that's wonderful darling. I am so proud of you! You deserve it!" she smiled her teeth perfectly white. She pressed her well-toned body...
From a very early age I have been wearing panties. I am not really interested in dressing further, at least not yet, but I love wearing silky feminine panties. The more feminine they are the more I like them. I love lace and flowers, and I love wearing them under my jeans when I go out. Whether it is school, or work, or the bar, I love the feeling of my silk...
This all happened when I'd just moved to a new town and been single for a bout six months, so I wasn't really getting as much action as I might have liked. It was my first time living in a flat on my own and being a bit of a used panty addict was a bit of a problem for me. I'd always been used to getting my hands on nice, smelly, worn, panties, whether they...
I'd like to thank my friend Keith who helped me out on the finer aspects of the male anatomy when writing story. Hope you like it. - Brianna ------------------------------------------------- There were silky red thongs, lacy black bikinis, pearl white strings and soft blue french cuts. There couldn't be a more beautiful collection of lacy panties and bras...
Chapter 3: Goodbye Julie and I had been seeing each other a few times a week, having sex in the security booth, the soccer fields late at night, and even a professor's office she had a key to. The sex was pretty vanilla except she always made sure I ate my cum out of her if I accidentally came inside her. Our relationship was purely physical as we had nothi...
Abigail Moran shifted nervously in her seat. The clock on the wall showed only five more minutes until her last class of high school was over. Ms. Fitch wasn’t really teaching anything today so much as chatting about the upcoming summer break. To Abigail, it was nerve racking! She snapped her bubble gum in frustration. She felt embarrassed to be sitting ther...
My wife's control over me insures that I have no secrets from her no matter how depraved my hidden desires. As part of my training, she has ordered me to confess my prior deviant acts to the world. This is the second part of a series in which I obey her command that I confess my past experiences as a panty thieving college cross dresser. I have changed some...
Jennie was a brat; an eighteen year old well developed brat, but a brat nonetheless. She didn't really mean to be a brat, but she really disliked being told what to do. She especially disliked being told what to do by her mother's boyfriend. He really was a nice guy who had inherited her as a dependent by virtue of being with her mother. He just had differen...