Sonia’s Erotic Stories

Little Helpers I was painting the wall in a window recess at my home when I saw the boy’s faces staring at me, open mouthed, from behind some bushes in my yard. It was a hot day and as usual I had stripped down to nothing but a pair of old baggy panties so the sight of my paint splattered tits jiggling in the window must have been exciting for them! I took a deep breath. ‘Okay, don’t panic.’ I told myself. ‘They’re only young boys seeking a thrill!’ I forced myself to continue painting as though

Bob McClintock had got himself into some major trouble.  He had had his run-ins with the law before, and even done a couple of thirty-day stints in the county jug, but this time he had really hit the big time.  For his part in an arson plan gone wrong he had netted himself four years as a guest of the Feds and, even with remission for good behavior he was going to be doing every day of two and a half years. Things might not have been so bad if his wife, Leona, was still alive, but

I was a door-to-door insurance salesman once for about 20 minutes. It was another of my many failed careers. Dante was wrong. The deepest circle in hell doesn’t belong to the traitors to kin and country, there’s a level even deeper. The Tenth circle is reserved for door-to-door salesmen. Because that’s a living hell on earth, and THEN you die. I took the insurance job after being fired from my trainee position at the heavy equipment company. I just fucked up too much for them, I guess. I hated being in an office all day anyway. I

Hi Sonia,  I wanted to pass along to you an experience of mine.  It was kind of a combination of a fantasy and a most embarrasing situation.  My sister in-law started selling lingerie and she does these home lingerie parties.  She had one at her house and invited me, my sister and two of her friends from work. We all had a great time talking and perusing the merchandise.  Part of the selling is to get each person to try on an outfit and model it for the rest of the girls.  Not a big deal.  Every

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was one of those girls in school who didn’t mess around. I certainly never went all the way with a guy. That’s one of the reasons I suppose that so many of us got married right after graduation. I know that we were supposed to be the liberated ladies of the Seventy’s, but a lot of us still held on to our mother’s beliefs about holding on to our virginity until marriage. Most of us were so sex starved, and tired of self pleasuring that we jumped at the first guy who asked us

Geoff was thrilled.  Sharon’s words brought the promise of fulfillment to a fantasy he had recently found repeating itself in his thoughts during their times together.  As erotic and satisfying as their sexual explorations had been together, his thoughts often strayed to the idea of bringing a second female into the act. Over dinner, Sharon, an extremely attractive camera technician at the local TV station, told him, that she’d met a young beauty contestant in the course of shooting a story for the station, who wanted her to do a “lingerie shoot” for the girl’s portfolio. Anticipating

Dear Sonia: Been on the road for quite some time.  Here’s a little contribution for your website. The story is pretty much as it happened with but one exception.  I’ll let you try to figure which is the exception. I was on an overnight business trip to Philadelphia when an afternoon meeting was suddenly cancelled.  With the afternoon all to myself I decided to do a little shopping.  I found a wonderful lingerie shop not too far from my hotel and went in to browse. Inasmuch as it was nearing late afternoon there were no

My balls ached…I sighed in ecstasy as I gazed down at my body. I was laying down on a large double bed, clad in lingerie. My cock protruded, almost painfully erect.  I was wearing a long white nylon full slip, with a pair of white see-thru nylon crotchless panties on under it.  I gazed up and watched as my mom’s friend Ann slowly masturbated me with her lingerie.  I shuddered and gasped at the intense feeling of the cool silky nylon rubbing across my glans.  She knelt between my legs, and grasped the slip at the seam,

One of my earliest sexual memories is having a bath with my Auntie when I was about xxxx. We lived in a large, older two-story house in a quiet neighbourhood of the city. Our main bathroom had an old-fashioned claw-footed tub that you could fill up to your chin with hot, soapy water. Aunt Fanny had me sitting between her legs, facing away from her. She had a bar of soap and, while she rubbed it gently over my body with one hand, she gave me a soap-suds massage with the other. I could feel her hard,

  My Aunt was a seamstress. She always made clothes for the various members of Our family. She made shirts and pants and shorts for the boys, and tops, skirts and dresses for the girls. She lived only two doors away, and was a constant part of my life.   It seemed to start very innocently for me at probably age ten or eleven. I was asked if I could come over to help out Auntie ‘R’ for a half-hour or so with some sewing. She was trying to hem a

A couple of years ago I had an experience that gave me a whole new perspective on how I look at older women. I went over to my friend’s house to hang out, when I got there his mom answered the door in her swimsuit. She told me Lee wasn’t there, but she figured he’d be home soon. She asked me if I wanted come in and wait for him. She told me she was going to work on her tan and invited me to come out and take a dip in the pool. I didn’t have

  When I was young my Grandmother treated all of the grandchildren the same. She taught us all to cook, clean, dust, iron, fold and put away the clothes. That meant all of the clothes including her underclothes. She did not make us do it. She had a gift which allowed her to make each job seem like it was fun and make us want to do it. She also paid us a nickel or a dime. I grew up during the late 60’s and early 70’s and at this time men did not do things like that.

I was 17 years old when my mother died, leaving my dad and myself alone and living in the suburbs of San Diego. Over the course of the next year, Dad and I settled into a manly groove. He went to work, I went to school, he went to the bars after work, I ran track and played baseball, we ate out at the nearby diner, ate take out pizza or microwaved frozen dinners, the dishes piled in the sink and the trash overflowed the garbage cans until the cleaning lady came every other day.

When I was 11 my dad died suddenly. An only child, my mom raised me the best she could and worked full time, but times were tough. Fortunately my dad’s sister, my Aunt Pam, lived in town and she was very helpful to me and my mom. I spent quite a bit of time with her in my teen years, and many days after school I would go there instead of home, and would often stay the night when my Mom worked late (she had a second job as a waitress). As I turned 13 I was

I had been cutting Mrs. Barons’ lawn for about 5 years now.  She and her husband moved in right after they were married, he was 20, she was 19 and just out of high school.  Mrs. Barons’ husband left her last year and she was divorced now but she got to keep the house, so I still had a summer job doing the lawn, and a winter job shoveling the snow.  I should tell you Mrs. Baron was a very pretty woman, she had brown hair which she wore very long, all the way down to her

I’d just turned 18 & was still living at home… It was towards the end of my Sr. year, & I’d just gotten home from school, & headed to my bedroom with the intention of calling my girlfriend, when I noticed that there was a pile of clean clothes on my bed, “Good” I thought, mom did laundry today, “Shit’ I thought, it’s my turn next…. Well as I was putting things away I noticed that my mom had accidently put a pair of her silky white full cut panties in with my stuff…. Now what

  Chris stood a little back from the wooden fence and watched the children walking to school. Most walked in pairs he noticed. Some carried lunch pails or books. Many had those backpacks slung over one shoulder. He was grateful they were too busy laughing and watching each other to notice the naked man tied to the clothesline in their neighbour’s backyard. The fence with its thick, angled boards worked well to hide him. Chris sheltered behind the fence, knowing he was not invisible. He could feel the blush rise in his cheeks each

