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My name is Alexa, and my husband is Mark. Together, we are the proud owners of a charming women’s clothing boutique. Our shop is a warm and inviting space. It is filled with racks upon racks of colorful garments in all shapes and sizes. We take great pleasure in assisting women of diverse body types and unique styles. We want them to feel confident and embrace their individual beauty. There is everything from elegant even...

A Lesson in Gravity

A woman shares a story from her past, knowing it will seal her fate.

Michelle glanced away, sweeping her tongue across her arid lips under his watchful gaze. "I was a math tutor in college. Just an on-campus job to avoid going completely broke. Anyway, my senior year, I got assigned to a few freshmen who were struggling with calc—a case as old as time. Except this one freshman would NOT stop staring at my chest. He was fixated, gawking at my boobs every time I looked up. No exaggeration. "...

The Try On Haul

I invited Elody over so I could try on my clothing haul.

Yesterday, I got quite a risky photo from Elody. I kind of fumbled the bag in how I replied to it, so I wanted to take some initiative myself to try and show Elody that I was very interested in her. I'd found no better idea than to invite her over to my apartment and do a little 'try-on haul' with her. I recently ordered some clothes online, and they arrived yesterday. Not having had the chance to try out the stuff I orde...

Dress

I normally wear trousers...

I have made a new dress, especially for our date. It is in a shiny stiff fabric, moss green, one of my best colours, with a pencil skirt cut just above the knee. It is nipped in at the waist, and has gathers under the bust. It is too smart for the pub, really, but I wanted to impress you. It is too tight to wear a bra underneath, and I have to breathe in to sit down. The heavy fabric mostly disguises my nipples, but not q...

The Evening's Entertainment - Part 1

A group of fifty-something women and an eighteen-year-old

01 Yes, a lot of people would call me a bad person. But define bad. I am fifty-two, a straight female with a broad range of fantasies and strategies to make those fantasies become realities. This is the first time I've put them down in writing, I'm sure there will be more but let's start with a boy called David. When I first met David he was just your average teenager, he lived next door with his very nice but quite annoy...

Camgirl Confidential - Pt. 3

Sophie goes to a bra fitting, and gets in touch with her inner bad girl.

“32K!” Sophie said. “What?” Rob asked. “32K,” she said, with quiet excitement. “That’s what the fitting woman said… like, that’s what size bra I should look at.” “Oh, Soph,” Rob said. “Wow, that’s, uh…” “Amazing, right?” she nearly whispered. “Are you okay?” Rob asked. “Why are you whispering?” “It’s fine,” Sophie said. “The fitting lady is just over there, I just… well, I don’t want her to hear how excited I am. It’s sor...

Discovery - Part 8

Wearing new clothes, Diane finds new friends as she tries on her new look.

When David called Diane the following afternoon, she was anxious to hear from him. “Are you still with other people?” she asked. “Yes, baby, I am. I just excused myself, saying I had to make a quick call to my office.” Diane was disappointed. She had hoped they could have a long conversation. However, she was happy that he had wanted to speak with her. “Guess what I did after work yesterday?” “You probably went home that...

So Much Lingerie

Amanda gets new lingeries.

I work hard as a secretary for a law firm, it is tedious work and sometimes it can be quite stressful. But at the end of the day, I get to go home to my large apartment and relax. I get paid very well and I tend to spend a lot of my money on lingerie. The touch, the feel, it excites me.My name is Amanda Johnson and I am 27 years old. I have light brown hair and dark eyes. My small nose sits above a nice sweet smile. I hav...

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My Mother's Boyfriend, My Slut! (part 2)

Now that he was my slut, I couldn't seem to get enough of him.

The day had been wonderful, seeing my slut skewered on my strap on. His nipples peeking through his netted shirt as he begged to come with me buried deep inside of him. After he came all over his chest and face, I had exited the room, needing my own release. I headed for the shower, happy to leave him to clean up his mess. With the taste of him still on my lips, I turned on the water. Feeling the splash along my sensitive...

Present Perfect

She's just too pretty to unravel

My lovely little presentYour look so innocentIn your flutter bra and pantiesI'm feeling quite contentMy eyes rove over your bodyEvery curve in perfect formYou smile at me seductivelyAre you ready to perform?You flick your curly blond hairAnd wiggle your sexy hipsSparkles in your light blue eyesBlowing kisses with your lipsNothing could be more beautifulDon't jump into bed quite yetI want to enjoy your sexinessMy appetite'...

Making a Weakness her Strength Part 1

A young woman's weakness for sexual excitement is so strong she struggles to contain her urges

Week 1 I had finished the first assignment the temp agency had given me. It was only one day a week, 8.00 'til 2.00, filling in while someone was on a course for a month, but at least I was going onto another job straight away. While standing at the stop waiting for a bus that would take me to it my mobile rang. It was Heather, my flat mate, asking how I had got on, which was real sweet of her. The traffic was noisy so I...

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Her Boots

A Mistress over excites her eager sub who needs a lesson in control

“You can start by licking my boots,” she purred as she presented one foot to me. Her red lips curled into a smile. “Yes Miss,” I whispered. I took her ankle in my hands softly gripping the leather boot; a knee high tight black leather boot with a platform toe and five inch high stiletto heel. I caressed the precious object as I looked up at her. I was naked, kneeling before her, my heart beating fast, worshipping her beau...

House Husband 5

The continuing story of a House Husband.

HOUSE HUSBAND 5 CHAPTER 1 I woke up slowly and looked at my watch. I’d been asleep for five hours and I didn’t feel refreshed. I felt dirty and depressed and didn’t know why. I rolled onto my side and pressed myself against Sal’s backside. She whimpered in her sleep and pulled away. I lay there, as close as I dared to get, without disturbing her, gathering my thoughts and thinking about what went on earlier. I was getting...

House Husband 4

The continueing story of a House Husband.

House Husband 4CHAPTER 1Sally had asked me quite out of the blue if I’d, “Ever had a Butt Plug stuck up my arse?” We were sitting in the garden at the time enjoying the weather and relaxing. It wasn’t the sort of question I was expecting, not that it would be the sort of question I would be expecting at any time I suppose. “Why on earth did you ask me that?” I asked. “Just to shake you out of your comfort zone, and to see...

House Husband 3

The continuing story of a house husband

Part Three Chapter 1 Two hours later I woke up, I lay there half asleep, my belly pressed hard against Sal’s buttocks, my arm laying along her thigh and down her leg. I had a lazy knob, pressing against her, I felt comfortable and at ease, and in no rush to start our second session. My last orgasm had taken a lot out of me if I was honest, I had been drained, and recovery might take a while. So I just lay there, drifting...