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It doesn’t matter what you were doing before, but when you blinked, you were suddenly in the back of a bookstore. You know this bookstore, it’s the one closest to your house, and you’ve been to it plenty of times, though not often in this section, the children’s section. “What am I doing here?” You ask aloud, looking outside the window to discover it was the middle of the night. That’s when you remember the last thing you were doing was going to bed, and just as you were closing your eyes, you...
As I was stretched out on the sofa when I heard the front door open, and then Mum's familiar voice, "Hello Darling I'm home, how was your day?"I turned towards her. "Hi Mum. It was fine thanks."She came up to me and gave me a big hug and a motherly kiss on the lips, Mum was what most people would call pretty. She wasn't stunning and she rarely turned heads, but she had an almost c***d-like face, which had its own attractions. She kept her dark brown hair fairly long. She had a good shape, curvy...
This is the an experimental set of tales written in the style of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. It relates the story of several youths on a Pilgrimage to some far-off land. If this experiment is a success I shall continue this endeavour. Samantha: The Tales by Samantha THE FIRST TALE as told by AMY I tell you a tale, as time of old When I was not brave or gallant or bold But rather a lonely boy of school For not one friend could recognise the jewel Of promise my unfortunate male...
Mum and myself were in the Lake District on holiday.On the third day of our holiday, I woke up late and found my mum reading a book with a cup of coffee. She was dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. My mother is 32, She has black hair, nice 38D breasts and a nice firm arse. I found her attractive, and thought about her a lot in my wank sessions."Nice of you to get up darling," she said looking up from her book."Yeah, I guess I needed some sleep. I made a coffee and some toast. "And what...
As I’ve mentioned, Wendy was and actor and has had a number of minor roles over the years since I met her at a film studio in the 1960s. She had formed a number of friendships with some of the other girls she acted alongside. In particular two other girls (ladies now really), Emma and Maggie, who had regularly met up with Wendy for a few drinks and a good chat. As it was getting towards their tenth anniversary (since they first met) they decided to meet up dressed in the costumes they wore...
We were but awake pretty early the next morning because Wendy had a fairly early start for her audition We both slept in our bed in the nude. Always had done and still do. So as I followed Wendy out of bed and started to get my clothes together ready to put on she said, ‘Just a moment, darling, there’s something I’d like you do for me. Seeing as I’m going to out most of the day I want you to wear something that’ll remind you not only how much I love you but how sexy and desirable I always find...
A number of incidents in our love life stand out some of which I’d like to relate to you. A couple of weeks after we met Wendy’s flatmates took a weekend off from filming (Wendy is an actress) and went home leaving Wendy with the ‘digs’ to herself. She invited me round for a few hours together on the Saturday. On arrival Wendy was in her dressing gown and said to me ‘You seem a bit overdressed.’ She promptly took off her gown and was totally naked. It was the first time I’d ever seen her that...
Mark was in High School and would be on school holidays in a few more weeks.One Friday evening, I had to work late. I had been pursuing a new account for the past few months. And I was hoping to finalise the deal over dinner with the client. Normally, I kept Friday evenings free for my son. It was a long-standing tradition with us. We always did something special on weekends. So it was a touch of guilt that I called up Mark to cancel our evening plans. I told him that I would be late, and that...
The film that was in production when I was working there was a comedy featuring, among other things, lots of actresses and extras dressed as school girls. One day, in the middle of July, I was asked to take an upgraded *********** to one of the young ladies who had not been required on set until slightly later than some of her colleagues. With revised *********** in hand I trotted round to one of the cast’s caravans and knocked on the door. ‘Come in,’ came the voice from inside so in I went....
In the early 1980s I won a role in a film that involved a certain amount of, implied, sexual interaction in bed. In that era it wasn’t anything like as graphic as sex on film is these days but I was to be in bed with a fellow actor with both of us being, supposedly, ‘nude’. I was topless but my breasts wouldn’t be seen properly on film whereas Mike was to be completely naked because towards the end of the scene his back and the top of his buttocks would be seen. It was a closed set with a...