My girlfriend in college lived in a large house with three other girls. Her bedroom was in the basement right off the laundry room and across the hall from her hot blonde best friend. My girl usually had early morning classes and I would just sleep while she went to class when I stayed over. Anyway, she left for class one morning and I was getting ready to leave when I heard her best friend’s alarm go off and then heard her heading up the stairs to the shower. I suddenly had a wonderful idea! I had

I was sorting out the dirty clothes in the laundry basket, and came across a pair of my panties. I usually go for black cotton ‘tangas’ although sometimes I wear black lace ‘bikini’ briefs. Just because I’m 45 I don’t see why I shouldn’t look sexy – although to be honest no man has actually seen me in my underwear for a year or two. My only child, Robert, who’s 16, doesn’t count – or so I thought. The panties in question were screwed up into a ball. I tried to

I have had a hard-on for my MIL for close to 12 years now, I just never have gotten the courage to act on my urges. I drive a truck over the road, and my inlaws live almost 3 hours from my wife and I. Anyway, I had just left home, picked up a load in KC and was heading south, right thru the town where my inlaws live. Now, my inlaws are very cool and I am closer to them than I am my own parents. Anyway, two years ago my FIL was involved in an

When I was in college, I rented a room from a very nice older lady. I was in my early twenties so any lady over twenty five was older to me. I would say she was in her early forties. Never found out her real age. Her husband was always away on business so I worked off my most my rent doing chores like keeping the garden looking nice and mowing, etc. On more than one occasion I would come home for lunch between classes. Mrs. Robinson was a late sleeper so she would usually be in

 I was 19, and renting a room from an elderly woman. She was about 50, quite heavy with large tits and a large ass. I would leave for school, and I suspected that she would browse my room, my underwear drawer, and dirty clothes. Just a suspect though so I thought I would see for sure. I put scotch tape on the door, and if it was broken, I would know. I did this for several days and each day it was broken, and my underwear drawer was changed, and dirty clothes were rearranged. I decided

I have been an avid masturbator since I was 13, and am now a recently divorced 34 year old male. The following experience happened only a few weeks ago. I was home for the day (Friday), off from work to get caught up on things around the house. I recently moved into a small ranch in a quiet neighborhood, and haven’t met many of my neighbors yet. After cleaning out the garage and sweeping the deck, I was very sweaty and was about to shower when, on impulse, I decided to sit on the deck nude and have a nice

Once while walking through a local shopping mall I was struck by a beautiful woman walking out of a jewelry store. She was about 5’4′ long blonde hair wearing this sexy red dress. When she walked by me I couldn’t help to notice that just a small piece of lace peeked out just below the last button of her dress. I had to follow her to get a better look. With every step she took a small bit of white lace was revealed. I had a raging hard on watching her. There were a couple of times

I had always had a thing for my neighbor Eleanor; she was in her late fifties but had an incredible body for a lady more than twice my age. She stood around 5’8 had legs that went up forever an ass that was big and round and her breasts had to be at least DD’s. One day as I was sneaking around my parent’s room I went to my favorite spot, my dad’s plethora of porn he had stashed in a box deep in his closet. As I tore through the various magazines I came to

My mother in law is in her late forties and teaches science at a small private girl’s college in a wealthy neighborhood. She is very concerned about keeping her job and this year she’s supposed to be evaluated for a permanent position. To help her make her reputation, she asked me if I would help her in a lesson she was planning on biology and reproduction. She asked me if I would come to her class and basically pose in the nude to let her talk about male reproduction while showing her students what she was talking

Even as a teenager I was still wearing nappies and rubber pants, and that situation was mainly due to being frightened during a wartime bombing experience.  My Mummy used to reassuringly call it my ‘Potty Training’, and it was all kept a big secret from most people.  An innocent young boy not recovered sufficiently to attend school, I was taught lessons at home, and under various women’s influences I had slowly become more and more girlish. But it was during my potty training that I gradually became more aware of women’s underwear.  Mummy and her best friend,

  When I was 10, I started to wear my Mum’s slips, I had no sisters and when my Dad walked out there was only Mum and me. I used to wear her slips when she went to the shops; one day, the school phoned to say there was burst pipe and it would be closed till the next Monday. Mum said she had to go to work that day and she wouldn’t be back till 4:00pm. When she had gone, I went into her bedroom and opened her underwear drawer and

by Spiderman Prior to our divorce, my now ex-wife and I had made a promise to each other. That was to, well do it at her place of employ. She was and still is the office manager at a small business of approximately 10 people, 3 of which are in the office. However, she is about the only one that works late. We keep in touch for various reasons and at times I have to stop by her work to drop off papers for the kids or pick up checks for the same. Usually this occurs during

When I was in my mid-teens, about forty five years ago, I spent a week on holiday with my gran, visiting an old childhood friend of hers. Mrs. Cook, gran’s friend, lived in a small cottage in rural Glamorgan, Wales. Water had to be drawn from a pump outside the cottage. Needless to say, toilet facilities were pretty basic. She kept the house nice and warm during the day with a red-hot coal fire but it could get pretty chilly at night. As the cottage was so small, gran and I had to share a bed

My wife, Katie, and I love to play these games where we try to figure out ways to expose her to others without them knowing it is intentional.  She loves to show off, I love to show her off, and the way she looks. everyone else seems to like seeing what she has to show.  She has a beautiful face, shoulder length blond hair, and a body that can bring the dead back to life!  She has an athletic physique that is softened with some smooth feminine curves, not the least of which are two perfectly

I had known Julie for several years, we worked together on many projects and I always found her very attractive. She was a golden haired blonde with big blue eyes and a killer smile. She was a big girl, not fat but not slim either, she carried her weight well and in all the right places. She had full sexy lips, slim graceful hands and a great set of tits. I had many fantasies involving any and all of those attributes. I had never considered stealing panties before and I thought those that did were a

By JNE At around age 12, for some reason or other, which continues to elude me to this day, I started sneaking into my stepsister’s room and trying on her things in secret. The more I tried on, the more addicted I became to feminine feelings and finery. I never fully dressed up, fearing discovery and shame, but I satisfied myself by wearing a borrowed bra and panties, a nightgown, or an old discarded pair of pantyhose – I used to retrieve them from the trash because I was afraid of running them and being caught. I

Julia and Alex had breakfast the next morning in their room. Afterwards Julia dressed for a day’s shopping in the nearest town – Alex idea. Because the weather was warm she decided to wear a long blue floral print dress which had a fitted bodice and flared skirt and which buttoned all the way up the front. Underneath she wore a pale blue bra and matching g-string panties and a pair of black hold-up stockings with lacy tops. On her feet she wore white sandals with  three inch heels. Her slip was a very long, pale blue

This story concerns the spanking of my wife Julia and is a true account as best as I can remember. Julia is in her mid 30’s, with long brown hair and stands 5ft 5ins tall in her bare feet. We have been married for 15 years and she has been subject to discipline for most of those years. Anyway, about Julia’s latest misadventure! Julia had been repeatedly naughty over the course of a week so I informed her that Saturday night was payback time! I am a firm believer in women being as feminine as possible and

