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Mom’s Wedding Gown By Spectre Mark tried not to shiver as his mother leaned heavily against him, tried not to enjoy the softness of her body or the flowery smell of her hair. Tried not to get a hard on again. She looked up at him, smiling, and giggled d***kenly as he fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. “You’re so sweet to help me home,” she said, then lifted up on her toes to kiss his cheek dangerously close to his lips. “Mom, you’re d***k,” he said, more to remind himself than...
Mom’s Wedding GownBy SpectreMark tried not to shiver as his mother leaned heavily against him, tried not to enjoy the softness of her body or the flowery smell of her hair. Tried not to get a hard on again. She looked up at him, smiling, and giggled drunkenly as he fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. “You’re so sweet to help me home,” she said, then lifted up on her toes to kiss his cheek dangerously close to his lips.“Mom, you’re drunk,” he said, more to remind himself than her,...
The Bridal Gown Janet L. Stickney [email protected] The bridal gown I had on put me in a sea of white satin, Irish lace, pearl buttons and crinoline. The bodice was tight, accenting my newly enforced shape, creating breasts and a narrow waist. They turned me to face the mirror, then, as I saw myself, I had to swallow, really hard. From head to toe, everything that defined me as a male was gone. My blonde hair stuck out from under the hat, my chest pushed up leaving...
Dave and Julie had been inseparable since the sailing date. Dave’s shop was in between yacht restorations and Julie had quit the restaurant job, so nothing competed with their time together.Dave loved the way Julie embraced life, so he took her to all kinds of events and activities just to see the joy on her face.Dave also encouraged her exhibitionism and provided her with an additional wardrobe that a young woman with an incredible body could tease others with; miniskirts, daisy dukes, and...
ExhibitionismThe Wedding Gown By Dawn Marie. I was sixteen when my sister got married. She was a year older than me and had two big problems concerning the wedding. First, our father was dead set against her marrying her fianc?, so she needed some one to give her away. Second, the Maid of Honor was ill and didn't think she would be well enough to attend. Guess which I wanted to do. Right, but, I was asked to give her away. For a few weeks before the wedding she had her gown hanging in plane s...
The Princess' New Gown By Heather Rose Brown Once apon a time, in a land closer than you may think, lived a beautiful kitten princess who had long silky fur the color of midnight. Unlike most princesses, she loved exploring the forest, climbing to the tippy-top of the highest trees, tumbling through wild fields, digging in mudholes and other very messy things. This was very frustrating for her parents, the King and the Queen, who just wanted their daughter to act like other...
I like sex. I refer to making love as an art. Can’t even figure out the right words to describe that feeling when I orgasm. Its like mixture of best pleasure emotions blended together, some sort of a tickle and overload of happiness. It will make your body shake, lose control over yourself and doesn’t leave you completely breathless. It can be recognized as the best feeling ever a girl can have. I love writing about it. That way I can send my thoughts, through lush to far off countries,...
We all remember our first time. It’s an important, if sometimes cringe-worthy, milestone on the road to adulthood. Our minds replay the scenes again and again, as if from an old, favorite film. Here is my story. The busy luncheonette adjoining the main concourse didn’t look too toxic. I dropped my duffle bag and slid onto a stool at the counter without anyone so much as looking at me. I take that back. A waitress slapped down a mug and, unsolicited, filled it with steaming black coffee. “Back...
Farber, Underwood, Carruthers, Kinshaw, Young, Oswald, Updike is its city's first openly transgendered firm. Follow the lives of its partners, associates, staff and clients. Today we learn the history of one of its members. GLADYS By Eugene Webber "Have you called the agency, Heloise?" John Farber asked his office manager. Heloise Farber, John's sister, older by three years, was taking a week off to visit their parents. Their father had retired eight months earlier and...
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“Let me know when you are finished with your math assignment. We will start on station I today unless we get more interruptions.” “Okay,” Catherine called out while rinsing off the dishes from lunch. Since it was such a nice day, I decided to work under the shade of an umbrella for a few hours. ... “Ready, Master.” Placing aside my notebook, I led Catherine her downstairs, waited for her to don the lab coat, and then went with her over to the control room. While warming up station 1, a...
I was awoken by a loud knock on my bedroom door, and a shout from my landlady, ‘get up John you’re late!’. I reached over and glanced at my watch, I was late!. I quickly threw my dressing gown on and headed for the bathroom, luckily no one was in, so as fast as possible I showered and returned to my room to get dressed only then did I realise I had no underwear. Then it dawned on me because I was late doing the laundry all my boxer shorts must be in the laundry room. No problem I thought I’d...