One Saturday morning my wife told me to put on my pinafore dress. "We're getting some new neighbours. They'll be moving in next week and Mother offered your help in cleaning the place up before the furniture arrives. They'll be staying overnight, so you'll need to make up the spare bedroom before we go out." So an hour or so later my wife, my mother-in-law and I walked round to the house next door. It was only a short distance, but I was quite nervous. I had never been out in the street...
I’d arrived back from work knowing I had the laundry to do and that would be my first job before tackling tea for my son and me. I went straight up stairs and came to Terry’s room first saying hello as I passed, he was a typical 16-year-old sitting in front of his telly on his x box. Now in my bedroom, I grabbed a handful of clothes in the basket and I felt something damp on my hand. When I pulled the handful out, I was shocked to see it was my knickers that looked wet. Closer investigation...
In the early eighties, I was a chubby, shy sixteen-year-old virgin with only a few friends, but what I had was a love of ladies’ knickers (even now well into my fifties, I still love knickers, but at least now, I can buy for myself). This is a story of when I got caught stealing them.I could not get enough of them, and so I went around looking for clotheslines in backyards to see what I could steal so that I could wear them and wank into them. The fact I may get caught made it all the more fun....
First TimeAt the hotel, Wendy laid out her freshly pressed uniform, took a bath and, having got me to dry her (very nice!) started to get ready for the convention downstairs. Wendy always started with the blouse (no bra. Her breasts large and firm.) then her tie, stockings and suspenders, gymslip and, finally, she pulled on her navy blue school knickers. The sight of seeing her in her full ‘film’ uniform brought back so many very happy memories from when we first met, And looking down at my trousers my...
I was in bed with a pair of her knickers, smelling them. Yes one of her worn knickers I picked from the dirty cloth hamper in the bathroom. But it turned out to be one of the best things that ever happened to me.I am the love of mum’s life. I have always loved being around her. Even though she is in her thirties, she has a really sexy body, with big, full, 38D breasts. When I was 13 I started to notice my mother as a woman, more than just myMother. She would walk around the house either nude or...
Everything suddenly clicked into place for Helen on that afternoon at home, over a period of several months she had been sure that some of her knickers had gone missing only to show up again later on, at first she thought that she was just getting forgetful or that they had fallen behind a drawer or somewhere but now here she could clearly see the truth.Her 14yr son Mark was sat in his room playing on the playstation, clearly unaware that his mother was looking into his room from the doorway...
Everything suddenly clicked into place for Helen on that afternoon at home, over a period of several months she had been sure that some of her knickers had gone missing only to show up again later on, at first she thought that she was just getting forgetful or that they had fallen behind a drawer or somewhere but now here she could clearly see the truth.Her 14yr son Mark was sat in his room playing on the playstation, clearly unaware that his mother was looking into his room from the doorway...
First Name = Hero (Male) Last Name = Sidekick (Female) It's another boring day at your new job, working as assistant librarian at the local library. You'd only been there for a week and a half, but you've already learned that you have very few visitors. Books just don't have the appeal they used to. So basically you just wander around all day or, when the boss is away, take naps in the fiction section. You are currently asleep in the corner of the library, a copy of Don Quixote draping over...
FantasyThe following morning she told me to get up, to take off my sleep bra and knickers, put my knickers in the laundry basket, and then come to the bathroom. "I'm going to put some depilatory cream on you," she explained. "It smells a bit weird, but you'll be lovely and smooth afterwards." She applied the cream to everywhere that was hairy below my neck line. I wasn't a very hairy person, but that still meant that most of my body was covered. While I was standing there waiting for the cream...
