Trouble for Toby (part 1)
PART 1 Toby Jones was a 14 year old boy, who recently orphaned, had just moved into his Aunt Margret’s huge house in Rottingdean near Brighton. His parents had been killed in a car crash just over a month ago and as Margaret didn’t need to work due to a huge inheritance and some excellent investments over the years it was thought it right and proper that she should look after her young nephew. Margaret, a 47 year old spinster had no end of male admirers as she was a very striking woman of
The Panty Teaser
I think everyone, well, every guy, has a partner in their memory that they just never quite got to have. Not the way they wanted anyway. Mine was Debbie. A beautiful and petite brunette. She had what I would describe as close set eyes which ran in the family. She was so short she seemed to be, like, a little girl to me. Smart as a whip but innocent in a way some girls are. I met her in high school and we got together very quickly. I kissed her on our second date and, on
The Plumber’s Apprentice
I have had a panty fetish since an early age. I had a playmate whose mother thought nothing of it to run around the house in her bra and panties, and of course my imagination ran wild seeing her in sheer panties. She was young and very pretty and had a nice body and a somewhat large but firm butt. I stole my first pair of nylon briefs from her laundry hamper and engaged in many sex adventures with her using her yellow, slightly stained briefs and a wild imagination. Kenny who is her son never
The Gym 2
By Bob Two weeks passed and Gladys hadn’t heard back from Judy; we were working from sunup to sundown. My mother in law was getting real antsy her funds had dwindled to almost nothing. Each time Gladys meet Sheila at gym class in the city, Sheila would ask, ‘How’s it going?’ and Gladys would reply, ‘We’re working our asses off!’ And let it go at that. Finally Sheila asked Gladys to meet her at a coffee shop after aerobics class one night. Over a cup of coffee Sheila told Gladys that Judy was very keen on
The Ex – chapter 1
Bob recently retired from the military after 20 years of service. He was fortunate to land a job in the civilian sector with a local company that valued his military experience. The transition was relatively seamless. Work was work whether it is in a khaki uniform or coat and tie. The biggest adjustment Bob has to make was working around females. Quite frankly he wasn’t used to the constant bombardment of skirts, heels, and the sweet aromas of the latest fragrances the ladies all wore. As a professional military man Bob didn’t like the distraction, the
The Ex – chapter 2
Bob could not believe the expertise in which these women had manipulated him. It was obvious Connie had her hand in the seduction. Geez, from the Mr. Man comments, business suits and sundress; in a matter of 1 hour his every fantasy had come to life. He pulled into his garage, stepped out of his truck. As he was about to hit the button to shut the garage door a red sports car pulled into the driveway. Hi honey! Bob was taken aback as he watched Connie saunter up to him. She was so much
The Exhibitionist
By Bob It was Friday morning I’d just finished a grueling night shift. The night had been hot and sultry I had to work on a furnace all night and I was physically drained. The waves of heat coming from the open furnace and the cherry red steel coming out of it kept any sweat that was pouring out of me dried away leaving white crusty crystals on my skin. The first thing I did after coming home was go to the fridge and open a cold beer draining the bottle. My wife was in the
The Freshman – Chapter 1
As was usual for a Friday afternoon, I was in the library trying to keep up with my classes. Freshman year at college had not been easy for me as I tried to balance getting good grades while still having some fun. Coming from a small high school and being fairly athletic, I was used to being pretty popular and going to a medium sized university had definitely shown that I was not good with the ladies. My athlete status in high school had made up for my inept conversation skills with girls and so
The Cavern (conclusion)
After our office tryst, Brenda and I decided to make a date for the next night, Saturday. With the exception of seeing her naked, she always wore relatively conservative business clothing to work. She gave me her address and phone number, because she lived about 30 miles away in a town that I was not familiar with. We made the date for 6 Saturday night. Close to her home was a new building, some 40 stories high, with a very swank restaurant on the top floor. As soon as I got home, I made reservations, called
The Church Lady
By Stockingtops When I was about 14 or 15 years old, my dad’s uncle died and he and my mother had to go to Chicago for the funeral. We lived on the East Coast, so it meant that they would be gone for at least a week. They were driving the distance to save money on airfare that they couldn’t really afford. So they would be spending two days driving in each direction, and three days there. They were thinking of taking me along with them, which would have been painfully boring for me. But they
The Church Lady 2