It was 11 o’clock and Julia sipped her hot coffee and reflected on what had been a disastrous morning. She had forgotten to set the alarm clock the previous night so she and her husband Alex had over-slept. As Alex showered she went down to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. Somehow she had got distracted and had burnt the toast, setting off the smoke alarm. What a noise. Alex had appeared dripping wet from the shower to discover the false alarm. Because of all the mishaps Alex had only time for a few sips of coffee

It was Friday afternoon and Julia and Alex were getting ready for a holiday week-end break in a country hotel. Julia was just completing her packing and was adding some extra items of lingerie to her already full suitcase – after all, she thought, a girl had to be prepared! So to her case she added a selection of half and full slips of various lengths and colours, extra sets of bras and panties as well as a few extra pairs of stockings. She shut the case and then turned to get ready for the two hour

(Julia Invents New Fore-play and Tells About It)             Okay, panty fans, this is Julia, and since you have been reading stories about me and my relationship with Trevor, I decided to tell one of my own.  As you all know, Trevor and I had been involved for years when He was a teenager, and are now together as adults.  We have been together again for almost a year, and in that time, Trevor has told me about the stories he has written about us.  It  was quite a turn-in recalling those memories, and knowing

(Julia Requests Karen in her Brown Dress!)               A few days after I banged Julia’s friend Karen while she wore her brown dress (More Karen in the Brown Dress), Julia called me over to her house.  She said she had some “work” for me to do.  When I got to her house, I let myself in as I always did now, and found Julia in her bedroom wearing a new black lace bra and panties.  The panties were briefs with a nylon back and crotch panel, and a sheer and lace front panel.

(He Begs For More And Gets It)               If you read Karen in the Brown Dress, you know all about tall, dark and curvy Karen and how she got me going with her brown, short sleeveless dress, matching panties, and playful attitude.  I had to call her a few days later and ask for her to model that dress for me again.  As agreed, I made an excuse that she needed some help around the house and went over after school on the agreed upon Wednesday.             Karen met me at the door,

(A Continuation of the Julia Series)             This is yet another amazing story from the Julia saga (Weekend at Julia’s series, Modeling series etc.).  If you read Julia Part 4 and Julia’s Friend Karen, then you know how I got connected with her.  The important details are that she was very tall, dark and full figured.              One day, a few weeks after Karen and I had our first encounter alone together, Karen called me over to clean her gutters for her.  I anxiously agreed hoping just to get some good looks at her

One old, one new, neither borrowed, both blue               It had been a couple of weeks since Julia and I had played with her new pink panties and I was beginning to wonder when I would get to see the third new pair she had promised to show me.  I was very pleased when my mom told me she had to go out of town overnight for work, and that Julia had agreed to let me stay with her.  That day came the following week, and I went straight to Julia’s after school. 

Modeling pink leads to some real kink               As was revealed in part 1 of this series my Mom’s friend, and my sex-buddy Julia had modeled a new pair of panties she had been hired to model for a retail catalog.  She still had two more pair to show me, and the very next day I was rewarded with the second pair.             I got home from school and Julia had left a message on the answering machine asking me to come over to help move a few more boxes.  I arrived to

She gives way more than just an up-skirt view   ********* This story is a continuation of the Julia series – starting with Julia (parts 1 – 5),  then Weekend at Julia’s (parts 1 – 3) *********             Just when I thought that my adventures with Julia could not get any better, I was once again pleasantly surprised.  When I had spent the weekend with her, she had informed me that she had gotten a job as a panty model for a retail catalog.  She had gotten the job through her friend Karen,

              After lunch, Julia and I dressed up and went out to a local art museum.  We also saw a movie and went to dinner.  Julia was wearing an ivory colored dress with a green and brown print and nylon stockings.  It was all I could do to keep from mentally undressing her, and imagining what we would do later.             When we got home, neither of us could wait any longer.  The garage door barely closed behind the car and we were in each others arms, our tongues exploring each others mouth as we

              I woke up on Saturday next to Julia in her bed.  It was the first time spending the night together since we had started having sex.  I put my arms around her and pulled her against me.  The sex we had had last afternoon and evening had been great, and had exhausted both of us, but I was now rested and ready for the rest of our weekend.  As I contemplated this, the alarm went off.  Julia shut it off, rolled over in my arms and kissed me.  She smiled and said:             “Last

            A few short days after my 16th Birthday encounter with the sexy Julia and her sultry friend Karen, I came home from school to find a note on the kitchen table.  Apparently, Karen had called and said that her lawn service had not been able to come out that week, and could I come over to help her.  I grabbed our mower and pushed it the few blocks to her house.  When I arrived, I found the yard neatly cut and trimmed.  Something was up, and I think I knew what it was.  I

              If you have followed the Julia series, you know how Julia and I eventually developed a sexual relationship that we both enjoyed.  It continued on in this way for a year until I turned 16.  That is when things got even more exciting.  I had just turned 16, and like the year before, Julia invited me over to get my birthday present.  The only difference is that this time, she was able to make it sound like an innocent birthday dinner as well.  This excited me as I knew what extra time with

            If you have read the first two Julia Stories, you know that Julia, an older woman, and friend of the family, had  been really allowing me to explore my interest in women and their sexy undergarments, and had finally given me my first blow-job as a 15th Birthday present.  Thats where this story begins.  The day after the blow-job, I came home from school to find out that Julia wanted me to come over and cut her grass.  I practically ran the whole way to her house, hoping there would be a repeat of

            So, if you have read “Julia Part 1” already, then you know how for the last 5 years, I would get to feel her through her shiny, silky nylon underthings.  To this day, many years later I still remember how she felt, and her luscious scents.  As I mentioned earlier,  Julia was a close friend of my Mom, therefore it was no surprise to her when Julia asked me over on a rainy afternoon  to give me my birthday present.  I had just turned 15, and wondered what Julia had wrapped up for

            When I was a boy, My mom had a good friend named Julia.  Julia was a gymnast, and we would regularly attend her competitions.  In time, I began to notice how good Julia Looked as she performed in her black Leotard.  I became mesmerized with how her hips moved, and the curves of her body.  Even when she would be at our house visiting, I couldn’t help but watch her and wonder what she had on under her clothes.             One day, when I was 10 years old my Mom had to go

On Thursday, after a week of dread and also excitement at the prospect of another trip to the gym teacher, John finally got the expected summons to report to her outside the girls locker room after last hour class. As he walked soberly down the hall, he reflected on his troubling week.         He had very little reminder of the soreness in his bottom, yet those first two days he got a stinger every time he sat down. And even more troubling was that was almost always followed by an erection as he remembered the sensual Miss

John was perplexed. The teacher had just handed him a note, that a senior girl had brought into class. He looked at it briefly but couldn’t quite believe it. This was bad, really bad. As bad as he could think of at the moment. The chemistry teacher was reminding them of their quarterly paper, which was due in two weeks. He shook his head; he hadn’t even started it yet.  The loud tone that signaled a period change went off. He looked at the clock and confirmed it was 1:30, the end of today’s school day. As

by Nicky London I took my new girlfriend to a sixties dance night at a local hotel. We both dressed in some clothes we had in our wardrobes which we thought would be in fashion for that rock and roll decade. There were about a hundred couples there. We sat at a table near the dance floor, and sipped cocktails. A good group played music from that era. The beat was livelier than the modern stuff of top of the pops. A bearded man was jiving with his girlfriend a few feet from our table. As she