When I lost my job and couldn't find another, it became clear that we could not keep up the mortgage payments on my wife Alice's salary alone. That's how we came to be living with her mother. It had seemed a good move at the time. She was comfortably well off, living on alimony from her ex. She spent many of her days visiting her lady friends. I was left to do the housework - cleaning, washing, ironing, cooking... It wasn't what I had expected married life to be. Probably I was a bit...
Sure, we all remember the fairy tales from when we were growing up, but now you are grown up and the tales seem a little childish. This is a story based around several of those tales that have a more adult twist. Please choose the fairy tale you would like to begin with...
BDSMI love your tiny knickers. I rush home from school every day to be the first in so I can search your dirty linen basket for your tiny wet Mummy smelling knickers. Knowing they have been so close to your pussy makes me throb n throb.Yesterday I found a pair of your tiny panties that were white and lacy. Wow they were soaked and if im not mistaken - still warm??I sniff and lick your tiny knickers Mum as I stroke my 8" ?year old cock. I have many many dreams Mum but my ultimate dream is to sniff...
The next morning we were up early too. My wife had to go to work. "You'll need to go shopping today," she reminded me, "even if only for food. But don't worry, Mother will go with you for the first couple of times until you are confident enough to go out on your own." As I picked out clean clothes after my shower I saw that I now had a lot of new pretty underwear and several more dresses. After breakfast, I went out with my mother-in-law. I had already realised that we were likely to...
Fairy tales were originally not made for children, or if they were they certainly weren't what we would call child-friendly. They were gruesome tales meant to serve as warnings of danger, or sometimes just to scare the audience with no apparent moral or any other good reason to exist. In this world all the people and creatures of the classical fairy tales have lived on after their stories were told, to meet and mingle with each other and with readers who can't forget them. However, there is a...
TaffyTales! Don’t you nerds wish you could just turn off your anxiety, shyness, and all of that embarrassing shit at will and become an ultra-Chad who plows pussy like it's nothing? Yeah, I bet you do. Sadly, I’m not some genie who can grant you three wishes and give you all of that and a big cock to go along with it. You’ll have to work on being less of a pathetic incel on your own time. What I do have for you horny fappers is a welcome escape where you play as a hung nerd who unearths a...
Free Sex GamesChapter 3After getting home on that Saturday evening, I lay in bed naked, except for Nicola’s knickers around my hard cock. It had been a wonderful time with her. But no matter how hard I tried and how many times I came, my cock stayed hard. I eventually fell asleep with a very sore cock, still wrapped in a sticky pair of knickers and I had some wonderful wet dreams.The following week seemed to drag on forever. The only bright point was that I got my hands on some condoms (I stole them from my...
IncestAlan Goodenough was never the sort of person one would expect to join a paramilitary unit. He had not done very well in university and he could count the number of girlfriends he had lost due to ineptitude on one hand. They were all of the same opinion that Alan was a total cunt. When he was recruited as a new member of the hush-hush organization known affectionately as "K.I.S.S." or Knickers Inspection Special Service unit, he tried not to think about the military aspects of the mission as...
I was quietly wandering around my neighbour’s room again. Justine’s parents were away from Christmas until well into the New Year. They were rich enough to be able to do things like that. Justine wasn’t away – but she was at work, which gave me time enough to do the things that I loved to do; the things that I needed to do. I had a new sexual habit which meant I needed everybody out of that house. I wanted to indulge myself. I needed to indulge myself. It was Christmas after all. Justine...
Oral SexShe told me to undress, I stripped down to my boxers and felt really nervous. She sat on the bed in front of me and parted her legs, I could see she was wearing white cotton knickers and her hairs were peeking out either side of the gusset. I was told to get on my knees, as I did this she pulled her skirt right up to her tummy revealing a wonderful pair of full cotton knickers. She then said come closer and sniff. My heart was pounding I pressed my nose into the gusset, It was so warm and damp,...
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Message begins.Hiya, lad. I miss you so much, and I wish you could be here now, but I'll have to wait.Do you know, all I have on right now is my knickers. They are white cotton knickers with a thin band of lace around the top. They cover the glorious curves of my large cheeks, and hide the aroused blushing my skin is racing with. And I'm thinking about you.I wonder, would you like to see me? Do you...
