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Miss Foster was my home room teacher in the seventh grade, and she alsotaught English. She was twenty seven years old and was unmarried,although I’m sure that she had received many proposals, because she wasslender and beautiful. She had dark hair, and at school she alwaysdressed conservatively. Still, one could see her bare calves and lowerarms, which were so perfectly shaped that one could imagine, as I did,that she was perfect all over. She had modest breasts, and when shewore a jacket over her blouse, one could not detect any sign of them. Her face was so pretty, so lovely, […]
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A slight sound startled me, I guess I had dozed off, and I looked up to see the boy from across the street standing over me, blocking the sun I was trying to get for my tan. Sitting up and fixing my skimpy bathing suit, which had come loose revealing the white skin under my top, almost to the nipples, I looked at Tommy and said, ” You startled me, young man, you shouldn’t just come in my backyard like this.” Lifting my arms behind my neck to retie the strings my breasts jutted forward, straining at the thin material. […]
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Janice pulled the Lexus into the driveway, and noticed her bedroom light on. She was positive she turned it off before she left this morning. If her wayward Nephew was nosing around in her room there would be hell to pay. She was already extremely ticked off at having to attend a meeting with his Principal this morning. A meeting which ran on too long, causing her to miss her flight to Chicago. Thank goodness she was able to assure the Principal that Bill would be on his best behavior for the next few days, until graduation. Janice closed the […]
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Henry woke up and realized something was wrong. When he moved his undies felt wet and sticky. He was sure he hadn’t wet the bed but couldn’t figure out what had happened, so he pulled the covers back and looked. His jockeys were all wet in front. Henry felt it and then put his finger to his nose. It had a funny strong smell. Then he panicked and ran into his mommy’s room. “Mommy”, he yelled, shaking her. “Mommy, wake up”. His mommy slowly turned over, looking at her son. “What’s the matter sweetie”? Henry pointed at the big wet […]
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Kara, wasn’t exactly my mother-in-law since my girlfriend, Anne, and I weren’t married at the time, but we lived together and had a child together, so for all practical purposes Kara was my MIL. Anne was from a large family with 8 siblings, including two younger sisters, 12yo and 16yo, and one younger brother, 17yo. Two of her older sisters and one older brother had children of their own, and the remaining brother was single. Her mother was in her early 50’s and had been widowed for about four years. Anne grew up very Catholic in a small midwestern farm […]
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I was lucky I got a job, but it was in the city, 400 mile from the little bush town where we lived. Still, it would be a welcome break. We, I mean my wife and I lived with her Mother since we were married. This wasn’t a bad thing, except for one aspect, her Mother was not accepting of her daughter’s wanton abandon the bedroom. When we where first married, she walked in on us several times while we were having sex. I didn’t mind, in fact it was a bit of a turn on for me; having my […]
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I think I learned at an early age that silky things like women’s panties, nylons, and slips were a great tool for masturbating. The feel of the silky undergarments against the head of my penis made it throb, and would make me blow huge loads of sperm all over them. But it wasn’t until I reached about my 30’s when I found a new thing to do with them that made me orgasm like I had never done before. It all started when I moved in with an old girlfriend into a house that her and her mother lived in. […]
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Hi my name is Mark. I was fourteen years old when I was busted by my sister for sniffing a pair of her worn undergarments. According to Megan I was a huge pervert, and I really can’t dispute her assumptions in this matter nor of the morality factor of being so attracted to a family member. Being an average guy my age I was constantly jerking off every chance I had. One day when I was around thirteen I found a pair of Meg’s panties on the bathroom floor. They were silky and soft, and when I brought them to […]
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Chapter 3 I awoke to the sounds of whispering and suppressed giggling. It took me a while to figure out where I was and, with what I had already gone through, I half expected to find myself tied naked to a bed. But this time I was mistaken. I lay curled up on Julia’s bedspread with one of her towels wrapped around my waist. Julia Horney, the medical centre receptionist stood looking into my face with a mischievous smile and a gleam in her eyes. “Hello Tommy” she said. Something about her voice and demeanour gave me a very uneasy […]
