Fetish

Hi! It’s me Diana Johnson again. You know, the tiny woman married to that big hunk Bob. Well, some of the readers of my first story (the one which started in the Kitchen) have asked me to write a bit more about our adventures.

When I think about it, there is quite a bit to report, and some things moved in a direction I would never have guessed. You may recall that Mum had given me some of the delicate little dresses she made and wore when she was a teenager in the 1960’s and

“Amputation IS sex, the stump is just the afterglow,” Julie told her roommate and dear friend of nearly a year. She sat next to Sara, the left leg over the right, swinging idly back and forth without a foot.

Sara was honest with herself. She enjoyed neither hand and a touch of her forearm on tender parts thrilled her greatly.

She knew the right hand would be the first to go; she was left-handed after all. She knew the other was destined to be gone as well.

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Wearing a hospital

Carol had enjoyed playing doctor with me. Enjoyed it? She’d gone ape at the end. And so had I. And then she’d suggested playing nurse. I wasn’t sure what she had in mind, but I was determined to find out.

I called her and made an appointment. “Will this be just the regular service?” she asked, “or do you need special treatment?”

“Special,” I said. She made an appointment for a week later. I wondered what she’d be doing with her

He touched my back. A small touch. To anyone watching it would appear to be an accident. I stifled the sigh I felt wanted to escape at that touch. Now was not the time nor the place for such gestures. I frowned at him and worked my way towards the bar.

“Jack and Coke,” I told the bartender. The bar wasn’t exactly packed, but there were a number of people milling around.

Each with their own group of people. They were surrounded by their own crowds. Just as I was mine.

My group

As I was showering, I was thinking about Anna coming. What would I say to her? How would I act? I felt very uncomfortable and I was getting extremely nervous. I finished washing, then shaved. As I was getting dressed, Dawn came in.

“I know your hungry, Daddy, but let’s go out for breakfast.”

“Great idea, Sweetheart, I am famished.”

When I was ready we went to this nice, Mom and Pop restaurant near Dawn’s place. After we ordered, we talked about Anna’s

Jennifer opened the door to her hotel room. She looked like she was almost ready to go to the office. She had on a lovely royal blue blouse and a snug, but not too snug, black skirt that came to a couple of inches above the top of her knees. No shoes yet, but fiddling with her earrings.

“Hi Jennifer, you look nice,” I said, taking in her beautiful curves and nicely done hair.

“Hi there, I’ll just be a few more minutes,” she said as I walked in and closed the door.

My wife likes to role-play her favorite game is for me to be a nasty boy and she is the teacher. It usually starts out like this, she will go out on the town and come home about 1 A.M. I know she is out fucking and sucking other men but it turns me on to know that she will be home nice and horny and will share her sexual adventures with me.

A typical night will go like this: She will come home and release my cock and balls from my cock cage. I am not permitted to play with my cock, and the only

Jean is a real pistol. She is 50 to my 39 and I suppose she almost looks it. I wouldn’t say that she is truly pretty, but she’s a ball of fire and has that infinite capacity for enjoying the situation, whatever it is.

She is tall, about 5’9″ or so and about 135 or 140, but still diminutive compared to my 6’4″ and 245 lbs.

Aside from her personality, which is wonderful, her best features are her breasts. They are almost a D cup and sit full on her chest with

Well, I have no one to blame but myself, I suppose. Love and lust make us all do some pretty strange things, sometimes, but I never thought that I’d be looking forward to…wait! Let me tell you this story from the beginning.

I had wanted Gina for as long as I can remember. She was just so cool, calm & collected. A strong woman, and so aloof at times that it maddened me.

I met her when I was doing some odd jobs for her neighbor. I’m a handyman by trade, and Gina happened to

Just an exhibitionist fantasy with a slight bi-curious and bondage twist:

We were so looking forward to this get away. It had been a long time since Dave and I had a chance to be alone together. You know how the rat race of work and children always seem to get in the way of personal time together. But, we finally got our schedules worked out and this was going to be just our week together.

Dave had found this secluded little mountain cabin in the woods that looked like the perfect place to get