  After 16 years together my wife Liz and I separated. As it turns out, the separation was only temporary, but in the time I was gone I lived with one of my former classmates, an extremely-erotic divorced woman. Jean taught me many things in the short time we bedded each other; some were simply stories about her past, while many were actual experiences between us. During my time with Jean I became much more relaxed in my approach to sex, and my wife noticed this shortly after my return. Similarly Liz

When I was ten I used to play with three girls, as they were the only other children who lived near to me. Jenny was about nine months younger than me, Angela about my age and Carol about a year older. One day when playing outside I pulled Jenny’s skirt up to show her white knickers. My Mum was watching from the bedroom window and saw what I had done. She came down stairs and outside. She called for me to go over to where she was. Then she told me what she had seen. The girls

This happend to me when i was in college. 1 year i was living with a female roomate who worked in the daytime and i went to school. 1 semester, there were certain days when i had no morning classes. so i would just lounge and drink coffee in my bathrobe. 1 morning there was a knock at the door and it was a jehovah’s witness couple probably around 50 years old. They started with the usual religious stuff and i thought what the hell and invited them in. i made them some coffee and i sat

  I had a similar experience a few years ago. I was home during the week on a “working vacation”. I had been out working in the yard and worked up a good sweat. I stepped out of the shower and had walked out into the living room to check for phone messages or something of the sort when there was a knock at the door. With out thinking, I said, “Yes?” and in walked this nice looking young woman. I had left the inside door open and only had the screen

*** Jason, at 14-years of age, one day wandered into his mother’s bedroom and, looking through her dresser, his world was suddenly turned upside down as he picked up and eventually tried on his mom’s panties and bras, one set after the other. He didn’t expect mom to come home and catch him, but she did. Mom was divided on how to deal with her son’s activity. (Fm, ped, inc, cd, mast, oral, 1st) *** When Jason was only five, his father Troy was killed in an automobile accident when a 47-foot long, 18-wheeler ran a stop

Janet It was early on a Wednesday morning after my wife had gone to work. I got out of bed, wearing only a t-shirt, and headed into the laundry room to get some shorts. I would have to dress before going upstairs to the kitchen for coffee. My Mother-in-Law had spent the night, and I expected her to be at the table, already buzzing with coffee and late-breaking news. She had stayed up late with Janet and I, drinking and talking. With her years of experience as a foreign correspondent for

                                 . After my adventure with the wood carver we headed back to the hotel. I was pretty keyed up, but my husband suggested we just have dinner along the beach and watch the sunset.  We walked down the beach a ways and found a place to eat. It was a slow dinner, but that let us take in the sunset and it was great. Afterwards, we took a romantic walk along the beach.  My husband asked my how I felt about what happened at the wood carver’s and I told him it was fantastic. I was

  I’ve read your page for a long time now – or rather my husband’s been reading it and making sure I had a look with him. Naturally we’ve had some interesting talks about it too! He’s wanted me to try a little exhibitionism, and in truth I’ve wanted it too, but the thought that someone I know might see or find out has been like a brick wall that I just couldn’t climb over.  We finally decided to take a trip where no one would know us and it would be a “now or never”

When I was a teenager, it was the start of my enjoyment of lingerie. It happened one day when my mom was taking a shower. She usually left bras and other clothes In her room before going into the bathroom. Anyways, it was around christmas time, and I decided that I would look through her drawers to see If my presents were in there after failing to search for them in the closet. I opened up the top drawer, and I spotted something hot pink. Curious, I pulled it out and saw that it was a beautiful

I live with my dad and my 12-year-old little sister who we’ll call Kim. One night, Kim invited over two of her friends to spend the night. It just so happened that my dad was called into the hospital the same night. Since Kim has never really been any trouble, I volunteered to keep an eye on the three of them. The night went on without any problem. My dad said he’d be home around 2am so I decided to set up a movie for the girls to watch. I ended up sticking around for the movie.

Over the last few months, my ex and I had been e-mailing back and forth about this and that. The important one was that she would be up from Georgia to visit. She had a trade show/convention to work, her sons(my stepsons) graduation, and her class reunion to attend. She’d be in town for about 2 weeks. I didn’t know at the time, but this visit would prove very fruitful for me. In more ways than one.     After she arrived, she picked up her rental car and drove to a friends house. This is where she

It Was A Saturday Evening A couple of weeks prior Mom had given me a stack of my clothes to put away. I discovered she had inadvertently folded up a pair of her panties along with my underwear. I pulled them out and looked at them closely. They were a beige pair of nylon full cut briefs with lace elastic waist and leg bands. I guess it was the first time I’d ever really looked at Mom’s panties. They were so different from my cotton underwear. They had a shine to them and felt silky

              I developed an interest in women’s underwear at an early age.  You see, when I was a boy, my mother made no real efforts to conceal herself when she changed clothes.  I had countless opportunities to see her in her underwear.  I noticed how many different colors she had in her panty collection.  I could also see how shiny and satiny they were.  They were so much more interesting than the underwear  that I wore.  I was fascinated with the way the panties seemed to draw attention to the natural curves of the female

Your heart is pounding…you think to yourself “Am I actually going to do this…am I really here?” You get out of your car as the soft snow begins to fall in Chicago.  Inside your stomach is in knots partially from being nervous and partially from the excitement of being at the Drake Hotel for the very first time.  As you walk towards the lobby, you straighten your skirt and squirm just a little…you are not used to wearing panties, but you did this time, just for me.  You walk up to the Concierge’s desk and ask the

      [Official transcript] Delight: Once again, we are back with Panty Lover for another salacious story about panties. What new tale do you have for us? Panty Lover: This is another story of when I was growing up on the farm. It’s about my infatuation with a charming young girl with a beautiful smile named Renee… She transferred to the high school I attended when I was entering my senior year. She was a freshman and the same age as my older sister. Our paths rarely crossed at school, as my classes

[Official transcript] Delight: Ok. We are back with part 2 of our interview with Panty Lover. So, Panty Lover, tell us some more experiences you’ve had with women’s lingerie. Panty Lover: Well, my teenage years where spend growing up in an old farm house in the country. My sisters slept in one room, but my brother and I had separate rooms. And it so happened that my room was adjacent to my sisters’ room. There was a doorway that joined our two rooms together, but my father took

    From the word go I was interested in older women. No, obsessed would be the better word for it. In those days, of course, that meant just about all women, if you disregarded the giggling, barely pubescent girls who seemed from another planet. No, it wasn’t them I was interested in – it was their older sisters and mothers, and the mothers and aunts of my friends that fascinated me. Take Dougie’s mum – and my fantasy was to do just that. Dougie was my best friend in Que Que