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Chapter 2 I was rudely awakened by a feeling of being violently and continually shaken. As my mind hazily swam around the edges of consciousness, I became aware the shaking was regular and rhythmic. I felt as if my breath was being forced out of my body in short bursts. At first, I was at a loss to understand why I was lying on my back and why I couldn’t move my arms and legs. Then the stark memory of what had happened to me in the Medical Centre came flooding back and I suddenly realised that the shaking was […]
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Prologue I well remember the first occasion I was exposed to the sexual drives of the human female. I was just a young teenager at the time. My parents lived for the most part abroad and during the school holidays and I was often left with friends or relations kind enough to let me share their home. On this particular occasion I found myself ensconced in the local college halls of residence – deserted for the most part by the usual student occupants because of the summer holidays. Obviously my parents had found it more of a challenge than usual […]
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Our State Fair recently took place and I was surprised at what took place. While looking at all of the booths and activities, I saw a motorhome that had a big sign on it that said “Prostate Cancer”. Being a male in college, I was curious about it. I was greeted by a woman who gave me some literature and told me I could get a free blood test and exam if I filled out a questionnaire. The questionnaire was very easy to fill out, and it asked me a lot of questions about going to the bathroom at night. […]
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by Spyder At 35 years old, I had achieved most of the goals I had set out to accomplish. I had been a very good swimmer in college, captaining my team to a National Championship. After graduation I had built a swimsuit design and manufacturing business that had grown so much that it attracted a buyout offer from a national company. They agreed to keep me on the payroll as a designer for as long as I wanted to work. The only stipulation was that I work out of their company headquarters instead of my home. It was very strange […]
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I’m a 34-year-old married male and the story I’m going to tell you happened to me last week. My wife and her mother have and will always be close; her father left her and her mother when she was just a baby. My mother-in-law is a very sexy 58-year-old, with curves in all the right places and very large breasts. Anyway, My wife works for a company that sends her out of town to fix companies computers when they crash. One night she gets a call and has to leave in the morning, but she will be home in about […]
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A son and mother look at their relationship from their own perspective. The story of how a mother and son’s relationship develops and changes from mere maternal love to full sexual love is complicated. It doesn’t happen overnight and it often takes years. That’s why the story is long. In this, we look at the relationship from both the mum’s and son’s perspectives and witness their doubts and fears, their aspirations and desires. The son. I suppose it was akin to letting Dracula into a blood bank, a cat into a fish shop or giving a pyromaniac a box of […]
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When I was 12 my auntie and I were struck with tragedy. My uncle died of a heart attack at the age of just 32. It was a really difficult time but I guess it brought my auntie and I closer together. I started giving her a lot of hugs and began sleeping in her bed to keep her company. This was all perfectly innocent and we were just supporting each other. However, being in that situation meant that we saw each other naked as we got changed in the same room. She hadn’t seen me naked for a while […]
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Why do I love older women? Well, I generally feel pretty insecure about myself, and I never felt special until the Getters moved in next door and Mrs Getter asked me to watch the children for them. I’m eighteen and what do I know about things like swinging and swapping, but I found it out first-hand when she and her old man came home a little drunk earlier this evening. I get up to leave and Mr. Getter starts to pay me, but then he winks at his wife and puts his wallet away and looks me over.They exchange a […]
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It all started when I was 13….. My ma and pops got divorced that year. During the break-up they sent me off to Grandma’s for a while. Gram was widowed at a young age and loved having the company. At this time she was not much older than 50 and carried along a plump figure. 5’4 give or take with a huge set of natural tits and an ass you could set your coffee mug on. To cope with my parents’ divorce I had been stealing my pops’ pornos and experimenting with masturbation. About 3 hours after stepping in my […]
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I learned to masturbate when I was about 11 years old. I was in the bath tub and for some reason I had a hard on. I was soaping it up and it just felt better and better until I came. From then on there was no stopping me. My mother had an old maid aunt who was about 62 years old. One day while she was visiting us she had to use the bathroom which is right across from my room. I had my door closed part way and was laying on my bed. I had a perfect view […]
