"Marge learns what they have been missing."
My name is Candy, and Brandon and I, have been married a little over a year now. At first, our sex life was great. I think it was because we were so new to each other. Nowadays it has become...
"Rich is surprised on Valentine's Day by his wife."
I have been racking my brain for weeks trying to think of the perfect Valentine's Day gift for my husband Rich. He already has just about every toy for just about every hobby you can think of. It’s been a...
I know that you’re watching me. You’re mixed in with the crowd. It’s so easy to get lost here, especially if you’re trying, and I know you want to remain hidden so that you can observe. I thought about having...
"Lynn tells her side of the story about a stocking photo shoot."
My name is Lynn, an Asian woman now approaching sixty. Looking back at the good old days in the late 1960s, I am reminded of how my infatuation with nylon stockings began. Although nylon stockings were common attire then, I developed...
"Haneko travels to Japan to meet boy friend, but is sidetracked...."
My name is Emi Haneko Adams, a twenty-six year-old fourth generation American, half-Japanese on my mother's side and half-American on my father's side. My parents met at USC in the 1970s while my mother was an exchange student. With my...
"Erotic outing by a stocking lover"
I’m Amy Haneko Adams, Japanese-American visiting the Tokyo area after an unexpected escapade earlier in the year. I just love to wear fashionable garter belts, sheer panties, and vintage nylon stockings—especially RHTs. My last adventure in the Tokyo waterfront district...
"Showing off in the dark."
The party had gone on all night. It was past three in the morning and we were all finally asleep. Asleep, or lying down quietly in the dark at least. One of the homeowners had work the next day, and...
"I'm desperate to find excitement during a boring family dinner. I look to you for help."
“It’s so great to see the two of you,” my mother says, pouring another glass of wine. As she sets it down, she reaches for my father’s hand, a bright smile stretching across her face. “It really is,” my father...
Things you should know. To the best of our recall, this is how it all happened. Very little time has passed. Enough for us to have spent the last hour in bed, tangled together, the taste of her ass and...
"Midnight dreams are often the filthiest."
I lay in my marriage bed last night. My beloved breathing deeply beside me; his slow, even breaths a constant reminder of his trust, and I dreamt of you. Dreamt of your fingertips owning my soul. Dreamt of your hands;...