  Well this story happened a long time ago when I was eleven years old, but it’s completely true and I still think about it while I masturbate to this very day. During the summer holidays I had gone to stay with my aunt, uncle and cousins for a week while my parents redecorated our house in London . It was exciting for me just to be away from home on my own adventure. My cousins lived in a touristy town in the north of England so we spent a couple of

I’m Peter. I am 17 yrs old. I am tall. Blue eyes short dark hair. I’m a virgin. I’m just your usual teenager. His hormones racing, he likes girls. My Grandmother is 70. She is still very attractive and sexy for her age. She has long dark hair. Green eyes. Size 14 with D cup breasts. She came to stay with us for a couple of weeks. She had a friend get married. So she decided to stay for a couple of weeks after the wedding. She had to stay

I used to stay over at my cousins while a teen. This lasted till I was about 18 so by then I was full into being a horn dog. Anyways, its kind of funny cause my aunt (would wait till my uncle left for bowling league where as he would be gone at least till midnight) would have us kids go down in the basement to play. Back then Nintendo was big and my two cousins loved to play so as soon as I would hear the water running in the shower upstairs, I would make an

I masturbated with my moms panties from a young age through to my late 20’s, which she eventually discovered when I was in my teens. We openly discussed why I masturbated with her panties and she recognized and appreciated my reason and my need. I told her that her silky nylon bikini panties and silky nylon full brief panties felt so good to touch and that they aroused me sexually. I mentioned to her that I was stimulated constantly by thoughts of her silky nylon panties and by seeing them on the

I love panties. What I actually mean to say is that I love to see panties on girls or women. Hell, I love to smell them too if I can get the chance that is. One Saturday I was in the biggest shopping mall in town.  I was 14 years old at the time. I was sitting on a bench tucked in between two potted shrubs. I was in the perfect position to watch the girls go up the escalator. On occasion I could even see a hint of panty on a girl. I had my cell

I’m new to this site but had to share my experience when I read some others’ stories.  For some reason, I had always been curious about women’s panties.  I had seen my mom’s before and wondered how the silky nylon must feel.  One day when I was about 12 years old, I got the courage to look in the top drawer of her dresser.  It was packed with lots of nylon panties!  I grabbed a pair and ran upstairs to my room and undressed and tried them on.  They were quite large on me but the

I am a big knickers lover, especially the navy blue school knickers, and directoire knickers. As a lad I use to live with my auntie and her daughter. She was a few months older than me, and she used to let me put my hand up her skirt and feel her knickers as we sat and did our homework in the kitchen. I really enjoyed that, and would get a bit excited, to the extent when it was bedtime I would go the basket in the bathroom and get

In my lifetime, I have been flashed by women quite a bit. I don’t mean to sound like I am bragging, but I am not a bad looking man and keep very fit. I don’t mind showing off my own body when it is appropriate, but a lot of the women who have flashed me have done it several times over and never have I led them on. An example was a woman named Debbie who lived upstairs and worked at the same place I did. At work, she’d often wear very short skirts. She was somewhat

In my line of work, I have all types of clients – men, women, fat, thin, fit, shaggaliscious, fugly, butterfaced, and everything in between. My favorite are two kinds: small waists/flat tummy with EITHER big tits (or tiny tits w/pointy nipples.) The reason is because when I cover them up with the white sheet, their nipples ALWAYS get hard no matter what. It doesn’t matter if they’re in the “mood” or not. Once, I was massaging this track athlete at a local university and she had a super tight ass with about C or

He heard a voice calling him…calling him from somewhere…urging him awake… “Frank…Frank…are you awake?” The soft voice of his mother, Martha, brought Frank from the land of Nod. He opened his eyes. His mother, dressed in a lavender silk dressing gown, was bending over him. “I am now, Mother,” he replied, humorously. His mother smiled at him. “I’m sorry to awaken you, sleepy-head,” she teased him, gently. “But it’s already past nine o’clock in the morning. Breakfast is still warm, but it won’t be much longer.” “Nine o’clock…that late?” He glanced at his alarm clock on his

Hi again. My name is Marcia, and in case you haven’t read my other stories, I’ll give your a short history. I’m a 24-year-old wife, whose husband loves to show off her body to men, women and especially to young teenage boys. (I love that, too!) I have long blonde hair and am 5’10” tall with long sexy legs, 35B breasts and my husband and many other people say I have a real, “walking wet dream” body. I love to show it off for my husband, who likes me to wear mini-skirts and go

  Hi, I wrote earlier about how my husband loves to show me off, to other males. In case you didn’t read my other story, I am a 5’10”, 24 years of age, with long blond hair and a body that my husband likes to call “a walking wet dream”. My husband always likes me to wear mini skirts and low cut tops. I like to wear them also, because of the attention I get. Especially from teen boys. This thing started a couple of years ago, when my husband’s younger brother, Josh, stayed with us,

I am an avid fan of panties and recently I had one of my panty dreams come true thanks to a very understanding girlfriend. I have dated Cindy for about five months now and somehow she noticed how I was always looking at women’s legs in short skirts. I have especially always had an attraction to ladies in short tennis skirts and college cheerleaders in their short cheer leading skirts and mentioned this to Cindy. Cindy also loves to wear short skirts and I love it when she wears them when we go

I remember when it started. I was 13, and my step-Mom, my Dad and I were on vacation. My own Mom had been killed by a hit-and-run driver when I was a year and a half old, so my step-Mom was the only Mom I ever knew. I liked her. She was great. We were still three days from home when Dad and Mom had an ugly fight, and split up. After a lot of screaming and crying, they decided he’d fly and I’d ride home with Mom. We dropped Dad at an airport and

When I was about 15 I discovered my mother’s underwear drawer, or rather discovered the hidden thrills of her underwear drawer. My mother and sister were out riding and my father was working so I knew I had the morning to myself. I had taken a shower and cut through my parents bedroom instead of going around the landing. I felt a bit randy as one sometimes does at that age, and as I passed the dresser I noticed a drawer about a third open. It was obviously full of silky things and I went over to

by anonymous I love hearing how others started wearing their mom’s panties and lingerie! I began wearing panties at    the age of 6, when I first saw sis’ panties in her drawer. A strange feeling came over me which I    couldn’t understand. I found a a pair in the hamper days later and instinctively tried them on and    masturbated with them. Sis married and moved out shortly afterward and soon I discovered mom’s    panties while going thru the drawers out of simple curiosity. They were all plain white nylon briefs-    rather old-fashioned

I have been cumming in sexy panties ever since I saw my sister in a pair of sexy red nylon panties with a matching bra. She was just filling out and was sooo sexy. I beat off 3 times that night and stole the panties the next day from her room. They are still in my collection to this day. Now, at 30, I found myself house sitting for a co-worker. He was about 40, married to a sexy lawyer. She always wore power suits and I hope power panties. She was very petite

A few years ago, I was working at a house of a couple about 40 or 45 y.o.  The lady of the house was the prim and proper business type, and they were fairly wealthy.  She was always wearing black, tan, or grey slacks and a nice blouse when we would see her as she was on her way to work or when she would get back.  She was maybe 5’4″ or so, with kind of short blonde hair, perky but modest sized tits, and a nice round ass.  She dressed very conservatively; never wore anything that