by Stockingtops At dinner that evening, Miss Betty was still wearing her terry cloth bathrobe. The waist was tied with a loose overhand knot that seemed to be working its way looser. As she moved about the kitchen cooking, I set the table with dishes and silverware, constantly watching her, and willing her robe to open further. And that it did. The top began gaping more and more. As I viewed her from the side, I could see her heavy breasts swaying back and forth with her movement. Then she opened one of the upper cabinets
The Blue Panty Adventures
I have always been a fan of vintage full-cut nylon brief panties. When I was in college in the early 90s, my Girlfriend had a pair of pale blue ones that were just killer on her. She had one of those classic feminine figures with hips and a butt that filled them out nicely. She found out very early on how much I liked them, and always wore them when she had something special in mind. She often would accompany the blue panties with a short silk kimono. The kimono was red silk with
Thanks, Mom
I first remember wearing my sister’s panties when I was younger. I remember walking through the kitchen, while my aunt and mother were looking at the latest catalog. They were laughing, so I ask them why. I thought my mother may have told her how I liked the panty and bra area of it, but they just said they thought it was funny that they were selling unisex panties. I just smiled and kept doing my boy things. The next morning my Mom ask my Dad if I could stay home and help her
The Beginning Of My Panty Fetish
How and why I love panties To begin with, growing up I was that short, skinny, scrawny kid that everybody picked on. Even in my late teen years I was only five feet tall and weighed approximately a hundred pound and even that was on a good day. So needless to say, I didn’t have a lot of dates, and sex was only something I read about in books, or if I was lucky enough to ‘find’ one…an adult magazine. Usually I bought those cheesy magazines like True Detective or something similar. You know the type,
Teacher’s Panties
When I was in high school my Math teacher was one of the hottest little teases you could imagine. She was about 5’5″ with true blond hair, well that we find out about later, nice tits and an ass that could stop the world. She had to be no more than 23. Her name was Ms. Tina Davis. Ms. Davis knew she was hot and did everything she could to drive all the horny 18 year old studs in her classes absolutely wild. She wore little skirts with thigh high stockings and those little black rimmed
Tammy’s Panties
I developed my panty fetish early in life when I discovered my sister’s lingerie drawer. Like most young males, I began to discover masturbation around puberty. Discovering my sister’s panty drawer added a whole new dimension to my methods of masturbation. The feel of satin drove my dick wild. I would either wrap her panties around my dick or jack off, or I would put the panties on a pillow and fuck them until I came. I visualized girls in my class or women I saw during the day while jacking off with my sister’s panties.
Stepmother’s Lingerie
I got started in my fetish in my teens. I love the feeling of silky nylon rubbing me especially long slips and nightgowns. Here’s a story of my experiences. Well I was about 16 years old, and my dad had been married twice,to my mom then my stepmom and now he’s divorced. Well even after his break-up with my stepmom my family still kept up a relationship with her. During the summer I would get to travel and stay the entire summer with her. She was about in her mid forties but a great looking
Stolen Clothes (part 1)
When I was almost 15, I used to go skinny-dipping in a lake about 3/4 of a mile from where I lived. This lake was in a wooded area that bordered along my subdivision. I felt quite comfortable swimming there as I never saw anyone around. One day after my swim, I got out of the lake and to my horror my clothes were gone! I never heard anyone and couldn’t understand what had happened. At first I thought maybe I was just mistaken about where I laid them down. After a search failed
Silky Play
I lay back, savoring the sights and sensations around me. I sat with my back against the headboard of my bed. My girlfriend straddling me, wearing a brand new shiny white nylon nightgown. Her name was Lisa, and she was in her mid-20’s with a full figured build, 44DD tits, long wavy dark brown hair, brown eyes. I was sitting in my mom’s old white nylon half slip with a shiny leaf print. Lisa was slowly gliding the nylon back and forth across my cockhead. “Like this?” She asked. I nodded. Lisa giggled as my cock
Sir Sammy and the Red Fox
by Reed Monday It was another Monday, Sammy rolled over and reached for the snooze button on the alarm. God he had grown to hate that awful buzzing that awakened him every day for the past 25 years. He arose and immediately turned the hot water on in the shower. He stepped in and slowly gained consciousness as the steaming water beat down on his body. Though he didn’t want to, he shut off the water after 10 wonderful minutes. He dried, combed his hair, shaved, brushed his teeth, rolled on some deodorant, and splashed on some