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Many months had past since the previous episodes of this short saga, during which time normal relationships were resumed. Sandra and I kept bumping into each other at various family functions and would occasionally speak on the phone, but for some reason my masturbatory efforts on her behalf were never discussed or even referred to. There were highlights of course. At a drinks party for my birthday at a local bar, Sandra came over to the table where I was sat with a beer she had just bought for me. Nothing unusual in that, except that she was wearing a […]
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About two weeks later, Lesley was out for the evening and I was carrying out her instructions. These were to tidy up the house, sort the laundry, etc while naked and erect. I was to maintain an erection for two hours by masturbating then, after 9pm, it was up to me. I could either continue masturbating or not, but I was not to ejaculate without permission. We often play this game. It is part of the humiliation and exhilaration of being naked and under somebody else’s direction. Of course, I could just strip, wank and get on with stuff, but […]
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Sandra and I have always had a curiously sexual relationship. Not that any physical contact has ever taken place, but sex is never far off the agenda when we converse. My partner is her husband’s sister, so I guess that makes her my sister-in-law; indeed, I met Lesley at one of Sandra’s parties. This is vaguely irrelevant, although it does explain the relationship, e.g., outrageous flirting and general horsing around with somebody I see frequently, although no contact One Sunday afternoon, I had returned home from playing golf, showered and as usual, was intending to spend the rest of the […]
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*** A young man gives and receives a massage to and from his best friend’s foxy mom. *** Mike Johnson and I have been friends since before high school, and grew up just a few blocks from each other. We’re both now 19 and in college. This summer we are back in our hometown and see each other every few days. He is working part time for a retail store, and I’m studying therapeutic massage three days each week. Yesterday we planned for me to come over to his parents’ house after lunch and hang out at their pool, which […]
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When I was 20 years old, I once went to a normal massage therapist (which was actually in a beauty salon). Not being used to seeing men walk in there, I got the most curious looks as I stepped in to ask about their therapy sessions. The young woman took my name down and gave me an appointment. When I came back the next day for my appointment, I was greeted by the mother of that same lady. I was not too happy because the mother was clearly in her late 40’s early 50’s. I decided to go for it […]
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(This was written in English by a spanish speaking writer. I have elected to leave it as it was written. His English is much better than my Spanish, I’m sure!) My wife love’s to wear stockings with garter belt, and she loves to show them. It was my brother wedding, and we seated with some people that I never saw before. I smoke a lot red Marlboro and my wife always keep the box in her purse (handbag or I don’t know the name) and when I need one, she give it to me. She does that because she […]
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I can’t believe my dreams finally came true! The other day I was staying over at my friend Marc’s dad’s house, I know you’re probably thinking that I’m weird staying at my friends house when I’m nineteen but I had a good reason there was a house party round the corner from his dads place so he offered to let me crash seeing as his dad and his sexy step mum were at a party themselves and wouldn’t be back until the early hours. Any way after a mad party we trecked back to his dad’s house where we just […]
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I just wanted to add my story and discovery of my one true love in life: Panties I started when I was a teenager. For some reason, I got aroused thinking about my mom’s panties. I would see her walking around the house, with nothing on but her panties and bra. They were big, silky, soft, and had lots of lace around the leg openings. They came up about two inches over her navel. One day when I was alone, I tried on a pair and had an instant erection and my first orgasm. I have been addicted ever since […]
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It’s been such a busy period lately. Time is spent shuttling between the office and home, with drinking sessions sometimes after work as a means of socializing with the top management. I have been packed with work at the office, and I do not even have the time to indulge my favorite fetish of panty sniffing. Thus it was to my delight, that I managed to get a whiff of some new panties recently. Just last week, I was out after work with my manager and some other colleagues at a pub near our office. I was actually rather tired […]
