Sonia's Erotic Stories

  by Stocking Smitten Too Sally arranged to go shopping with Yvette after work later in the week.  They were still in their uniforms and it was evening when they went to the mall and it was crowded.  Sally found the lingerie store and sure enough, Marie was there to help and greeted Sally as she came in the store.  “Hi Sally.” “High Marie,” said Sally.  “This is my friend Yvette.  She is just beginning her wardrobe so we will be needing your help.” “Why don’t you browse a while until Yvette gets to know her way

 I worked in a local grocery store as a stock boy for some time.  It was off the ocean, and many times during the hot August days, women would come through  wearing assorted cover-ups over their swimwear.  Most you would look at and not give a second glance.  Others had nice bodies, but covered them up.  This one customer, however, never came in wearing swimwear, but very short mini skirts with high heels and tight tops.  She was a lady that would sometimes bring in her children, and sometimes her husband.  But, nonetheless, I loved her

I’ve been fooling around with cameras since high school, when I saved up and bought my first decent one. You know, a 35mm job with two interchangeable lenses. I mean, it was always just a hobby, I never thought I had enough talent to make my living at it, which is why I became an accountant. Yes, just a boring accountant for a large CPA firm. Still, the 9-to-5 hours and decent pay make for a good life, except in March, when everybody throws their taxes at me at the same time. Anyway, I was showing

I wasn’t surprised to see naked tits. I have five younger sisters and a brother. But these tits were on the chest of one of my paper route customers. I was out collecting one evening when I knocked on the door. Mrs. Toy came to the door wearing a short terry cloth robe that barely came down past her pussy. I thought I could see a few hairs peeking out from under. “Hi, Joe. You caught me coming out of the shower. Come on in.” she closed the door behind me. She sure smelled good. She

  It was late summer and all of my buddies were either on holidays or working at crappy low paying jobs. I had just turned eighteen and felt every hormone tingle in my body. I had been a small boy growing up, not attracting attention from girls, but over the last year or two I had developed, in more ways than one. I had sprouted to above six feet and, with the help of my father’s weight machine, put some muscle on formally thin frame. After football practise the guys would tease me in the shower and

About 15 years ago I lived in the suburbs of Sydney with the typical wooden 6ft picket fence surrounding each yard. My neighbour (married and 10 years older than me) used to hang her washing out each morning about 8.00am and take it off the line about 3.30pm. I was working shift work for many years and also took on a distance education university study so I would generally sit on a banana chair under a lemon tree out the back yard to study. After a while I noticed the regime that “Mary” would take each

I was in my second year of college and living in the dorms when I first heard about Anne. She was a 25 year-old massage therapist who worked from home just off campus. I met her in August during the last part of our football camp. She was a knockout. A beautiful 5’8″ Italian girl with black hair and dark eyes that could bring any man to his knees. I was awestruck and speechless at our first introduction. I was sure she thought I was retarded or something, but her voice was soft and sweet. A

I work for a large clothing chain, and had to do some research on some marketing techniques.  So I decided to take the day off work and head to the local library. I got there about ten o’clock and found all the info I needed to help my research. It was around one thirty when my wife called me on my cell phone. She said work was slow and she was going to meet me at the library in fifteen minutes. I said that sounded good and told her where I was located in the library.

Jason Wintergreen was a 14 year old boy who was trying to earn money by cutting lawns on his parents power lawn mower. He enjoyed cutting the lawns but he enjoyed the money he got even more. He knew Mrs. Jessup quite well and her daughter even better. They were in the same classes at school and he wishes that he was not only in the sames classes with her but wished that he was also in her. Also from knowing her mother he wouldn’t mind getting into her either. He was riding around

I moved into an apartment in East Los Angeles, an area predominantly Asian. The apartment was above a detached garage in a residential area. The young Asian woman had rented the place to me for a reasonable fee, and it was fully furnished. I liked it very much, and it was very close to my new job. She had a daughter, a lovely young woman named Annie. They were recent immigrants to this country, and didn’t speak English very well. Right outside the balcony of my apartment, Annie and her friends had built a tree house.