My name is John Marples, I am single and 31st old. It all really began 9 years earlier when I was a high flier at quite a big company, I had a secretary then called Janice. She was only 18 and during that time I must admit treated quite badly. However, I didn’t care because I was doing very well in my role as a Sales Account Manager, and, I new I would be promoted to our head office which was in another city. Sure enough it was not long before I got my promotion and I left the regional...
At the end of the day I left the office to head back home. My mind still in turmoil from what had happened earlier in the day, I had been spanked by my female boss and her assistant and had to orally pleasure them both. Had what had happened actually happened! I decided to call at a bar on the way back to my landlady’s house and have a stiff drink. I sat on my own and drank down a large Whisky, I now had a warm glow in my stomach to match the warm glow of my backside. Time to go I thought.
‘Hello John,’ said my landlady as she sat on the edge of my bed. I was laid on my bed face down and still naked, after all that had happened making an attempt to cover myself seemed a little redundant. ‘I need to talk to you John, my mother will be coming to stay in the morning and I will be having a couple of guests for drinks and nibbles tomorrow evening. My mother is ‘old school’ and quite a stickler for tradition and discipline. On her previous visits one of the girls would act as...
"Milady's Wiles" by Brandy Dewinter with the invaluable assistance of P.J. Wright Chapter 1 To Arms! To Arms! The stream of humanity flooding into the protection of the castle known as Stalwart Guard could no longer be called an army. In their own minds, they probably couldn't even be called men. They were beaten and they knew it. My brother, Prince Bareth, the commander of Stalwart Guard would have to try and reform them into a defensive force. An errant...
"Milady's Wiles" by Brandy Dewinter with the invaluable assistance of P.J. Wright Chapter 13 More Than Sleeping Together I truly had inspection duties to accomplish as part of this trip so I spent much of each of the next several days out and about the lands of North Vale. I had become accustomed to the discomfort of riding in the maiden's lover, even sidesaddle, and actually enjoyed the crisp autumn air in the higher elevations of this barony. The logging...
"Milady's Wiles" by Brandy Dewinter with the invaluable assistance of P.J. Wright Chapter 17 'Tis Better To Give Than To Receive It was so late it was early when we finally retired to bed. After the trial and the discussions afterward that had no doubt included more groupings than our own, no one rose until mid-morning at least. Part of the reason, or excuse, for that was the lack of sunshine. Our good weather had broken and while there was no new snow, dark,...
"Milady's Wiles" by Brandy Dewinter with the invaluable assistance of P.J. Wright Chapter 5 Closer Than Sisters The second day following saw the return of Lyonidas to our castle. He arrived with an entourage of faceless guards, but his attitude showed he didn't fear any of us enough to need them. He wasn't particularly arrogant like his father, just comfortable in the presence of his enemies. It appeared that the High Canyonites didn't care much for formal...
"Milady's Wiles" by Brandy Dewinter with the invaluable assistance of P.J. Wright Chapter 9 All Kisses Are Not Created Equal Bathing the next morning started out as usual. The heavenly feeling of release from my steel guardian, the soothing warmth of the bath were each so desirable I'd never willingly miss an opportunity. Together, I'm not sure even the safety of the realm could convince me to pass the chance. Though it was always wonderful to be released, I was...
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Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 4, Debbie Introduces Me To Nightgowns) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....
The Red Silk Nightgown When my beautiful sexy cousin Marcy entered my bedroom wearing only a red silk nightgown my pecker stood at attention. It had been a warm summer night and I was naked under just an old thin sheet. She smiled and sat on the edge of the bed and made small talk. Being almost sixteen years old she was much older and much more sophisticated than I was at just fourteen. Marcy was spending the summer with us. I think she was being punished for something but I...
Blue nightgownI was always ….well a little fucking pervert. I lusted after my sisters…their friends….their friends sisters….uh…I think you get it. Well, anyway….I had a couple of close comes….uh..Calls of sex of the old world order. You know..Caligula…..earlier Greece…hillbillies, I wanted to fuck my sisters. This is the story of the first time……is it real….you tell me. Long ago in a land far, far away….New York…..I was thirteen and had my own room for the first time. “The Penthouse” I...
