I've been married for almost forty years and while I still love my wife dearly, she's no longer really very interested in sex and her body isn't all that accommodating to it. Which leads to very regular right arm workouts and looking for new and interesti...
Within the bustling store, fabrics sing a melody, Inviting her to explore, to lose herself in fashion's haze. She slips into the fitting room, embracing her inner voice. Each touch, a whisper of longing. Each breath, a sigh. An intimate journey, as she yi...
I enjoyed the fresh air and the walk did have me feeling revitalised. When I returned to the office, I took Stefan his croissant and turned to walk out again but he called out to me. “Sam?” I turned back and smiled at him but he seemed suddenly stuck for...
Weddings make me horny. So when he caught me sneaking a joint, I gave him an opening. “Don’t tell on me?” “I won’t,” he said, eyes twinkling boldly, “if you give me a kiss… and your panties.” “Cheeky,” I murmured, and eagerly pulled his lips to mine. “I s...
“What colour are they?” Blushing, “Yellow,” I whisper to my friend’s husband. “Show me.” “For fuck’s sake, Sean. We’re at the dinner table.” “Take them off and give them to me.” I swallow. There are eight of us around the table and no one is paying us any...
I didn't see much of Stefan for the rest of the day. It felt as though he was hiding in his office, no doubt he was embarrassed but it was like he was afraid to see me, afraid of what he might do to me if he did. My imagination went into full fantasy mode...
In the last part, Lucy and Philip are caught breaking Mary’s hanky-panky rules. Panties and pants had been inspected, and this had confirmed their fate; “six of the best for both of them.” Mary had played with Philips's nipples and had clamped clothes peg...
Just getting home from the store with a few new items that i purchased specifically so that i could try them on for YOU, i’m nervous and excited as i open the stockings and take the tags off of the panties. This is my first assignment for YOU. Still in my...
This isn't a confession as such and it's not a diary entry as I have never kept a diary in my life; it is just the sordid story of how my life changed in a week. It started with me doing something that I hadn't done in a long time. Perhaps because it had...
Virginia Parker had it all. At least that’s what it appeared on the outside. She’d recently acquired the corner office at the law firm where she had started during her junior year in college; hard work and a law degree later, she had recently become a par...
A song is simply a spell put to music. Music, itself, is a powerful, wordless incantation, a synergy of the heart, soul, and mind weaving itself around the lyrics, both of them empowering the other. It tugs at your essence, evoking powerful emotions and s...
The next Sunday morning, I went through the usual routine of going to Mass and then having lunch with my family. I wished I could call Gina for some encouragement to calm my nerves a bit, but I knew neither of us would have the privacy to talk about what...
"Newly discovered persona,” she said. Jess’s choice of words was never accidental. This previously concealed aspect of my character was now on full display. I was not playing a role, this was not contrived, this was me, an emerging new identity. So there...
I always looked forward to hearing from Jenny. Every few weeks, she sends me a text, an email, and an occasional phone call to let me know how much she is enjoying her college time. She even gives me credit for helping keep her head on straight anytime sh...
On this beautiful Saturday morning, we find Ian Keller hidden safely in his room behind shaded and curtained windows and a locked door. He was naked, and his well-muscled teenage body was sporting a tremendous erection as he watched the show in the backya...