*** A fifteen year old boy is seduced by the lady next door. (F/m-teen, 1st) *** There isn’t a whole lot you can do when you’re fifteen years old. I mean, you can’t get a job, you can’t drive, and when you’re stuck in the suburbs without any public transportation, you might as well be dead. Your world reduces to wherever you can get on foot or on bicycle, and when you live in my area, that’s very difficult anyway, because there are no sidewalks, so you’re walking on the street half the time,

 I got this job in a firm as an apprentice, through my girlfriend’s father.  It was the first big break of my life, and although I made mistakes, I learned from them and bettered myself.  Although she had two brothers that also were in the firm, and much further up then me, I wanted to get up as far as I could, taking every opportunity to do so, but, not as a hatchet man, but with proven work abilities.  About 6 months after I started, my girlfriend started.  It was her father’s wish that anyone in

I met Steve at a bicycle race. We had finished next to each other, sharing third place in a big, local race. After that, we hooked up often on training rides and raced against each many times while remaining friends. We lived in adjacent towns about 50 miles apart. I knew Steve was married but I only saw his wife once at a race and only from a distance. She was tall, with long, blonde hair and what looked like a great body. Sometimes, on training rides, Steve would talk about Debra and how uptight

 At the time I was working in a grocery store, an older lady worked there, and her daughter worked in the lady’s department.  The lady’s department was situated next to the grocery department, which is where I worked.  Many times the two ladies would invite me to have dinner with them while at work, and most of the time, to be next to and to show off for the daughter, I would often pay for the meal.  I guess the mother had the months of the year in mind cause the mother’s name was May, and

Another sunny day welcomed us as we awoke in our hotel at Macon.  The riverside window was closed and shuttered to keep out the noise from the busy road below, Simon opened it and threw back the shutters.  I put on my robe and went over to him.  He kissed me tenderly and put his arms around me.  We stood for a while, watching the morning sun reflecting on the river Soane, and in the far distance, the Alps, looking magnificent against the clear blue sky. We decided to skip breakfast and make an early

Simon returned from his trip to Paris after five days and was given a lift from the airport.  I had returned from my office only a short time before he was due to arrive, just enough time to shower, change my lingerie and put on some fresh clothes.  I was really quite flushed and breathless when I heard the car arrive.  He looked wonderful and I could tell that he was really horny when his colleague helped bring in with his baggage.  He couldn’t get rid of the guy quickly enough and as soon as he

I dare say that this story sounds like a fantasy but it is, like the previous 2 stories, entirely true. I thought I would relate one of our swapping episodes this time, this wasn’t the first time we had been involved with others but for me it was one of the more memorable occasions. The week previous to this, I had been working up in London and on my way home I noticed a lovely little outfit in a dress shop window. The emphasis was on the word little, it was a white crop top with

My mother had asked me to stop by her mother’s house on  my  way  home from my friend’s house to pick up a crocheting book.  Both  my  mother and my grandmother were really into crocheting, and they traded  these cornball little magazines with all kind of  intricate  little  designs and patterns in them.  The magazines came with not only pictures,  but detailed instructions, written in code, on how to crochet whatever you wanted.  Don’t spread it around, but I had even tried it myself.  It’s not a masculine thing to do, true, but it sure was

My sexual world had two awakenings. The first one was Easter vacation in 1955. My uncle and his family were being transferred to Europe from the United States. So, my father took me to help his bother get ready to move. My cousins were both older than me. Mary was in college; Sam was a year older than me. My dad had Mary’s room, and I bunked in with Sam. While bunking with Sam, he taught me how to jack off and even gave me a couple of his “treasures” to take home with me. They