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I remember back in the fifties, my mother had a black teen-age maid who would come over once a week to clean our house. We lived in an older house probably built in the 30’s or 40’s with high vaulted ceilings. Over that year I remember the girl, who was 18 if I remember right, got very friendly with me when my mother was gone. I was 14 at the time. I had a nice thick cut cock that had been worked since I was about 7 – maybe even earlier. I really liked to masturbate and would go […]
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This is my true story, of my life long lust for my aunt, and her nylon covered legs. It began as a young boy. I was about 8 at the time, and when my parents went out to dinner, or away for the weekend, my aunt Helene would usually volunteer. She was the youngest of my mother’s sisters, and was about 17 years old when she first began to baby-sit for me when the parents went out. From my youngest years I always had an eye for the legs of a woman. I could care a less about their boobs […]
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This is my memory of actual events as they happened. I was born in the late 1940’s not too many years after the end of World War II. When I was younger, I remember seeing mom’s panties drying on the towel rack in the bathroom. In those days girls usually wore cotton briefs (bikinis and thongs were many years in the future) while adult women commonly wore nylon briefs. I have another story about a cousin getting her first nylon panties from her mother when she had her first period. But back to this story, mom almost always wore white, […]
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My wife and I had been out to dinner in a resort town an hour from here one evening in September. We were fairly well dressed for a night out. She was wearing a leather skirt, knee length, but with a zipper up the back to the waist band that I like me to leave open to mid thigh, with a pair of black patent 4″ pumps and stay-up stockings and a button front silk blouse and a matching push-up bra and thong set. After dinner, we stopped at a couple of bars for an after dinner drink. At one […]
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I used to spend a lot of time at my grandparents house when I was a kid. My mom and I had lived with them when my dad was in Korea so I was very close to them, especially my grandmother. I discovered masturbation in my grandmother’s bathroom around age 12. She would put her panties in the bathroom hamper every night. I always had to take a bath when I stayed over there. One night my curiousity got the best of me. I picked up her pink cotton panties from the top of the hamper and took a sniff […]
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Let me introduce myself. I’m a robust, fun-loving, healthy, good-looking and mature woman of fifty, and I’ve always had a keen interest in good sex. Some of my most memorable encounters have involved the sexual awakening of a young man, or boy really, largely by *my* skill and intuitive understanding of what arouses these young people. Many lads have received the benefit of what I had to teach them about themselves, but none of them has been as personally rewarding as the fourteen year old scion of the noble and wealthy family with whom I work as nurse/governess. Lord Malcolm, […]
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by JAS VI – AFTERNOON when I entertain the Tax Man to tea and crumpet. Consummation I go into the guest bathroom to gather up Ian’s damp clothes when he’s returned to the den after showering. Checking the wash cycle for his pants I see they’re made from a blend of polyester with acrylic and that they’re washable. This means I can wash and tumble-dry them together with his shirt and shorts in less than a couple of hours. It’s his shorts that are the really intriguing item though. They’re quite tiny and look as though they would fit me. […]
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by JAS V – MORNING (CONTINUED) when the Tax Man comes after I resolve my puzzle and shave myself. Recapitulation If you have read the first four parts of my story you will know that my name is Samantha and I’m called Sam for short. You will know also that I’m a young woman with Titian Red hair and an appetite for sex that I have difficulty in satisfying. In search of satisfaction I have to admit that I’m inclined to be promiscuous. So much so that when I’m in that mood I’ve been known to screw with the first […]
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by JAS IV – LAST EVENING when I play with my new toy. Substitution After our afternoon together, Rosemary had said to me, “There you see! You can manage to achieve satisfaction without John.” I wasn’t sure. “Yes, but can I manage it when I’m just by myself?” “Of course you can, especially as we’ve found out how erogenous your breasts and nipples are and that like most women you have a G-spot just inside your vagina. I think you know I’d like nothing better than to spend the evening with you but I do have a prior arrangement that […]
