“Did you find it?” Jaime heard her husband Patrick calling from down below. “Not yet, I can barely see up here! Could you pass up the flashlight?” Jaime blindly reached down the hole connecting their attic to the second floor walk-in closet. She waved her hand impatiently until she brushed up against something hard and metallic. “Thank you!” she shouted cheerfully down to Patrick as she grabbed the flashlight. She turned...

SugarDaddy420: So, what did you do today? The beep of the alert alarmed Janey and she sat up. She'd been slumped over, eyes a little glazed, staring at the floor like it held all the wisdom of the stars. She focused her eyes with effort and hesitantly types back, her cheeks flushing as she thought about the answer to that simple and potentially totally innocent question. Lace'N'Silk: Not much, I'm recovering from last nig...

She's always new and beautiful,When she holds me tight,At the break of day,In the dead of night.She wraps her legs around me,Leather, silk, and lace.When I've been a naughty boy,She puts me in my place.The lady is an angel,In a sensual state of grace,My essence and my Mistress,The one to whom I race.She's the sugar on my fingers,The honey on my face,OH how my body lingers,For her touch, her smell, her taste.She's always n...

Let's be honest, let's just be honest. You are trying to revive something that is already dead. She was thinking to herself while she was watching her face in the mirror preparing it to do her makeup. On the other side of the room, you could see a bed lined with expensive lingerie she bought just for this occasion. Nice black corset that perfectly fit her waistline and made her boobs even perkier, sexy pair of lace pantie...

Sam didn’t come out of the cubicle for about fifteen minutes and, when she did, she was still red in the face. She strode across the floor, not breaking step as she returned the items to the counter and made straight out the exit without glancing back to see if I was with her. I wasn’t too sure what to say or how to react and didn’t get much of a chance to try until she stopped walking about fifteen minutes later. By that...

I slowly let the sheer, white stockings slide up along my closely shaven legs. They were smooth as silk, and no hint of coarseness caught the fabric as I stepped into them. The broad bands of elaborate lace hugged my thighs and made me feel great. Four straps, each decorated with a small silk ribbon, held the stockings attached to the garter belt I wore around my waist. The coarse lace felt tight around my body, but I lov...

Her friends gathered around and started giggling. Who knew what she was up to this time? Andrea was one of the more popular girls in her year, and for the past couple of years she realised all too well how she could use it to get her way. The boys loved her, much to the chagrin of the other girls. Teachers loved her too. They fantasised about her. Among each other they talked about things that would get them kicked out of...

Master's fingers curl slowly, and rest round the strength of her neck, and sweat of her breast.Powerful arms flex, her Master pulls gently, her lover, her Rani, her Rex. Swaying at first, unsteadyshe is vexed,yet felled, on bent knee. Master holds her, facing her fear. Toward fire and bale, her sight fixes like the spear, to the eye of the whale. The strain upon her body like steel, her hands bend in prayer, not whisperin...

By Christmas, Sarah and I had been ‘dating’ for a few weeks. If you could call it that. I had been spending a lot of my time with her, but I often felt more like a servant than her boyfriend. Most couples might curl up together to watch a film, I was more used to curling up at her feet. Worse, I was sure my friends realised there was something odd going on. Mark, who had the room next to mine often smirked knowingly at me...

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....

Kate sighed, staring into the reflection. Barely clothed she let her hair fall to the sides of her neck, her makeup remained content upon her skin although her lipstick was smudged near her cheek. Before she could lift her hand he was already behind her; wrapping his arms round her bare waist. "I read in between the lines," he sighed, nuzzling his nose into the cave of her neck; his fingers twiddling beneath her bra strap...

This all happened one summer afternoon when my wife and I had arranged to spend a few hours at her mum's bungalow along with some of our other friends. My wife, Kim is twenty-eight years old 5' 8" with shoulder length brown hair, 34c breasts and lovely long legs. On this day she had dressed in a denim ankle length skirt with a split that went three quarters of the way up it and a cotton blouse.While we were at her mum's I...

I'm 21 years old and newly wed to my husband, Jacob. He is the love of my life and I'm always working to spice up our sex life. This is what happened two nights ago: Jacob was in the kitchen sipping his mixed drink. I told him he had to wait in the kitchen and I would be right back. I went up the stairs and began stripping my clothes. I was wearing my new purple lace bra and purple lace panties that matched. I was clean s...

Lace is an openwork fabric, patterned with open holes in the work. It can be made by machine, or by hand. The holes can be formed via removal of threads or cloth from a previously woven fabric, but more often open spaces are created as part of the lace fabric. Lace-making is an ancient craft. True lace was not made until the late 15th and early 16th centuries. A true lace is created when a thread is looped, twisted or bra...