ELISE - MY WIFE"Where the hell are my tights?" my wife Elise yelled from the walk-in wardrobe."How should I know?" I answered lazily from my office. It was very common for us to have this kind of conversations while being in separate rooms. To me, it seemed that nowadays she was always missing some piece of clothing.She had obviously become even more absent-minded than in the past. That would have been fine if she didn't...
He had a thing for silk. He didn’t know exactly why he liked it, or where his love of silk came from; he just knew that he liked the look of it and the feel of it. He loved it when his wife wore a silk blouse. He liked the way the light shimmered off the fabric, and he liked the way the silk was tight and gave her the most incredible cleavage. If his wife wore a silk blouse that day, it meant that later on, they would hav...
Brad walked over to the bathroom stall where he heard the noise and saw some movement. He pulled on the locked door and shouted, “Open up!” Cassie crouched down on top of the toilet, her body shaking, hoping Brad would go away. A moment ago she was on the verge of a much-needed orgasm and now she was dreading what would happen next. She was so mad at Megan for encouraging her to sneak into the locker room. “Open this door...
I wandered into a Victoria’s Secret type of store in a shopping mall near my house, looking to find something sexy for my girlfriend’s upcoming 25th birthday. I wanted to find something personal and fun that both she and I might enjoy and make her feel good. Melissa didn’t have a lot of sexy underwear or lingerie. She always hinted every time we walked past the store in the mall, that she’d love to have a few hundred buck...
“Just a moment, Angela,” Dr. Yamada replied as she quickly put on her lab coat and stashed her bra, skirt and blouse in one of the cabinets in the examination room. No one would know by looking at her that all she had on under her lab coat were her pink and black panties, garters and stockings. Ryan tried to grab his clothes or at least the gown but the doctor would not allow him to cover up. He sat there dumbfounded as D...
A few months later my chance came when Grace went away for the weekend. I had been enjoying the spring, spending far too much time at the window of my bedroom. I have always enjoyed people-watching but I like it far more when those I have my eyes on are dropdead gorgeous, just like Grace was. I would catch her leaving for work in the morning and returning home in the evening. She had an office job so she always looked sma...
‘Mmm yeessss...’ I murmured as my cock began to throb in my hand, just as it had a hundred times before. It was guaranteed that more blood would rush to my genitals, giving me the largest erection possible, when the familiar scent of snatch filled my nostrils. I pleased my engorged member with a gentle caress by my right hand, while my left held the creamy crotch of my latest panty find to my face... ***** My panty fetish...
I'm a thirty two year old slender, leggy, well-hung cross dresser. I've been wearing panties since my teens and probably always will. The feel of sheer nylon panties covering my cock and hugging my girly little ass makes my eight inches rock hard the minute I slip into them. The only thing better than jacking off while wearing them, is letting another guy do it for me while I'm pleasing his stiff cock that I've made hard...
Not long after I got out of the service, I met Trish at a house party. She was a hot little brunette with a great body and we hit it off right away. After a few months of dating we ended up moving in together and she was a great lover...with one little quirk. She always wanted me to wear a pair of her panties while we were having sex. I readily obliged because she was so good on her back and also gave the best blow job I'...
Megan had finally arrived home and couldn't wait to get out of her school clothes and into her favorite lounge-about clothing. The absence of her dad and step-mom's cars in the garage made her believe that she was alone. That was until she saw Terry's motorcycle under the tarp and realized he was home. Not a worry, she and her step-brother got along very well. As she waked past Terry's room she noticed that the door was s...
“Put my panties on,” says the text message from Emmy. It is 9:30am and I have just woken up. I look across to the bedside table and see Emmy’s panties sitting there all dried out from last night's shenanigans. I lean over and pick them up, and can’t resist the urge to hold them to my face momentarily and savour their aroma. I do as the text message asked and put on Emmy's cotton panties. They are not what I usually wear,...
I woke up grumpy. I couldn’t eat or pee this morning. I had a physical scheduled for first thing this morning. Even worse, the doctor had warned me that today I even got a prostate exam. Oh well, I hope his hands aren’t too big. I arrived at the doctor’s office early and waited for my turn. The nurse ushered me into the exam room and drew blood then gave me the little plastic cup I had to pee in. I relieved myself and gav...
Emmy and I make it home to my front door unseen, much to my relief, our crotches are still soaking wet from Emmy pissing on me not more than 5 minutes before. We stumble in the house punch drunk with passion and I make my way straight to the drinks cabinet to pour us both a stiff drink. I notice Emmy wandering into the kitchen and when I walk through to hand her the drink I’m surprised to see she is looking in my fridge....
For me, it was her. For me, it had always been her. We met young, very young, and had a turbulent start, but we’d been going strong ever since. Ours isn’t the sort of love that is subtle and hid under the radar, it’s raw, the personification of passion. There she is, Sophie, standing at 5’8” with long chestnut hair and the deepest blue eyes. Eyes like oceans, which I have found myself lost in many a time. I stand and star...
The thing about being married is that life really isn’t easy. It’s a matter of diplomacy most of the time and, yes, diplomatic relations sometimes break down. Under normal circumstances it’s not often a positive sign but I’ve since discovered that in my own realm it really can be a revelation. At the beginning of my wedded life this was not so conspicuously obvious but as time went on and as marriage posed its usual probl...