It was a hot summer day, Linda was home alone, and she was horny. Her children were visiting their cousins, and her husband was at work and not expected home until late tonight. Linda really wanted something sexual to occur. She hadn’t had sex with her husband for a while, and hadn’t even seen another man close-up for days, it seemed. Linda peered out the windows, hoping to see a neighbor out working. She was praying to see a man without a shirt on, anything that she could fixate a fantasy on, and spend some

I was in my teens and had been secretly wearing my mom’s slips when no one was home. The feel of them drove me wild and I loved the feel against my body. I would also try on other things of hers so that I could get the full effect of what it felt like to be dressed in such wonderful clothes. The couple next door asked my mom if I would watch their house for a week while they were away. They wanted me to feed their cat, take the mail in and just check on

Well this story may or not be acceptable but it happened and here it is. The summer I reached 18 I needed any kind of part time job that would bring in ready cash; my aunt’s neighbour, in her early forties, is a real estate agent and she knew me fairly well, very honest guy etc. and that I needed some odd jobs. Well honest yes, but not perfect. It seems her daughter volunteered or had been delegated to do some weekend house minding for a well to do family, their house having been up for sale,

I have always wanted to tell someone about my time at my aunt’s house. When I was about 17, my aunt and uncle asked me if I could watch their house for a weekend. Of course it meant spending the night. My aunt was very attractive then and I have 2 female cousins who are also very attractive. My aunt and the girls dressed very nicely, most of the time in dresses and nylons. I love to dress in women’s’ clothing and have been doing so since I was very young, like around 5. I

This is an account of my earliest, and most vivid, sexual experience. Although intercourse never occurred, it was, for a just-13 year old boy, very sexually exciting.  I can remember it as if it happened yesterday, because of how it affected me.  As I mentioned before, this happened twenty years ago when I was thirteen.    I was an only child and I had been to a few `make-out’ parties, but the only sexual contact I had had with girls was the usual kissing and maybe a feel of little budding

The girl shed her skirt while he stood watching. She could see his hardness growing in his pants, and had finally succumbed to his advances.   She had been sitting in her English class, reading the latest of the novels recommended by her teacher, and had looked up on an impulse, and seen her teacher gazing at her legs. Looking down at herself, she realized with a little embarrassment, that her when she had last crossed her legs, her skirt had ridden up her thighs slightly, and the white lace of her silky half-slip was visible.

  After about a year of fantasizing about some serious showing off with my husband I took the plunge this weekend. Now, I have flashed a little breast a couple of times at the Colorado River or at Rosarito, but no real showing-off. I have this short white terry-cloth bathing suit coverup that makes a real short and sexy dress, which I didn’t even have enough guts to wear outside of the house until about a month ago. As I never wear panties, it took a while to convince myself that I couldn’t been seen through

There are certain things that I think we all take for granted, at least for some time in our lives. Well, I had one of those things taken from me, and it wasn’t fun, except for what Ginnie brought to me. Let me explain. I live in a large city, and in a large apartment building with many tenants on each floor. So what we trade off for volume, we get some amenities. It is a nice building with kept grounds, indoor parking, and security. That’s important to many of us the this growing climate of danger

  The Formidable Years Without any warning other that a few dark clouds the rain came down in torrents. Aunty and I rushed to shelter under a nearby tree. We had had a fun day walking along the pier and I had been allowed to play the slot machines. Aunt Peg had promised me this day out as I had done well in my school exams. The rain continued to come down and aunt Peg undid the belt of her mackintosh and wrapped it around me to keep some of the rain off as I only had

  It all started after my sister found out that I was wearing her panties and using them as my own personal sperm bank when I made it back to my room after peeking into her bedroom window from my mother’s closet. Mom often hung her bras in her closet after she changed clothes which made them nice and convenient on the nights that I was lucky enough to find my sister had left her shade open while she would sometimes slowly change into her pj’s. The best nights were when she would

While driving on the highway the other day, I saw some panties on the side of the road. Soon I passed another pair, and some other clothes. I had to stop and pick some of them up for my collection, and to see what vacationer lost their clothes. I walked back to the first pair of panties, and then walked back up the shoulder picking up the rest of the clothes. I threw what I had in the car and started walking again, picking up more panties and sexy tops, and occasionally a pair of shorts

Kristie Talbot threw her school books to the floor, draped her jacket over the stand, and then dropped herself onto her bed. School had been tiring, and she felt especially worn as she had slept badly the night before. She kicked off her shoes, and then sitting up against her pillows, she drew her long legs underneath her, and then smoothed her knee length, grey school skirt over her hips. At the end of her bed was a pile of washing her mother had folded and placed there to be put away, and so with a sigh,

The bell rang and he slid in to his seat for Algebra at 2:00.  Heglanced across the class room to see what she was wearing that day. She sat ahead of him, and four rows across to the right.  She hadon a dark brown skirt and white blouse.  She sat with her legs crossedand looking intently ahead.  She scooted up a little in her chairand he thought he saw a hint of her stockings slide out from under herskirt.  He glanced quickly away to avoid staring at her.  Thelecture started.   As it droned on he slowly

by Stairmaster  I sat on my porch, it was a hot July summer day.  My chores had been done and I sat reading a novel.  My mind drifted in and out of the fictionious fantasy laid in print before my eyes.  I looked up and across the street, my neighbor sat in her pink dress, it was short as usual, and I eyed her legs from the distance, her legs crossed, the bottom of her thighs exposed.  I had seen her and her legs many times, and paid little attention.  We had grown up together, snowball fights

The old lady next door had died and her children had sold the place. I really liked her. We had been very good neighbors for years. She would bake me cookies and I would mow her yard. Her daughters told me that a schoolteacher had bought the place. Great, some old English teacher. A fine neighbor she would make. A week or so later I saw a moving van parked there when I went to work. For some reason I gave that moving van a lot of thought. I worked evenings and

I was spending the night at a friend’s house one summer evening. I was 15 and John invited me to sleep over. I had stashed my new treasure in my sleeping bag for later when everyone was asleep, a silky black nylon mini slip. It barely went to the middle of my thighs and was one of my first purchases for myself. John’s mother Joan greeted us when I arrived and we spent the night watching videos and eating snacks before John went to his room to sleep and I settled in on the couch. After

I grew up in a small mid-western town, in the far north snowbelt. My mother, like most of the women in the town, wore jeans, flannel shirts, sweat pants, and athletic shoes most of the time. The only exception was for Church, then I might see a few women in dresses and heels. There were no real “fashion plates” in the town. Except then came Marge. She was a rather plain looking brunette, about 5′ 6″ tall, but she had a fantastic figure. Marge had grown up in Chicago and moved, as an adult, to our small

I have been in love with slips most of my life. I have tried many different things which I am surprised have not ended me in jail. It surprises me how some women are into it. One time I went into a large department store late in the evening to look for slips. I went into the lingerie department and luckily there was no one else there except the sales clerk. She was a woman in her mid thirties, wearing a black skirt, white blouse, dark hose and black pumps. I could see a very high slit