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by JAS III – YESTERDAY AFTERNOON when Rosemary puts on a show and offers me comfort. Demonstration At the end of the last episode (Loose Screw II) I was just trying to pull myself together. I had managed to quiet some of the first sexual craving I had experienced since my partner John’s departure when the door bell rang. I went to check who was at the door through the observation glass and I was delighted to see my neighbour Rosemary standing in the porch. Opening the door I invited her inside. “Come in Rosemary. Goodness, I’m glad to see […]
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by JAS II – THE EVENING BEFORE LAST AND YESTERDAY MORNING In which we have a farewell dinner and a randy evening together before I say goodbye with a feeling of foreboding. Celebration The night before last was our final evening together before John was due to leave and I had prepared a special meal for us. I had planned we should have Smoked Salmon, followed by John’s favourite Beef Wellington and finally a Pavlova Cake filled with fresh fruit laced with liqueur. I dressed specially for him in one of my most revealing dresses. It’s cobalt blue silk, low […]
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BY JAS I – MORNING In which I wake with a hangover, a puzzle leads me to review my libido and I receive some helpful advice. Desperation Suddenly it’s morning and I’m wakened by the strains of a Mozart symphony on the radio in the next room. I can also hear the echo of a voice in my head repeating desperately, “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” and I realise that I’m the one crying out for more. I don’t remember what it was that I wanted so badly but I can guess. I’ve been having that dream again and […]
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I had always been attracted to older women. As an elementary student I had crushes on my teachers. In high school I lusted after my girlfriends’ mothers; fantasizing about them while I was screwing their daughters. In college I hounded, but never caught, my older professors. I regularly bought the various “Over 50” magazines and jerked off to episodes of “The Golden Girls.” I never had the guts to ask an older woman out. I guess I was hoping that, sooner or later, it would just happen like the stories in the granny porn mags. Luckily for me, it finally […]
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I had an experience with my mother in law last summer that I will absolutely never forget. I’ve always fantasized about various older women in my life (particularly my big bosomed Aunt when I was a teen…) but never thought I would be able to fulfill my dreams. I also suspected (and wrongly so) that “older woman” don’t have much of a sex drive so even if I ever did find someone I was attracted to that she likely wouldn’t be interested. My mother in law and I are quite close. She is a very nice lady, college educated and […]
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Justin began reading his journal. His mind wandering back to a few years ago. Monday Journal Entry Well here I am. It has now been six weeks since I moved into Mrs. Harwood’s home. My parents now somewhere on their round the world excursion. I haven’t had any letters from them for a few weeks, so I have no idea where they actually are. But I do know that I won’t be expecting them home for another eleven months, give or take a few weeks. Mrs. Harwood lives just a few streets away from our own home. But with mum […]
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What a great year this was turning out to be. I had just completed my internship with a company and was offered a full time job with a sister company in another state. I was excited about moving to a new city , but because of my reckless spending I did not have much money in the bank to afford a big move like this. It was depressing to know that after just turning twenty-five, I did not have much to show for my hard work. I was scheduled to begin my new job at the beginning of the next […]
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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 I hadn’t seen […]
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CHAPTER 3 OFF TO THE CLINIC Ellen quickly grabbed up her silk nightgown, and, after wrapping Bobby in it, she hustled the boy outside, and into her Firebird. Having draped him in the passenger seat, she hurriedly locked the house and climbed into the driving seat. Oh boy, was she ever in the driving seat! Her mind was a whirl, an incendiary mixture of so many things: there were the memories of her old employer Ruth Lessmilker, and the disgraceful, sordid procedures which eventually led to the doctor being expelled from legal practice – then there were her own like-minded […]
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CHAPTER ONE: THE RISE AND RISE OF BOBBY NUPPENDAUN This story really began when 18 year old Bobby Nuppendaun was in his stepmother’s bedroom, in the middle of one of the countless masturbation sessions he enjoyed each time she went out. Except on this occasion Ellen Highwater chose this exact time to come back to the house, to collect her forgotten pocketbook. As she climbed the stairs, she suddenly heard Bobby’s voice – coming from her bedroom, it seemed – as the boy talking to himself, quite obviously in a state of high excitement. In actual fact he was nearing […]
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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 she had been […]
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