We are in Victoria's Secrets, looking to use one of our free panty coupons; one of the pretty, twenty-something associates has guided us to the right display, the two of you are making light chit-chat when she asks you what style and size are you looking for? You answer quietly, “Well, he likes to wear my panties sometimes, and I think he would look good in a red or blue cheeky, or maybe a stretchy thong would be better?”...

It had been a few days since Elody and Melissa had come over and seen just how curvy I was. We'd talked a few times over the phone, but as it was the weekend, we were all pretty busy and didn't have any more plans together, sadly enough. But now it was Monday. Usually, I hate Mondays, but I had been looking forward to this one. We had a few classes that day, and so I decided to gather all my courage and wear something mor...

“Now he has emptied his bladder you can remove the catheter. We did not use a balloon catheter, so this is straightforward. Is it going to be Emma or Jane doing the removal?” I saw Jane shoot her arm up like an eager school kid. Doctor Mason laughed, “You win Jane, just take a firm grip of his penis, but do not squeeze, then pull firmly on the tube and in one movement pull it out.” “Weeeeeeeee,” Jane squealed, waving the...

It was not long before I felt my cock harden. I loved the thought of her exposed flesh being glimpsed. I'll catch you up. We were out for a summer walk, tipsy after an alcoholic lunch. The warm air and her thin cotton outfit had gotten me a little horny, but clearly not as much as Suzanne was! What had made it even more sexy was we weren't alone. Two guys, I'd say twenty-ish, were riding the trail on their off-road bikes....

It was Labor Day weekend of 1977. Kelly and I have always enjoyed auto racing. There was a dirt track about a half-hour drive from our little town. We would go and enjoy the racing action about once a month or so during the summer. There was just something about racing back then that made Kelly’s pussy wet. I think the combination of horsepower, engine roar, stud drivers, and the excitement of competition all worked toget...

The events of the previous evening had been quite intense and had left an impact of sorts on my ex. We had woken up the next morning, and at first, nothing was said. But as the morning wore on, there was a deafening silence. I had to finally break it and asked her to open up.  It transpired that the feeling of being so out of control and dominated had confused her. She said she liked the thrill of what happened at the tim...

It had only been a week since the incredible experience in the industrial estate. I had spent the week once again in a roller-coaster of emotion. I found the experience turned me on incredibly, and actually wanked to relieve myself daily over the thoughts. But then, I also questioned the experience. How did we go from a cheeky masturbating drive in the car, to watching my first wife exposing herself voluntarily? Then, me...

It had been a few months since what I called 'the event'. An experience in the woods that had gone further than I had dreamed of. We had talked about it on occasion, mainly in bed, which ended up in a hard fuck session. And I was very aware that I was split over it. When horny, it made me fucking hard. And when I sat thinking it made me question myself and suffer guilt. Should I enjoy the thought of watching another man s...

This is what happened a few weeks after our original encounter in the woods.  We had both been extremely turned on by the events of that afternoon. We talked about the being seen part, and how excitingly nervous we were. I did not mention my feelings after, the confusion I felt about wishing I had asked this stranger to fuck my wife. I had never had feelings like this before and was confused by them,  but also profoundly...

It has been almost a week since we saw each for the first time. I have never had an internet conversation with a stranger before. You were webcamming and I stumbled across your darkened room one day. Night for you in London and day time for me. I don't know what attracted me to stop at your room when there were another nine hundred to choose from. I couldn't see your face. The room was dark. But I saw enough of you to sto...

My New Wife and The Young Spaniards. We had a wonderful summer wedding and immediately after we honeymooned in Spain were both itching to get at each other. My wife Louise was a beautifully slim, pale skinned young woman. I was 22 she was 21. She was in her twenties but her body was still that of a teenagers. Since we first met at school Louise had always been one of the worst cock teasers I had ever known. In a way that’...

At the age of 40 I look back and think that I’ve had quite a conventional upbringing - ordinary home and family, local school and then university finally to a job within the health service – demanding and well respected but as conventional as the rest of my  life Frome time to time I had wondered what it would be like to ‘break free and let go’ but until I got married I always worried about what other people would think i...