Maybe it was the heat. All day, Micah and I had been bickering. It started when he saw what I was wearing, which really wasn’t a big deal. Emphasis on “big.” My dress was short, and the top, which was two triangle cups, left the center of my chest and the sides of my breasts bare. Hey, it was over a hundred degrees outside!  Here’s the other thing: notice how I said “the center of my chest” and not “my cleavage”? Well, that’s because I don’t have any. All through high school

When I was about 14, living in my childhood neighborhood, would steal my neighbors bras and panties from her dresser and her hamper. Her name was Shelly, she was a very nice looking lady, about 35 yo. She was married with two kids and they would never lock their door when they would go out. I had went to her house a couple of time and stolen many of her bras and panties. I don’t know if she noticed but I bet I had about 6 bras and 6 panties. One day in the

The category says stories, but this stuff went down. I was about 15 or 16, and was really close to my cousins, like brothers. I would stay with them for a month at a time. My uncle was constantly traveling for business, and I just tried to live like they lived, which was not as strict of a house that I lived in. There was a boys-will-be-boys mentality at my Aunt’s, and that was cool with me. When we hung around at the house, we could just chill in our boxers, and we were innocent

I was on holiday with my mom and my aunt who is a few years younger than my mom, It was dinner time and they were going down to the restaurant for dinner my aunt had just had a shower and had not left enough time for mom to shower, they left leaving me on my own in our room all alone as I made some excuse about not feeling to well as soon as they left I went straight to the clothes my aunt had left on the bathroom floor found her used panties

Two of my four sister in laws came to visit us on Easter Sunday, Mary is 32 and married and Bridie is 16 and to my knowledge hasnt had a boyfriend yet. Bridie has gone from a geeky kid into a very attractive young lady, and I`ll be honest, I`d love to give her a good fucking. Anyway, we`d had our dinner and the kids started moaning that they wanted to go out to play. After much pleading I gave in, Mary wanted to chat with my wife, so Bridie agreed to come with us. Off we

Since I have been married (15 years) I have had a sister-in-law that has been a tease ever since. Let’s call her Nancy . She is a very attractive woman and just as sexy. We have known that there has been a tension between us since I first started to date her sister, my wife. I don’t know how many times I had to masterbate after seeing her pool side. One day we had to go and pick up her car and drove together. Somehow the conversation led to me telling her that I have jacked

One summer day When I was fifteen my mom sent over to my granny’s house to help her go shopping. I had brought my friend Joe and granny had her friend Maggie join us. We set off to the mall. My granny looks like Mrs. Howell off of Gilligans Island if any of you remember that show. She was about five foot five, small boobs-b cup I think, bottle blonde hair. She was very upscale classy looking lady. Her friend Maggie was much the same way. We must have a million stores that day.

   One day, I was sitting in my room and the phone rang.  It was her.  “I’m going shopping for clothes.  Would you like to come?” She said in a sexy, seductive voice.  I said, “Why not? I’m not doing anything right now. How about I take you?”  She said, “Fine.  Mom was going to, but I’d rather have you take me.  I’ll tell her.  Meet you outside.”    I jumped up and got the keys to my car, and drove next door to her driveway where she was waiting.  She was wearing a green sundress.  Scoop neckline

I know a buddy of mine who always has a big smile on his face and I asked him one day why he is always so happy. Brett told me he had recently taken a part time job as a salesman at a upscale ladies shoe store. He mentioned that not only was he supplementing his income but he was getting an opportunity to look up a woman’s skirt and getting paid while doing it. My buddy is a good looking guy and the lucky guy is the only male employee who works there along with

I was returning Karen & John’s vacuum cleaner. Mine had blown up a couple of weeks earlier, and I hadn’t spent the money to fix it or buy a new one yet. I didn’t know either Karen or John particularly well; they had only moved into our duplex about 3 or 4 months before, and what with work schedules and all, I only ran into them at the mailbox or front door a few times for a couple of seconds. Anyway, Karen answered the door, and as I thanked her for the use of the appliance, she