Sonia’s Erotic Stories

“Oh, that’s too bad,” I heard my mother say, “Maybe next week?” I could tell she was disappointed. My mother’s weekly massage was an important time in her week, and I hated to see her disappointed. “I can give you a massage!” I said, as she set the phone down. “I know I’m small, but I can do it.” My mother looked at me with a shy smile. She was so beautiful, with auburn hair and bright blue eyes, and breasts that filled out the tight blouse that was tucked into her mini skirt. Even at the age of

I remember my mom’s friend Beth used to come over twice a week and give mom a massage. After that mom would give her a massage. They both undressed for the massage, but covered their buttocks with a towel. I used to come and go as I pleased and they seemed to think nothing of an eleven year old seeing them partially nude. Some days I would sit and watch as they massaged each other from head to feet. When I was twelve, I used to watch more frequently. I was

I have always enjoyed exposing myself to different women other than my wife and she knows of the pleasure I get from doing this. Especially to her mother. My mother in law is an alternative therapist and does massage and colonic irrigation. Last year my wife said she was going to do something different for my birthday and treated me to a day at her mother’s place. I arrived at the reception and the receptionist said I was the only client booked for the afternoon. My MIL came out and took me into a

I am not sure how to begin this story. But Jeremy, my 11 year old son, has been becoming increasingly bold in his curiosity. We have never made any big deal out of nudity in our family, and I always felt it was important to answer his questions fully and honestly, but not to give more information than he really wants or needs I vowed long ago that I would not infect my son with the sense of shame that so many of us have over sex. Jeremy just turned 11.

Part 1 When I was young, I was playing at a friends house for the afternoon. It was the Summer in the late 1970’s.  My friend was playing outside. I was inside reading a comic on the sofa, when my friends Mum had a group of two or three others Mums come to the front door. They had been out shopping for lingerie. I think it was M+S as I remember the green and gold carrier bags.  They drew the curtains and two of them began undressing.  I watched them unbutton

By Bob  I hadn’t seen my mother-in-law lately; with a very pregnant wife I was incredibly horny.  Gladys had a cocktail party scheduled for tonight, so I felt the coast was clear to ransack her dirty clothes hamper.  I made a lame excuse to get out of the house; although my wife didn’t mind she wanted to lay down.  So I slipped over to my mother-in-law’s farm. After a quick drive-by I parked on a side road and cut through the back of her property sticking to the fence line and up to the house.  Using

Allison always managed to look smart and sophisticated. Her long brown hair gleamed in the bright lights as she walked through the mall towards the lingerie store that she owned with her business partner Kathy.  Their investment in the store was now starting to pay off very well.  They managed it efficiently and they had hired just the right sort of women to work there.  The sales staff never showed any surprise to some of the requests that came from their clients.  The clients were many and varied; women and men both frequented this wonderfully stocked

I was home one day when the doorbell rang. JACK was in a hurry to collect for the newspaper. Jack was a great newspaper boy. Always delivered on time, in mint condition, and right on the door mat. Easy to get my paper in the morning. Since its so near the door, I could ‘ve opened the door naked and retrieved the paper, nobody would see me. Jack was a teenage boy, seemed to old to be a paperboy, still only 14 the neighborhood girls say. I peeked out the

When I was growing up in the Sixties, the petticoat or slip was a normal part of every woman’s attire, and even in primary school I remember the inexplicable excitement I felt whenever I got a glimpse of creamy lace and silk under the hem of Miss Nielsen’s skirt. I first started to learn about sex by reading the problem page of my mother’s magazine, Women’s Own, (in those days I read anything and everything I could find) and soon developed an interest in the magazine’s lingerie advertisements as well. Later on I learnt to

Reading these stories reminded me of an involuntary show I put on for the benefit of my aunt and two friends of her’s. I was 10 years old at the time,naked, bent over my mother’s lap being spanked with a wooden hair brush. The women had a bridge game scheduled at our house, and my aunt was the first to arrive. She parked her car in our back driveway, opened the rear door, and walked in unanounced. Naturally as soon as she was in the house, she could hear the crack of the hair brush on