FetishThe other day, I was walking around town wearing a short mini skirt a nice short pleated one and a strappy top which was kind of struggling to hold my boobs in. I was wearing a nice pair of knickers which had a cute pattern on and really comfortable to wear. I was getting horny under the sun and seeing quite a few girls in short skirts which with the odd few managed to get a good upskirt view, some of the girls were wearing really cute panties, a couple had decided to go commando. I met up with...
As it got nearer the event we were getting a bit desperate when Wendy came up with a possible solution. ‘We could dress up in my old school uniform film costumes (she had appeared in a couple of films in the 1960s which had schoolgirls as the main characters) and we can go as a two little maids from school,’ she said. I said, ‘It’s three little maids from school. Not two!’ ‘Whose counting,’ she replied. ‘And what, exactly, am I going as then?’ I asked. ‘I can dress you as a schoolgirl too. Not...
Why were my little knickers so wet? Here is why.....I had sent my son Sean a picture message. It was a selfi pic of my lacy bra with the words, wish you were here x.I got a text back in moments saying, "Mum, was that meant for me or dad"?I thought about it for a moment then sent a text back saying "Your dad Sean, but you may as well look as I see you looking a lot and your father isnt intrested in me nowadays so yeah, why not"?Buzz buzz, "Well there lovely mum, but I know this already hehe. I...
I had arranged to see a mistress, it had been a long time since I'd done this. When I arrived I was shown into a room and saw another lady sat there, I was told that this other "mistress" was here to watch and maybe help out.I was told to undress, I stood there naked in front of them both, my cock was growing, it seemed even naughtier that there were two of them looking at my naked body and half erect cock. I was handed a pair of lacey knickers and told to put them on - as I pulled them up I...
To mark the anniversary of her divorce, my mother-in-law announced that she was treating her daughters and their husbands to a night out at the theatre to see a variety show. My wife Alice said she would help me get dressed. She started by making up my face. After removing most of my eyebrows, she used an eyebrow pencil to mark a thin line. Then she added blue eye- shadow and bright red lipstick. My white suspender-belt held up pale tan stockings that seemed to emphasise the girly...
There’s no denying it, I fancy Leanne and I have done the whole time that I’ve know her. We’re old school friends that have reconnected thanks to Instagram. She’d been posting to her ‘story’ and I’d sent the odd reply to her in the hopes of striking up some conversation. Eventually we’d began messaging each other almost daily and I have to admit that I’d become quite impatient waiting for her replies because I looked forward to them. Leanne’s messages were exciting to receive and always gave me...
Quickie SexEver since we lived in the Philippines, I've had this thing about maids and their knickers. I went to the Philippines for about eighteen months in 2008 and 2009, when my parents were working in Manila, and I used to be left in their house all day. It was pretty boring and I'd either spend the time watching the tv, or glancing at our maid scrubbing the clothes and cleaning the house to brighten my day up a bit. She had a nice figure and I used to like to watch her bottom move as she scrubbed the...
Red Dress no Knickers. Dinner. Posh restaurant, dark, lots of heavy drapes, black and red, velvet tablecloths and seat covers. Large black candles on floor mounted candelabra provide the seductive illumination. A 20’s theme night. A pleasant murmur of conversation pervades the room, the actual voices and content muffled by the heavy furnishing. The clientele are very obviously affluent; there is an undercurrent of decadence often brought about by gatherings such as this. All of the ladies are...
As a photographer for a popular men's magazine you thought you'd pretty much seen it all. You'd photographed all the major female stars from Mariah Carey to Jennifer Love Hewitt. Recently however, your magazine have been concentrating on the British Babes and so it happens that today you're alone in your own studio waiting for Girls Aloud, the popular British girl band to get ready for their photoshoot. As the girls step out of the dressing rooms and onto your set you make a conscious effort...