"The Pink Nightgown" Madge minced into her living room from her kitchen, she set a glass of white wine on the end table then she took a seat on the sofa. Large snow flakes were beginning to drift past the window outside, the living room had a decorated Christmas tree with presents underneath. She crossed her shiny legs with a smooth nylon zip then smoothed her dress. She picked up the phone and called her friend Ruth from next door. Ruth answered. "Hi Ruth," she asked. "I am...
It is the power of the restraint that reaches into my slumber and pulls me from it. I am aware of my breathing changes as I become awake and I know with certainty he is awake also. Lying on my left side in the dark of the room, he is on his left side also as we spoon in the middle of our bed. Our bed, what a wondrous thought. Eyes still closed I inventory. His naked front to my nightgowned back. His cheek resting on my hair fanned over the pillows, a fragrant silken pillow case. His breath warm...
LADY ANN'S EXTENDED HOLIDAY Original Story by Eric - Expanded Edition by Emma ENGLAND 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church. But Burt was only the stable hand at her father's vast estate. His job was to muck out and groom the horses and perform manual labour around the estate. He was forbidden even from entering the manor house. He scraped an existence in the...
Lady HinaThe story begins with prostrated naked humans on ground forming a path from shining marble stairs of a ultra luxurious mansion to the door of a super luxurious rolls royce suddenly heared the click clack sound which gets louder from inside mansion appears the most lovely, soft, pampered and divine feet in very high heel elegent black leather sandals with lots of diamonds studded on its straps complimenting the soft white feet in it and then the full body...
Ecstasy, pure ecstasy! What was more, Lady Eleanor Kavanagh was a blow job extraordinaire. This wasn’t going through the motions; rather a blow job of the type of expertise he hadn’t witnessed before. Truth be told, he hadn’t had many women’s lips around his helmet much less ladies. This particular lady was good. Very good. Even using the words very good understates significantly her excellence in the cock sucking department.What Adams didn’t know, as is common when women marry into money, they...
SpankingThanks as always to the Prince of editors Steve Zink! Lady Ann's Holiday By Eric England 1908. It seemed to Burt that his life was always spent with his face pressed against the glass. He worshipped Lady Ann Neville more than he did god in church. But Burt was only the stable hand at her father's vast estate. Still, he had his dreams. Dreams that one day she would smile at him and say that - no it was too stupid for words. The distance between them was greater than from...
Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...
Lady Caylethorpe’s Caning. On a warm day towards the end of July, a month shy of her thirtieth birthday, Lady Caylethorpe, the beautiful but conceited wife of the Fourth Earl of Caylethorpe, received the soundest and most comprehensive thrashing of her pampered and privileged life. It was, in the opinion of every member of the domestic staff of the Caylethorpe ancestral manor, one of the most thoroughly deserved chastisements ever meted out in the history of the household and few would have...
Lady Victoria's dramatic fall from Baronet's daughter and high ranking society débutante to lowly scullery maid had been swift and decisive. Mr Tannard, the minion Butler who had once served her without question, was now her master whom she had quickly learned to obey without hesitation. Her transformation from Lady to servant was now complete, with many of her lessons having been educated at her former Butler's knee! She had agreed to accept any punishment he decided to give her and, although...
SpankingLady Tether and the 3 Little Discardsby A. P. Damien28 paused to pour another cup of coffee. "I really don't think age is important. Looks are. But I think my skin is getting dry. One year, maybe two. Then she'll discard me." The brunette did look a little more mature than the other two. Her only clothes were bright red vinyl boots, gloves, and a bikini bottom. "And your life will be, too. Doesn't that matter to you?" 272 was a brand new slave and seemed fascinated by 28's upcoming death. "Yes,...
LADY VICTORIA PART 3 - THE LADIES TAKE THEIR REVENGE Following her father's ruin the Lady Victoria had been forced to accept a servant's position as a parlour maid at the College where she had reigned supreme. It was ironic that her father had sent her to this College to be educated and prepared for her marriage into aristocracy and instead was being 'educated' to work as a servant. Mr Tannard the Butler had begun her training 'stripping' her of her high-minded attitude and haughty...
SpankingThe Exchange 1 Burt was shoveling dirty hay from the floor of one of the stable stalls when Ann approached him, a mischievous expression on her face. His sleeves were rolled up past his elbows as he worked. She watched him for several minutes, staring at his rippling muscles; the careless attitude he had in his body language, entirely devoid of decorum. He obviously didn't care one whit about the way he carried himself or looked with his scruffy clothes and deliciously...