We do our grocery shopping online thru the PC. We just click the mouse a few times here and there and then 3 hours later the groceries are delivered straight to the house. We get all the discounts as in-store shoppers and it saves a load of time. However, when you shop for four people you always find yourself running out to get another bag of groceries at the Stop & Shop.  So there I was on Wednesday around Noontime looking for the Pop Tarts in aisle 4. It was sunny and warm (at least for

My husband, (always the inventive one), thought up a situation where I could let other men look up my skirt.  He decided an airport would be a perfect place.  There are lots of chairs and escalators and the men there would be going someplace so they would be perfect to give a quick peek to.  He laid out one of my shorter halter dresses for me to wear along with a pair of nude color, crotchless pantyhose and heels.  The halter top of the dress fit pretty loose on the sides and as I moved it

Some time ago my girlfriend at the time invited two of her girlfriends to come and stay for a couple of weeks, they were both very attractive. I was in panty, bra, slip, and nylon heaven, they left their underwear lying on the bedroom floor, in the bathroom, everywhere, the scent of their panties was unbelievable, my girlfriend knew and went along with my panty likes, and every night she would ask me what I had seen, I told her that I had sniffed and licked the gussets, held their

My mother-in-law had bought a new house and had asked me one day to go with her to the local home center to pick out some fixtures. While we were there, she went to go use the bathroom but came back out quickly saying that it smelled so bad in there and would wait until she got home. On the drive home, we got stuck in some traffic and after a while of just sitting there I could tell she was starting to squirm a little. I didn’t want to say

As a teenager I always used to spend about ten days each year with Cousin Clare and her parents.  Clare wasn’t actually my cousin, but her mother and my mother were at school together, and it was a convenient way to refer to her.  Clare was an only child.  At the time of the following exciting adventure we were sixteen, but I was a few months older than she was. Clare’s parents had plenty of money. They lived in a large house in rural Berkshire and Clare went to a private school, girls only, a

 I was still in a haze from a nice afternoon nap on the couch when I thought I felt something tickling my ear. As I awoke further, it turned out to be my girlfriend Nancy sitting on the edge of the couch, her tongue gently licking all over my ear. Fully awake now, I realized I had a raging erection due to her hand in my shorts, which was slowly caressing my shaft and balls. “I’ve missed you and it feels like you missed me”, she whispered as she breathed lightly  into my ear. Nancy

I am a 40 year old UK male who since my teens has been a lover of ladies underwear. Like most of your readers I started with my mother’s lingerie, borrowing panties and bras to wear, feel, touch, smell and to come over as I lay in my bed. As I grew older and began relationships with girls my love of lingerie increased and I have indulged in many of my panty and lingerie fantasies over the years, stories that I will share with you in the future. Last year after the death of my father in law, my mother

I lived in an apartment complex with a friendly, older, neighbor lady a few doors down from me. She always had a cheery smile and hello for me when we’d see each other, usually at the mailbox. We never really talked much up until this. But she got to know me very well. I had a leak in the shower of my one and only bathroom, and the management was in the process of repairing it. The leak was fixed but there was a big hole, exposing the plumbing. It wasn’t planned on

*** My parents go on a 6 week holiday while I stay with my sexy aunt June. I find it easy to hypnotize her to get what I want from her. (m/F, inc, 1st, nc, ws, mc) *** PART 1 My parents are leaving in 2 days on a month cruise and a 2 week land tour of Asia but due to a run in I had with a fucking cop I can’t get a passport so I am going to stay with my aunt

Adventures with Sister’s Babydoll Nylon Panties I was about 14 or 15 years of age and regularly jacking off nearly every other night, into various cotton handkerchiefs and old discarded undies (mostly my old cotton full jocks). Nothing spectacular, but better than beating into a boring fist (at least I’d evolved from wanking in my PJ bottoms by humping my pillow in bed at night). Certainly my masturbation-life could do with a lift. Then one day, my sister Kim, who still shared my room (partitioned off, but the same room nonetheless), had