A Thousand Tales A Thousand Tales By [email protected] Valerie Ceru closed her checkbook and put her favorite pen back in the pocket of her washed-out, hopelessly blood stained white apron.? She shook hands with each of the sisters in turn, Trung Nhi and Trung Truc.? They thanked her effusively, but she should really have been the one to thank them.? She could always count on the Vietnamese sisters to bring home the bacon, so to speak.? She knew that they hunted from a blind...
My husband decided to run off with a young girl from his work. The divorce settlement was to my advantage; I got the house, and a car.For the first few years, everything was great, except for my sex life. I made several purchases of 'toys' that I kept hidden in the back of my knicker drawer under my underwear. These seemed to be enough for me for the time being...I used one or two of them a couple of times a week. One Monday morning, as I was getting the dirty clothes ready for the washing...
Ben and his two pals were on holiday here for a few weeks, earlier in the summer. By the last week of their holidays his two mates were hopelessly lost in holiday romances. As for the rest of their holiday? well you can guess...! He looked an increasingly lonely figure for the last week or so, and the shine he had taken to me earlier at the beach seemed to be his only brightness as he took every chance to chat me up, during which amid other flattery, he told me that he had already noticed me...
It would be good to read one of my other stories about Liz first. It will give more depth about her personality, and her behaviour. Reading the stories about her being gangbanged or spit roasted on holiday will give you an insight. An insight that I never had when I met her unfortunately.I was in a bar one Friday night with friends, took a step back to let somebody walk by, and I felt a crunch. I turned around and one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen was jumping up and down in pain....
First TimeThis story begins at a dinner night I was invited too a few days ago, it is absolutely true. I have a huge knicker fetish!!! For those that do too will enjoy my story of the night... My girlfriend invited me to a do she was having at her block of apartments with the friends she works with. Downstairs from where everybody lived was a bar and a restaurant, obviously where the do was taking placee. As the night went on I met more and more of my girlfriends friends, a lot of whom were female and in...
TRAVELS (GAY TALES)As a follow-up to my Lesbian Tales entitled TRAVELS, I will use the same approach with gay men telling stories about their sex life when they are travelling.ROBERT (30 years-old. Single. Top gay. American. Clean-cut and handsome salesman.)I was told Switzerland was pretty uptight when it came to sex. I don’t know if it depends which part of Switzerland you go to, but I found Geneva very open-minded. I travel to a different country in Western Europe every two years. I started...
ASYLUM TALES The title of the story describes it all Author’s Note: Damn, it’s been about three months away from the keyboard with the exceptions of a couple additions already laying around to other stories. JJ seems to be a prophet; I’ve gotten the urge to revive and add a couple chapters of ‘The Nanny’ next month with it being the most popular of my tales. (And on its anniversary since I started that story last October) But first, I figured I’d do a one time deal and rattle off some...
"The Election" is a setup story. It provides the background forall the other stories here, so I highly suggest you read it first. While almostcompletely devoid of erotic content, it is fairly short, and should still hopefullybe entertaining to read. All the other stories are individual tales of various people that happenafter the events described in "The Election" take place, and theywill be chock full of eroticism. I will be adding tales from time to time,so look for future updates.
“Where are we going?” Sarah asked. She was in Martin’s car and he was driving out of the pub car park. They had met two hours earlier and been talking ever since. He was medium height, well-built but not muscular, with wavy brown hair and blue eyes and he was fun. That was the main thing. Her kind of fun.It’s a word that can mean various things to different people. To her it meant he was intelligent, verging on intellectual, but not too serious. He knew about things – lots of things. He knew...
First TimeLooking back, it was only a matter of time before I got caught dressed in my wife's lingerie.I have loved dressing up ever since my early teens when I first discovered the delights of dressing in my mum's underwear. Although I have gone for long periods abstaining from dressing, the truth is that I am addicted to wearing lingerie. So, I will always return to it. My particular favourite is to wear retro underwear like french knickers, slips, basques, fully fashioned nylons and the like.My...