Lady Jena, the goddess dommeJena is a professional domme. I didn't know it when I met her. At the party of a mutual friend where we met, her roving eye caught my roving eye, and I was drawn to her. It may have been her late thirties demeanor that attracted me, or it may have been her blonde hair, parted in the middle and curled under just before it reached her shoulders; perhaps it was the boots she wore - they looked good on her. She had the look of a woman of authority - an executive...
Lady Catherine Hines sat in her chair as Miss Braxton, a woman in her 40s, brushed her long brunette hair. It extended to the small of her back. Catherine was dressed in her night gown. Miss Braxton always brushed her hair before Catherine retired to her bed. "You appear downhearted, Lady Catherine. Did you not enjoy the party? You appeared happy while socializing with your friends." "I alsways enjoy my time with my friends but do you observe how Father does not allow me to socialize with...
The milky whiteness was starting to return to the lady’s buttocks, Adams noted. The ruler would be the next instrument of humiliation. For her part, the pain Lady Eleanor Kavanagh felt was more in the head than on her sumptuous rump. She had endured the hand spanking, almost wincing more when she felt Adams erection on her lower tummy when she was draped across his knees than she had from the smacks from his right hand. She had almost cried out in indignation when the bastard had removed her...
The milky whiteness was starting to return to the lady’s buttocks, Adams noted. The ruler would be the next instrument of humiliation. For her part, the pain Lady Eleanor Kavanagh felt was more in the head than on her sumptuous rump. She had endured the hand spanking, almost wincing more when she felt Adams erection on her lower tummy when she was draped across his knees than she had from the smacks from his right hand. She had almost cried out in indignation when the bastard had removed her...
Spanking"Ladies-Who-lunch: In The Cosmic Bubble" The second week of August,1961. Summer was coming to a close and fall was just around the corner. The schools were being readied as the grade school kids grumbled, while the college set was spending the last couple weeks with friends and starting to pack up and plan for their coming year. Sitting at the kitchen table the steam drifted lazily up from the coffee cup as Joyce read the short letter sent by the university registrar concerning...
It startled Charlotte when she heard the distant sound of a wagon approaching. Henry was not to be home for another two days, Charlotte anxious for his return, the two month trip too long to be without her beloved husband. Lord Michael had sent him to France for some urgent business, Henry was a much better negotiator than him. Lord Michael loved to win more than reach an amenable agreement. Charlotte looked into the mirror, brushing aside an errant hair from her face, smiling broadly at the...
The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl. "Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested, in as haughty manner as I could muster. "In the town sir, Allerton, in the square sir, at the whipping sir," he said deferentially whereas by rights he should be ordering us hence. "And the Lady Catherine?" I asked. He paused as if...
I arrived at Allerton Hall unannounced, dressed in the classic style of a landed Gentleman while riding in a tolerably smart carriage pulled by a matched pair of Greys, driven by one Mr Barrington from Devonshire who had become my friend masquerading as a coachman.The Earl Howarth's Butler rushed out in agitation crying "Are you expected sir, only His Grace is away at the whipping Sir." His Grace indeed, as if he was a Prince or Archbishop not a mere Earl."Oh! Then direct me pray," I requested,...
LADY VICTORIA - PART 2 - Her Ladyship Gets Her Just Reward Lady Victoria had been sent to Beddingfield Ladies College by her father Lord John for one reason only, to prepare her for marriage into high society. His phenomenal success had brought him huge wealth and his recent ascent into the House of Lords as a Baronet inspired new ambitions, which knew no bounds. His daughter would not only marry into high society but into Royalty itself and he had the money and the power to see it through. At...
SpankingWilton Hall had been her family's ancestral seat for over five hundred years and the current incumbent family member Lady Maud Hamilton had no intention of that ending on her watch! Time however was getting on and at 36 she was aware that she did not have many fertile years left to produce an heir. Having accepted that her husband, even though he had tried, was incapable of providing what she needed Maud had reached the conclusion that she had to consider other options. Her marriage to...
a continuation of this tale The scene: At dawn Lady Cecelia and her entourage have been led to the palace of Agincourt accompanied by counselors for Lady Cecelia, a counselor for William of Edenbridge to enable a parlay with King Phillip’s apanage and regency of the estate, some knights and servants to the Court. Among them was a Lord of the house surrounded by wards and vassals of the house of Dauphin. In attendance to this audience were Ladies of the Court among them Lady Yvette, niece to...