Hi Sonia,  It’s been a long time since we sent you anything, but the other night when Buckhorn and I went shopping, with his permission I let myself have alittle too much fun.  We had stopped for a drink at this local after-work-bar and then I told him I’d really like to find a new coat for the upcoming cold weather. We went to the largest mall in our town and he soon had headed for the arcade and other stores he likes. I had gone to about four stores and had decided

When I was eleven, I was the toughest kid in the neighborhood.  The one who came home with black eyes (but who gave more black eyes than he got), the one who was always ready for a fight, a real scrapper. What nobody knew was that this young neighborhood tough liked to wear girls’ panties. It had started one afternoon when my sister asked me to get a handkerchief out of her dresser, and while I was looking for the handkerchief, I opened her lingerie drawer by mistake. I was ready

The following is a true story.  The experiences described happened just as I will relate them.  Thisoccurred seven or eight years ago.  At the time my wife would have been early 40 something.  She is a petite woman of 5′ 1″, about 120 lbs, dark hair and brown eyes.  She is curvy and cuddly.  Not aplaymate but attractive in a classy way.  I will call her Jan in this story. Sexually Jan has always been a passionate woman who likes sex.  We have been married 20 years now and she has never lost interest.  To the

In my early pubescent years, in the 1960s, I got fascinated by sneaking peeks up my gran’s dress whenever I had chance. It was an irresistable question – what was she wearing today? Was it her big pink bloomers that covered half her thighs, or was it a standard pair of white knickers – what we would now call full briefs – with their tight, white gusset and allowing a view of her girdle with stout suspenders holding up her stockings? To give myself the maximum opportunities, I used to visit gran regularly

My wife is very good looking but somewhat private about showing herself to others. She is 5’4″, 130lbs, 38d and they are still firm after two kids. The other day we went to the grocery store without the kids. She just threw on some jeans and kept her cropped sweatshirt on. She didn’t bother to put a bra on. While we were in the store, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her boobs. We finally stopped in an isle where no one was and I just had to feel and see

I have since recovered from my earlier submissiveness and, in fact, assumed the opposite role to some extent. But I have never forgotten my earlier years and the education I received from my aunt’s friend, Nurse Adrian. It was because of Adrian that I learned the wonders of a woman’s body and, moreover, the appreciation for the exquisite pleasure that flows forth from a woman’s favor. By first education of submissiveness and obedience to the female who dominated my earliest sexual experience I learned valuable lessons that would stand me in good stead for the

My grandfather died when I was teen, 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 of 59 has to do what they have to do in order to

My birth parents were killed in a tragic accident when I was only one. My father’s sister Irene and her husband Jimmie took me in (they didn’t bother with the adoption thing) as their own. Just over a year later, Uncle Jimmie died at Omaha Beach. It made him some sort of local hero and aunt Irene never remarried. We lived in a small town outside a larger Midwest “city” where aunt Irene worked in an accounting firm. During the days when I was small, I spent my time at my grandparents house and

One of the fantastic experiences with silky nylon knickers was when I was 14. I had stayed on a Friday night at my at my mother’s friends house. Our whole family had been put up with friends and neighbors when our bungalow had been flooded and was uninhabitable. My mum’s friend Connie was a big redhead widow around late 30’s. On the Saturday morning I went to the bathroom to wash. I locked the bathroom door for privacy. I was greeted by a laundry basket with no lid and right on

I had just started college in 1969 in a downtown area, and got a part time job for spending money. I worked in an office of about 30 people near school. While there were lots of women wearing short skirts around the area, there were 2 women working in the office who often dressed quite provocatively, Erica and Cara. Cara looked to be about 30 years old, about 5’5”, 125 pounds, with a generous bust and nice legs. She wore skirts that were on the short side. I couldn’t see her