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 the lights were out, […]
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 school teachers worked days so it was about […]
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 together when we […]
It was the midnight hour at the Etheridge home. Frank Etheridge rose from his bed as the grandfather clock in the hall tolled midnight. He threw on a robe, and left his room. He walked down the hall. He stopped at his mother’s bedroom door. His hand found the knob. He turned it. The door eased open on well-oiled springs. Frank walked into his mother’s bedroom. It was dark, with only the glow of a night light illuminating the room. The glow was sufficient, however, to reveal his mother’s bed, and his mother’s still form on the bed, deep in […]
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 bedside table. It […]
It was late spring in the year of 1958, and the weather in the Midwest was unseasonably cool. This was particularly true in St. Louis, Missouri. Thus, the two women waiting at the passenger terminal at Lambert Airport had been obliged to wear light jackets when venturing from home. The two women varied widely in age, yet there was a definite similarity in their appearances that spoke mute testimony to their being related. And indeed they were. The tall, statuesque, gray-haired elderly woman was Agatha Etheridge, wife of the late, renowned chemist, Dr. Percival Etheridge, and now the sixty-four-year-old […]
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 braless wherever we go. My favorite […]
May I start with a little introduction; I am 33 years old of average height, average build, wear glasses and would pass by in a club without much of a fuss. May I also point out that I am adopted so any liaisons with family members are not strictly incest? Since my interests in the fairer sex go back into my earliest memories, I thought that the others of like mind out in the vast underbelly of this beast we call the internet would enjoy a quick resume of my past and contact me with comments and perhaps opportunities to […]
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 take off all her clothes except her […]
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 or a skirt. I […]
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, she slid to […]
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 shifted his gazeback to the […]