Bred That Way 1 Burt was snatched cruelly from a deep sleep by Harry's bellowing voice from outside at the front of the stables. "BURT! Get down here now you ignorant fool!" "What? Yes! Sorry sir!" He clambered out from under his blanket and got to his feet. "Burt, you great wazzock! You've overslept! Get down here now and scrape this horse shit up before I tan yer ruddy hide and make ye do it without a shovel!" Burt hurriedly put his clothes on, anxious to get out...
Chapter Thirty Six Swapping Back 1 Burt Harper had a terrible feeling in the pit of his stomach when he woke up next morning in Mavis's bed at the Dog & Pony. It wasn't because he was thinking about anything in particular that was troubling him but more like... more like he'd had a night crammed with nightmares that he couldn't now remember. He lay for a while, trying to piece the images he still had together but he couldn't. All he had was a vague sense of alarm; an...
Jenna had masturbated three times last night, each time forcing the ivory dildo between her thighs and each time clinging to the hard rod as if it were a real prick. She had an orgasm each time, but she was left wanting more. She desired to feel a man between her thighs. She barely said anything to Lord Michael, the carriage carrying them off to the mysterious location of the Flagellation Society. But she saw the way he looked at her, his eyes almost able to see through her clothes at her...
One Last Day 1 Ann woke up from a deep sleep on his straw pallet, the sun shining through the crack in the hay barn door and into his eyes. He groaned, rolling over, then brightened and sat up, realising what day this was. It was the last day. Finally. Just one more day as Burt and he would be back in his rightful body. He would be the lady of the manor once again! It gave him such an overwhelming sense of relief to think that... as well as a moment of regret. Being Burt had...
I found something more last time here in Da Nang, a male who was a female, or trying to be: Bo, who worked in the hotel I stayed at, and she gave me a taste of the future with another – perhaps better person – and indirectly introduced me to a new world, new lovers, my first glory-hole, and a new passionate lifestyle, and I was back for more…. I had left Da Nang last time after having been delayed by a tropical storm for an extra two days, but in those two days I had a whirlwind –or even...
Indefinite 1 Burt was relieved it was Sunday. It meant he didn't have to put in a full day's work. He got the morning off to attend church. He'd slept a lot better on his pallet in the hayloft and the aches he'd had from going back to hard labour after a fortnight of growing soft had all but gone. He actually felt fit and strong again and caught himself enjoying it before he reminded himself that he didn't like anything about being a man. He hated every element of it. He wore...
Chapter Twenty Nine A Chance of Escape 1 Ann opened her eyes. There was no sound in the warehouse in which she was being held. She lay still, listening, moving her gaze from upper right to upper left, trying to pick out the least scratch or murmur. But there wasn't any. She got to her feet silently from where she'd been sleeping on the cold floor. Her arms were bare, her dress shredded round the shoulders. She looked awful and the fact that these men had done this to her...
[email protected] Lady Sally Blackrook, Victorian Adventuress By Gincrack Lady Blackrook?en pointe!The Forests of the Carpathian Mountains Urging his horses on the coach driver steered the carriage through the darkness of the forest. There was still snow on the ground and the gibbous moon shone from a cold cloudless sky its reflected light helping the driver to find his way, he light from the carriage lanterns being pale and ineffectual. Behind the screens on the carriage windows sat a...
Lady Kavanagh sized up the situation in the way one might expect a well-educated woman to: she was not in control. What’s more, she was acutely aware of the fact! ?Fuck,? she muttered. ?Fuck, fuck, fuck.? ?Are you mumbling, ma’am?? Asked her youthful chauffeur, at least 15 years her junior. He was standing directly behind her and, although she could not see him, she was certain he looked menacing. ?No?. ?Good. You don’t look so posh with your fat ass stuck in the air,? remarked her driver. He...
An Unwelcome Change of Plan 1 "Burt" woke up at the crack of dawn and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been right swell to get away from his life as a prissy stuck-up lady but, despite some reservations, he'd more than had enough of being Burt and looked forward to becoming one of the quality again. He'd loved the carousing and the fights and he loved shagging that tart Mavis, but the plummeting drop in status had been horrible, knowing that everyone looked down on him; even the...
"Ladies Lunch" "D...don't m...make me go downstairs aunt M...Madge!? I...I d...don't want lunch." Timmy pulled away as Madge pulled him to the hotel room door as he whimpered nervously then pulled away as he stood upstairs in her good friend Agnes' hotel room. "We're going to leave this room, walk down to the elevator then walk over to the dining room and take a table at the back that's out of the way, or, would you rather sit out in front where it's busy? You're going to do just...