It was a sultry summer night but it wasn’t the muggy air that was making me hot. It was my clothes. I’d felt the urge to dress up in a very sexy outfit. My preparations had started much earlier in the day, and they had been thorough: my whole body was clean and smooth, shaved so that there was not the slightest hint of hair anywhere other than on my head. My heart thumped wildly as I made my selection: a schoolgirl gym skirt and top, with bra, blue panties and stiletto heels. I felt sexier...
CrossdressingI was laying in the big white bed of my Mistress Chrissy, enjoying the luxury of being there on the soft comfy fabric, it sure beats the uncomfortable hard wooden table of the rack down in my basement which had become my bed.I had been very good and worked very hard for my mistress the day before and was granted the privilage of spending the night in her bed with her. It was about 8:30 in the morning on a cool sunny day. I felt very good having had a good nights sleep, I'd already performed the...
And my husband loves me to go out like that too. I love it when I go out with my husband wearing stockings, garter belt, heels and no knickers, it is such a turn on, for me, for him, and for the guys that I decide to share our secret with.Long skirts, long dresses, short skirts and short dresses, shaven or hairy, it does not matter. After I have had a drink or two to loosen up, I love to first show my stocking tops and then to maybe open my legs slightly to put those guys watching into a bit of...
I ran into my friends Mom the other day, she still great she is about 55 now. That got me thinking about when I was 14 or 15 and I used to stay at my friends house all the time. I always fancied his mom she was so sexy, short blonde hair, curvy figure, big boobs and a big ass. I remember going to the toilet in his house. I was in the bathroom and I was just about to leave and then I noticed a pair of his Moms knickers on the floor, so of course being a young lad I couldnt resist, I picked them...
I first saw Caroline, when she moved in locally, and for some years enjoyed access to her until she moved away. A small woman, only 5 foot tall but huge 36 DD tits, as seen on her bra labels, and her arse was not wide but stuck out at the back, as in photographs I have, and thick fat shapely legs with big thighs that I adore, as seen in photographs I have.I thought long and hard about the knickers that she would wear and settled on the idea that they would be some fine lace and some satin as...
It was about midday when my Mistress Chrissy turned the telly off.I had been noticing that the last 15 - 20 minutes her crotch was getting very wet, I wasn't sure wether it was from sweat or from her feeling really turned on, either way my cheeks and mouth was getting fairly drenched what with my face being stuck to her pussy as my head was between her sexy thick thighs."God I'm getting so horny..." She confessed as she uncrossed her legs and pushed me away from her."I'm going to need to sort...
An interesting development occurred this week. The faeries believed they needed to pay for the homes, but they didn’t know-how. Sparky informed Lee of the problem. During lunch, Lee was talking to Sandra and Debora when Deb winged about the quality of lingerie in the replicator. She wished she had her silk knickers back. Kyle added that he missed his silk boxer shorts. That afternoon Lee scrounged through the library for lingerie patterns and printed a heap of patterns out. The next...
NEW TG: Hell Hath No Fury (Femdom, genetic mutation) Part 3 ========================================= (c) [email protected] 1997. Introduction from Darkside. =========================== This is the cumulation of about a years worth of effort on my part. Nine months planning the whole thing out and three months actual writing. Infinite thanks must go to Vickie Tern without who's patient re-reading and suggesting made this, my first story what it is. You are welcome to do...
It was the wolf-whistle which started it. Justine looked across at me sharply. “See?” My heart had been beating out of my chest from the moment I’d stepped out of the front door dressed as Petra. What had been private had, at that point become very, very public. Anyone could have seen me. “But they won’t see you, Peter,” Justine had said with utmost confidence. “They’ll see a schoolgirl in her gym kit.” “Not if they take a peek under my skirt.” Justine’s blue gym knickers were strained to...
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