I was doing laundry today and started thinking about my underwear and my life. My relationship with lingerie had changed throughout my life, and I started thinking about my panties of there years and how they were a reflection of my life and moods. So I sat down and wrote about it. Not sure if it's worth reading or not, but I thought "what the hell" so I p...
Dammit, the light is getting in. Maybe, I'll open my eyes and I won't be hangover. Maybe, by some miracle I'll feel fresh, the smell of coffee will fill my nose. Maybe, I'll wake up, roll over and see my wife give me that disapproving smile. I roll. Count to 10. And open my left eye. Yup. That was a mistake. First the light squeezes past my eyelids. Then...
I sat there and looked around the room as the turkey was being carved and shook my head in disbelief at the way things had turned out. I grew up next door to Matilda and Michael. Matty was sweet on me and Michael, who was two years older than me was a bully. So, Matty and I played and Michael and I fought. Sometimes he would win and sometimes I would and we...
This can't be happening. I have imagined this moment a thousand times, wished for it on countless dark nights. You take me in your arms and lift me up, kissing me passionately like it's our last night together. It is our last night together... Earlier that night... It was an impromptu rendezvous. Our mutual friend had invited me to your office bar, then ha...
I glared outside at the snow sweeping the streets of New York City, and sighed. I hated the snow, although I was a so-called "winter baby". Every hour or so, I would glance at the window-doors we had in my store, and squeak at the amount of snow that, somehow, managed the triple as time passed. At five o'clock, I had noticed the insane amount of snow we ha...
I had just lost my load in front of Ms. Panington and Ms. Jensen. They had been quite clear that I was not to squirt without express permission. I could not bear to look at them and I hung my head in shame as my cock shrank in front of their disapproving gaze. My hand, my panties, and my belly had cum dripping everywhere and I could see that I had messed the...
Note: This story is the seventh episode in a short series entitled "Louis Makes a Decision". If you have not read the previous six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories I strongly...
Copyright; Elizabeth Loring, September 1, 2006. All Rights Reserved. (No part of this story may be reproduced for any reason without explicit written permission from the author. Do not remove this copyright statement.) DAY 3 –MY INITIAL SATING "OH FUCK ME!!...YES!!!...YESSSS!!!" I gasped and panted at the same time. Hands in my hair pulled my head down qu...
(Author's note - Please vote, as it will motivate me to finish the second chapter) * * * Me and Carrie were typical high school sweethearts, and we were from a town where high school sweethearts were typical. What wasn't so typical was that we kept on dating even after she went away to college. Four years of nothing but vacations and a handful of weekends,...
Some names have been changed * Several years ago, I decided to finally have the sleeve on my right arm completed. I went to my favorite shop to make an appointment with Erika, the woman who had inked all my tattoos for the past three years. Essentially, she'd used my arm and my back as a blank canvas. Yes, I trust her tattooing skills that much. Rather th...