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“PANTY FANTASY” part 6

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She was standing right in front of me and began to undue the Gold Satin Belt that was holding Her robe closed shut. i was sitting there, with my mouth wide open, taking this all in. She slowly pulled Her Gold Satin Robe away from Her Body……

Part VI

Once it was off She wisked it onto the other couch. i said, “Oh my Goddess.”
She was standing right in front of me, not more than two feet away. She had Black Satin everything. Her Bra, Her Garter Belt, and Her Panties. The Black Satin Panties were perfectly framed by the straps of Her Black Satin Garter Belt which was holding Her Black Stalking tautly.
Her presence and Her shape totally engulfed me. i could do nothing but stare intently. Her stature with the 4 or 5 inch heels, Black Stalkings, Garter Belt, Panties, and Bra was overwhelming. She said, “kevin, stand up, take off all of your clothes and kneel in front of ME.”
i did so with out a word said. i kneeled before Her, remembering the long walk i had to the restroom. It was starting to come back to me. Read more…

“PANTY FANTASY” part 5

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Once inside the men’s restroom i placed the Hot Pink Silky Panties on top of the sink counter. i then removed my shoes and placed them under the sink. Next i took off my socks and placed them inside my shoes. Now i had to stop for a second to take a deep breath. my blood filled engorgement was busting through my slacks. i then proceeded to slowly and carfully unbutton and slither my pre-cum stained slacks down to my ankles. Read more…

“PANTY FANTASY” part 2

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July 2nd, 2013
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She told me to dress casual but nice. i desperately needed to find some khaki pants, ones that would not show the continual stains of my pre-cum. i looked in my closet and found some black Haggar pants, however, the stain was very noticeable in those. i had to settle on a pair of cream colored pants and i chose a black short sleeve soft cotton shirt. The cream colored pants soaked through just as much, however less noticeably. Finally, i was ready. i went to my car and quickly unlocked the door, started my car and proceeded to follow Her directions. She was all i could think about, i was just about involved in two or three accidents basically because i was daydreaming. i tried to listen to the radio….first a sports talk show, then a hard rock station but to no avail! Finally, i just turned the radio off. Quiet was best….too much distraction was going to get me into an accident! Read more…

A Night You’ll Never Forget

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July 1st, 2013
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As he drove to her house Jason was a little depressed.  It had been a long week at work, and the last thing he felt like, was going to a baby shower.  In fact he hated the idea.  Still, there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t endure for Mia.  In the one month that they had known each other, she had become the most important person in his life.  He found himself almost dependent on her.  An hour couldn’t pass without thinking about her, and a day couldn’t pass without hearing her voice.  Ahh!  That voice that was candy for the ears.  Rich melodic tones that seemed to just wrap themselves around you like a lover’s embrace.  Whatever her wish was, he would see to it. Read more…

MY STORY (Another “My Story”)

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Goddess Marquesa [pronounced “Mar-key-sa” in line with a carefully reasoned rationale] looked breathtakingly alluring.

She surveyed herself critically in the mirror.  The beautiful woman in the mirror stared back at her.  The face was perfect, as it always had been.  It was a beautiful face.  Feminine.  Naturally.  But with that special element of the eternal female.  Warm.  Soft.  Alluring.  Possessing wisdom & character.  A compelling face.  Good bones – she thanked her genes for the bones.  As every woman knows, having good bones – the brow, cheeks, good jaw – means always retaining a youthful look – not a young girl.  Like a full bodied red wine – or a rose.  Just approaching its absolute peak of perfection.  After all, she wasn’t 20 any longer – thank goodness.  But she sure as hell looked pretty good.  Her bewitching emerald eyes, artfully made-up, were steady – intelligent, bright with the hint of a sparkle – or maybe a glint?  Her generous mouth, flawlessly painted ruby-red lips, was in a state of natural repose, with the hint of a smile – a secret smile of amusement.  ‘La Giaconda’ perhaps?  Perhaps.  Hmmm. Read more…

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