It is a Friday night and I am upstairs in my bedroom sitting at my dressing table getting ready for a night out. It should not take me to much longer as I have just gotten out of the shower and I only need to dry and brush my hair and put on a little make-up. My husband does not like me wearing to much so just some lipstick and a little mascara. What I will...
Inspired by and based upon Serpent Dance by Synthean Thanks to Jon B 1969 for the edit. "I hate chinks." The words seeped up like pus from a festering wound. The woman didn't say it out loud. Her upbringing made her too refined to express such thoughts openly. Helen made no bones about it, however; she disliked the Chinese immensely. She was never able to...
Although the story you are about to read, sounds like a sailor's wet-dream, I swear is true, every word only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. In 1972, I was thirty, in the prime of my life, single and living in a beachfront penthouse in Venice, California, which I rented for $350 a month. I was dating a half a dozen women, who knew about...
Look, I know that what I had done in order to move us out of my parents' basement and into the house of our dreams was wrong. But there was no other way for that dream to come true with my salary from that waitressing job at the diner and the weekly paycheck that my husband had been getting from his boss. Anyway, it was on this one Wednesday afternoon that...
I hope you read the other stories regarding Jenn and I and enjoyed them. This is another event that happened during the vacation that I took with Jenn. Just to fill in the gap Tuesday was not very eventful. We delivered the load picked up the next one, flashed as we drove along and spent the night on a freeway ramp. Yes she and I did have sex. Wednesday mo...
The Fourth of July found a small party going on in Vic and Christine's backyard. Vic and Dale held forth over the barbecue and the bar while Hugo and Karl played with and lifeguarded an assortment of children in the pool. The women, on the other hand, were clustered around an umbrella-shaded table with their laptops out and intense expressions on their faces...
Yesterday Lady Valerie loaned me out to her friend. Terrified beyond belief, I drove to a large hotel, rode the elevator up to a large suite and ordered to undo my pants and prove I was wearing panties at the door. I was scared about being scene in the hall worse the humiliation was turning me on so much my clit got hard. Lady Valerie had taken my chastity o...
She knelt on the thin carpet of the medium-grade hotel, eyes down, listening. Still clothed, but suggestively so, deep v neckline on an almost see-through blouse, short skirt, stockings. All black. Her Master and Sir Gryphon sat in medium-grade hotel furniture, negotiating what Sir Gryphon could do to Master's slave tonight in the ballroom-turned-dungeon....
A few years ago in August, my wife and I went on a vacation to visit some longtime friends who lived in Northern Utah. The vacation went well and when it was time to return to our home in southern California we headed down the southbound I-15. We were in the southern part of Utah when the air conditioning in our car decided to call it quits, so we stopped...
My wife had accidentally found panties in my travel bag. Even though she was not trying to discover anything hidden in my bags, the deed was done. I explained the beginning of my panty fetish. (Chapter 1). What she objected to was my keeping part of my sexual preferences a secret. The trouble came from trust issues. After a trip out of town and us finally be...