Sandra spent the week thinking about her meeting with Cynthia.  Her neighbor’s boy, younger than Sandra’s son, was so well behaved that it put  her to shame, and his relationship with her so open, so loving and close  that it made her jealous.  Sandra ached whenever she saw Gregory leap into  his mommy’s arms.  How she wished she could cuddle Pete, as often and as  openly, as her neighbors! ‘She gets him off as often as she can,’ mused Sandra as she idly looked out  her window, watching the woman

note: Bath Night is chronologically before this one and should be read first. Before the best day of Sandra’s life came one of the worst nights of her life. Not the worst night; that was when her father passed away when she was little. But this night was right up there. And fridays were always supposed to be her lucky day, too! First, little Pete came home with a bruised cheek and his nice school clothes torn up. Maternity was the one place the young mother

Helping Out An Older Lady I work in a ladies shoe store. On this particular day a fairly regular customer was trying on shoes that I brought out for her. She is probably about 65, rather tall and well built, she always came in with her old infirm mother. She had previously told me that they live together on their own. I asked how her mother was and she told me she was now in a care home as she could no longer look after her demands on a daily basis. She

My girlfriend recently took a trip out of the country with some of her classmates for her high school graduation. On top of leaving me for over a week, we had not been intimate for some time before that. A few days into the vacation, my cock was begging for attention. So, I took a quick trip to her house. I had already spoken with her mom the day before, saying that I was going to bring my girlfriends clean laundry over to the house so it would be there when she returned. (Yes, I occasionally do

I have always found the true accounts of older women and younger men arousing. This happened to me when I was 27. I lived in apartments when I was 27 years old. I had a neighbor who was about 55 at that time. She was a single lady. She was going to move to another apartment complex and she had been packing things in boxes for several weeks. The day came when she had rented a small moving van. She had asked me if I would help her move some things to the truck and

*** An extended family suffers the loss of all its adult menfolk. The 3 generations of women, led by their 57- year-old matriarch, unite and establish a successful life. All that’s missing is men partners. Their standards are high and no one qualifies until a little man in their life unexpectedly fills the gap. *** It had been a tragic accident just 3 years ago. At just 10 years of age James had lost his father, grandfather and great grandfather, all in the one car accident as they returned from an agricultural show in the nearby town.

  One hot summer day I was mowing the lawn when I noticed the neighbor lady out sunbathing by her pool. She was probably 45 years old, tanned and in great shape. She had great legs, tight ass, small waist, and large perky boobs. While keeping to the job of mowing, I looked up and noticed her standing next to the fence waving to me. I stopped the mower and asked if I could help her. She said she noticed how hot I was and wondered if I wanted to take a dip.

The title of this short story is a bit strange but it’s a punishment the neighbor lady made up and later I was to suffer. But before I get ahead of myself I will start at the beginning. I was a typical teenage boy living with my step mom in a modest duplex apartment. We had a neighbor lady named Madge who lived in the apartment next door. I was just learning about women and would always notice Madge when ever she would come over to have coffee with Ruth. I always loved the way her

Many years ago … but not far away from where I now live … I was such a lucky little boy because my mother ‘forgot’ to pack any of my boys’ underwear when we went on a remote wilderness vacation. Instead she asked me if I’d mind ‘having’ to wear her panties. She knew that I’d done it before because at the age of five or six, she’d caught me heading off to school wearing not one, but two pairs of her silky, full styled briefs (still my favorite kind!)! It was complete heaven to have her

I  was  one of four children in our house.  My two older  sisters were very close to me in age, and my younger sister was born just after  I  turned three.  When my baby sister was still a baby,  I remember  how sweet she looked in her frilly dresses  and  rhumba panty covered botttom.  Sometimes when my mother was changing  my baby  sister, she would ask me to help her by putting  the  dirty clothes  in the hamper.  This was when I first began to feel  the ruffles  of the panty covers.  I really did not

 When I was in High School, there was this girl, I’ll call her Carol.  She had a deep voice, a full body and legs all the way up to her neck.  She lived a short distance from my grandparents, and since sometimes I would have to go to their house on the way home, I would ask her if she minded if I walked with her.  I would try to walk behind her as much as possible to get a view of her great ass under her always tight skirts.  In our senior year, we shared the

  I once was on an inventory crew assigned to a large department store. A supervisor approached me and said to follow her to the “IA” department. I soon found out that “IA” stands for “Intimate Apparel.” “I want you to inventory our panties,” said the supervisor. She handed me a scanner, instructing me how to remove the panties, scan the bar code on the tags and replace the panties back on the display. The main wall, which I dubbed “The Great Wall of Panties,” had a cluster of 50, foot and a

I posted before about growing up with some fun neighbors especially a girl named Margaret. I also love working on my own car and will often work on it naked. At my moms house ( place I grew up) the garage is a very good distance from the main house. Across the street Margaret’s mom still owns the house. One day I was working on the car and had it jacked up on jack stands. I was on a creeper under the car when I heard some footsteps on the gravel outside.

I discovered a doctor’s clinic in the office block where I work so I thought I would check it out for flashing potential. I am from the UK and I work in Malaysia, so the doctor’s are all Malay, Chinese or Indian. I phoned up beforehand to establish if there was a lady doctor available, there was, a Chinese doctor, my preferred choice as they are usually more open-minded. An hour before my visit I had taken a 100mg Viagra. I went just before closing for lunch. The doctor was not especially attractive,

It was with a great sense of anticipation that I called round at my great aunt Vera’s house for my third underwear lesson. Each time I thought about the last two times, my heart started pounding, remembering the sensation of wearing my aunt’s panties, sucking on her tits, feeling her moist cunt and being wanked to a massive ejaculation of sperm. My biggest concern was whether I could stop myself from cumming in my underpants. I knocked on the door and Aunt Vera opened it. As before, she was wearing a robe but I noticed at once

When I was at school in the early 1960s, I always passed my Great Aunt Vera’s place on the way home. She had a small shop and, whenever I called in, she would always have cakes and sweets that were past there sell-by date but good enough to eat anyway. But I had another reason for stopping by. I’d discovered that she would often do her ironing wearing just her underwear. I used to try to arrive on wash day, when she had all her panties and slips hanging on the line to dry. I

When I was a boy, around the age of 11 or so, I used to visit my maiden great-aunt Gladys, who lived nearby. She would have been about 60 years old at the time. I enjoyed my visits for two reason. First, aunt Gladys would feed me on the most wonderful home-made fruit cake. Second, I would get fantastic views up her dress as she relaxed in her armchair. Of course, at that age I had no practical sexual experience to speak of – I’d only recently discovered the pleasures of wanking – but, like all

Mary started to undress, but Hayley was suddenly shy and scared, these were deep waters for her. She wanted to get away from the older pair – when Martin was on his own she would tell him that she wasn’t ready. She grabbed Martin.   “We haven’t time for all that now – let’s go to your room.”   She hustled him away, then realized with horror that Pete and Mary had followed them. Mary just casually peeled off her clothes and dived on one of the beds with Pete. Hayley did not

  Hayley and Mary held an impromptu conference the following week after school. Mary’s introduction to enemas had been very recent, and she was fascinated to learn of a family in which they had been almost as routine as cleaning your teeth.   “…and you just got them in front of each other? Wow – I don’t think I would like that one little bit!”   “Well, we didn’t really think anything about it. When you’re a little girl you just go potty in front of your mom and your sisters, don’t

Hayley could feel Martin’s blush radiating heat towards her and suddenly felt guilty.   “I’m sorry, Martin. Was it terribly embarrassing, I mean, having to take your clothes off in front of mom and everything?”   “Oh no, that didn’t bother me at all – it was just like taking a physical where you don’t get bashful because you know that doctors have seen thousands of naked kids and they don’t care about one more.”   “Oh. Well, in that case, you can tell me what happened. Start at the beginning.”

