Anita Becomes Boss

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            It has been a few months since our first encounter. Anita has kept up her promise to be my little whore. The thefts have stopped and my boss is happy. Anita now wears a dress or skirt to work every day. I know that underneath she has on matching panties (size 6), garter belt, stockings, and bra (38D). I know the sizes because I bought them for her on our many trips to lingerie departments and shops. Later I find out that today’s set is black.             At work, Anita has loosened up. She now jokes with the guys....

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Ann 2 – The Secretary Gets a Spanking

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It was the following Sunday and Ann's bottom had recovered from the thrashing James had given her with the cane. Through the course of the week the stripes on her bottom had gone from purple to yellow and now they had almost faded. However she knew that she would have to return to James apartment tonight, one week on, to receive the rest of her punishment. She had really been careless not to check her stocking seams. James always spanked her if they were not straight. It was 6 o'clock. She was not due at James until 8 o'clock. Suddenly...

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Another Mother’s Panties

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My panty love began when I was a young boy, delving through my mother's collection of silky delights. I can't remember the details of the first encounter with panties, that first caress and scent, but I do recall sneaking up to her bedroom when she was out or pre-occupied, and sifting through the pairs in her drawer. It was a feast to the eyes and to the hands. However, easily the most memorable and sensual time in my panty experience was with another mother's panties - my best friend's mother's, Margaret… She was an attractive mature woman, early forties, slim...

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An Understanding Clerk

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I'm a straight guy who loves wearing panties. Give me a pair of frilly, lacy panties and I'm a happy guy. I particularly love the classic full cut nylon brief in pink, white, or pastel colors or flower prints and while even plain panties give me a thrill, if you add a lace accent or a pretty satin bow, I go crazy. One problem I've always had, though, is procurement. I'm never satisfied with a static collection, I always want to buy more panties, but I've always been painfully shy about going into stores and buying my panties directly. I...

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A Panty Thief Gets Caught

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              Don Finney watched through the vent louvers in the supply closet door as Lindsay McDowell unhooked her bra and shrugged the straps off her powerful shoulders.  Her firm tits jiggled only slightly as she bent, grasped the waistband of her black bikini panties and pulled them down over her wide hips and muscular thighs.  She stepped out of them, then bent down to pick them up, her back to Don, giving him a wonderful view of her ass and her pussy lips, peeking out from between her legs. Like almost all of the girls on the university swim...

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A Lesson With Mrs. Rumsey

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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 masturbate while looking at its...

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Almost Caught

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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 my key I unlocked...

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A Mother’s Discovery

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Arresting the Slide    It is a natural condition that a predator doesn't always choose the prey. More often than not, the prey chooses itself, or rather, gets itself into a situation whereby its ultimate demise is assured.  The individual predator that effects the eventual `kill' is merely that which fate has determined is the closest at the time.  However, it would be fair to say that the theory loses its simplicity when humans are involved, because while the prey still chooses itself, more often than not, the predator has the wit and will to ensure that he is the...

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A New Adventure

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1    Laura I’d like to start my story by introducing myself to you.  My name is Laura and the fact that you are reading this article in a subscription singles magazine, it tells me you may be looking for a partner to share in a passing social engagement.   The reason I am writing this is because I am intrigued at what possibilities there may be out there for me to have a little fun in my life since my dear husband passed away some months ago.  I have been feeling rather lonely and miss my long-term companion of some...

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A New Peter

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A New Peter 1 Mrs. Veckly could hardly sleep that night. After her discussion with Mrs. Bradford, her accountant, the day before, she finally felt she was going to get some control over her twelve-year-old son, Peter. Peter was going to find his new place in the family as well. In their casual conversation, Mrs. Veckly had mentioned that she was having some trouble getting Peter to behave. Mrs. Bradford seemed unusually interested in this and offered some advice. According to Mrs. Bradford, Peter needed to be raised the same way she had raised her son. That meant that Peter...

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Angelique’s Panties

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Angelique and her family went away on a two week holiday during this festive season and she asked me to keep a check on her house and remove all mail and distribution pamphlets from her mail box whilst she is away. The key to her house was provided. When Angelique asked me to look after her house my mind very quickly wandered and I immediately had thoughts about her panty collection. I was very excited by the prospect and the opportunity availed me to look through her lingerie draw once again. Angelique had been gone about two days and the...

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3 Women

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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 bras to my mouth to smell the odor, I also...

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Afternoon at my Mother in Law’s

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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...

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Afternoon Delight

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 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 had been out of town...

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A Helping Hand

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I was between jobs, living with my mother at her seniors apartment complex. That preceding statement was every bit as depressing as it sounds. I was in my late thirties, not exactly a party monster, but I did like to keep up a somewhat active social life, including occasional casual sex. That was damn near impossible living with my seventy year-old mother in an apartment complex that looked like a nursing home. Particularly since I was scraping by on my savings and unemployment compensation, and I knew that it took some cheddar to get laid. Money for drinks, dinner out,...

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Adventures with Sister’s Babydoll Nylon Panties

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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 her shower early in the evening, and emerged...

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Accidentally Caught

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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 and offer to do chores for her....

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Adventures in Medical Fem-Dom

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The following story represents my experiences last winter with the women of the medical professions. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent, but the substance of this account is true (or is it?). Due to a couple of ruptured disks in my back, I spent most of last winter in extreme pain and was dosed up on every pain killer available plus muscle relaxants due to spasms in my back. Over the course of 6 months I was poked, prodded, and generally handled by a series of Nurses, Female Doctors, x-ray Techs, MRI Techs, Physical Therapists, etc....

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Adventures in Panties and Dresses

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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 to close it again, but then I lingered a...

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1969

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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 legs when she sat at her desk, but this...

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