  The following day lived up to Martin’s expectations. He took Hayley to a charity fair with a whole bunch of other kids and everyone had a whale of a time. Martin was proud of his new-found status as boyfriend which conferred privileges like walking arm in arm with Hayley, showing her how to shoot a rifle and taking alternate bites with her on a large piece of candy cotton. Afterwards they cadged a ride to Hayley’s house and once again Mrs. Brown provided a delicious meal.   Martin watched Mrs. Brown as she

At home, Martin preened himself in front of the bathroom mirror, smiling at his reflection, liking what he saw. This was no child smiling back at him – it was a teenager, an adolescent, even, like the lady who had come to the school to talk about drugs had said, a young adult.   His sideburns were coming along nicely and he was certain that he could detect a nascent growth of hair on his upper lip – perhaps he should shave just to be certain. He raised his arms and turned, admiring the new,

Mary gazed at the equipment with an inexplicable feeling of dread. She knew that it would not hurt – in fact, judging by Pete’s reaction the process could be more than pleasant – but there was no way she could make herself as vulnerable as the process demanded. The process of receiving an enema would place one her in a position where she had to trust someone absolutely and relinquish all control, and that was something that Mary just could not do.   “I think I’ll take a rain cheque on that, Pete. I don’t

  Mary had a problem – an embarrassing, intimate problem. Over the past week or so she had become conscious of an irritation which had slowly increased to the present almost unbearable stage, and at the same time a smelly discharge had appeared. Eventually, of course, her mother noticed the girl’s discomfort and called the doctor.   “Put a skirt on, dear, it will make things easier for you.”   There was an obvious reason for the mode of dress, and Mary followed her mother into the doctor’s office with a sinking

  By lunchtime, Pete was up and about, bored stupid by the process of assisting Granny as she decided to reorganize the kitchen. School began to assume the position of a desirable activity in his mind – if he had to scrub just one more perfectly clean pan he was going out of his skull.   At school, Mary made discreet inquiries about the prevalence of enemas amongst her friends.   “Say, girls, guess what. My cousin called me – he’s been ill, and he had to have an enema!”  

  Mary could not sleep that night as she thought about what Granny had told her. Like many girls, Mary was subject to occasional constipation, the result of living on modern processed food, and sometimes had to spend a long while in absolute agony, sweat standing out on her brow, as she sat and strained to expel the offending mass. How much easier it would be to have it flushed out with warm water. When she had her own family, she was certainly going to get an enema bag. She would be so gentle as she

Pete smiled as Granny ushered Mary into the room. Theirs was a long standing friendship – they had been dating for almost a year now, gradually discovering sex together. They had not yet gone all the way, but they were familiar with each other’s bodies and sexual needs, and things were moving steadily towards consummation.   “Wow, Pete, you look loads better today.”   They hugged each other self-consciously in the presence of Granny who just smiled faintly at the sight.   “I’ll leave you two for a

Pete lay in bed, moaning, coughing and shivering. There were pains in places that he hadn’t even known he possessed and like most sixteen year old boys he did not take kindly to suffering. When he had studied history at school he had been surprised at the huge casualties that had resulted from the flu pandemic after World War I – hell, he’d had flu loads of times and never felt that it was life threatening. Now he was beginning to realize that those minor ailments had certainly not been flu at all – he felt half

During the school holidays I would stay at my Grandma’s place and had done for a number of years. This year would be very very different. My parents dropped me off (I am an only child) at Gran’s and took off on their ‘business trip’ as usual. As a 14 year old boy the thought of being with Gran (despite the fact I adored my Gran)in a fairly isolated farm wasnt much fun. Gran greeted me as usual with a hug and kiss, only this time something was different. Her

My balls ached… I watched as my grandmother draped her silky black nylon half slip over my throbbing erection. She then gently caressed my cock by brushing the slip up my body,my cock twitched as the nylon barely brushed across it. I arched into her rubbing,remembering how this started. I was 20 and was sent to my grandmothers to do some yardwork and spend the weekend. I had forgotten to bring any extra clothes though. I had spent the day pulling weeds and digging a flower garden.I came in filthy and dirty.Grandma was in her middle 60’s,but

I remember growing up in the 60’s and how my grandmother wore those open bottomed girdles. She was a German woman who came alone to American as a young girl. She loved fine clothing and wore the best dresses, skirts and blouses; and of course, lingerie was always part of that. She was very open and a bit of a nudist too. I stayed with her many weekends after my grandfather passed away. She wore those girdles, like I said. I loved them, although she didn’t wear the full ones that

Grandma’s Hot Tub My grandfather died when I was about fifteen, and my grandmother never remarried. I had always wondered why, and sometimes I wondered if she dated. She would come over, and I used to wonder what she looked like naked, if her body was still in good enough shape for a man to be interested. She wasn’t bad-looking at all. She had dark, jet-black hair, and I figured the color came from a bottle. Hell, I didn’t care. A person has to do what they have to do in order to look good, I figured.

She knows he’s been checking out her breasts… Colin has been having fantasies about his grandmother’s impressive breasts for some time. He fights against his feelings but… Well, read on and see… COLIN GRANT drove through the streets of the town with a weight on his mind. He was worried about the things going around and around in his head. It was getting so bad he was losing sleep, but Colin couldn’t stop himself from doing it. He knew, even as he drove to her house, after all the soul-searching and

            I had graduated from High School and my parents had invited family and some friends over for a celebration of my graduation.  Most of the day was boring, helping my parents, cooking on the grill, etc.             Most of the neighborhood was invited to come and since I’ve grown up with most of them, and we’re all relatively the same age, give or take a few, I considered them friends.  I was an electronic nerd, and had brought my stereo system down to have some entertainment.  This was the seventies, so reel to reel

When I was in high school i was good-looking but shy. I got laid a couple times and I loved pussy and anything that had to do with it. I would beat off a lot at home. When my parents were gone I would into my moms room and jack-off to her panties, wipe up the cum and stash them deep in the drawer. I guess my mom was suspicious because she snuck up on my in my room and busted in on me. I had her panties on and my legs spread, penis in hand jacking

  Last year I was visiting my Grandma. She has been a widow for many years. She was 72 then and she is still spry and active for her age. As is so often true, many times Grandparents and granchildren develop a very close bond, sometimes closer than parents and their own children. She has always been very upfront with me in her use of language and she never holds back. She asked me how my dating life was and if I was “getting any” lately. That’s my Grandma for you! I told her