Fetish - lingerie, pantyhose, stockings

The night was clammy. The summer storms were rumbling in the distance, I could hardly breathe and my skin felt tacky with the heat. There was a slight breeze coming in through the window but it was hardly worth it.

“4 am, fucking 4 am, I really gotta get some sleep here.”

“Go to sleep, will you just please go to sleep”

My mind was everywhere, working overtime thinking of everything but yet nothing. I turned on my back, rested my arm above my head and sighed deeply. Looking at the ceiling I started to think of Luke. Luke was the guy that I had met at a friend’s party. His masculinity drew me to him as soon as our eyes met. I began to relive the party scene. He looked so hot, his hair dark and lying across one eye. His eyes, oh his eyes were penetrating blue taking me deep into them, drawing me closer to him. He had a perfect shaped mouth and lips full and rosy. He carried himself well in a boyish, rugged kind of way.
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It had been a long time since I had met a woman who shared my smoking fetish. So as I set off to a local theatre to watch an amateur dramatic society’s version of A Midsummer Nights Dream that thought was a long way from my mind. However as I stood in the foyer before the performance having a cool glass of wine I couldn’t help looking around to see which women were smoking.

For as long as I could remember I have always been turned on by women smoking and have met a few who have shared this fetish with some very sexy and pleasurable experiences. My eyes gazed around to see several women enjoying a cigarette before the performance started. Not wishing to sound snobbish but as it was a Shakespearian play you tended to get a better class of person.
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Autosexuality - where a person falls in love and enjoys making love to themselves. Autoerotica - erotic stories on the subject of autosexuality.

This story is dedicated to Svenskaflicka, who provided the inspiration for part of it and more importantly gave me permission to use the idea. As always great thanks go to Wild Sweet One (God bless her little cotton socks) for wonderful editorial work on this and others.
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“Honey why don’t we stay here tonight and just enjoy the evening on the patio?” she said.

“I thought you wanted to go dancing this weekend?” I replied.

“Well it’s Friday and we can go dancing tomorrow night if we feel like it besides, I’ve had a busy week” she replied.

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I don’t know too many women who enjoy wearing stockings, pantihose and tights as much as I do. It may come as a surprise to some of you guys out there, but most women can’t be bothered with them. Most of my girl friends dread having to wear hosiery of any kind — and when they get home from work or a night out, the first thing they do is rip off their pantihose and relax.

I’m the opposite. I get a perverse sexual thrill every time I slip on a pair of nylons and especially silk stockings. Maybe it’s because I have such amazing legs. They’re long, slender and smooth, and they love to be fondled, stroked, kissed, licked and adored. The feel of nylon and silk on my skin drives me wild — especially when I wear tights with no panties underneath.
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Annisa stood beneath the showerhead with ribbons of hot water running from her fingertips. Her mind overflowed with thoughts and she sought sanctity in the steamy stall. The water twisted down her body and disappeared down the drain with a gurgle. Annisa hoped it would wash away the haze and leave behind clarity. With this in mind, she focused on grooming herself for the approaching evening.

Scents of hibiscus and rose hips curled around her. Her long fingers worked through her hair, massaging her scalp and slightly pulling her tresses. She tilted her head back and the water filtered away all traces of shampoo, leaving her hair in wet waves down her back.
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I’ve been working myself up into quite a state lately.

Everything, every object, even every circumstance seems to suggest something lusty, something maybe even lewd, but always something sexy. You are the primary subject of these recent random and naughty thoughts.

I’m starting to pace nervously, at work and at home.

I’m muttering under my breath little sluttish asides at odd moments, when my mind wanders back towards certain images of you that arouse me, get me excited, make me horny! I dreamed the naughtiest dreams of you last night and woke up today with a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin on my face, that I’m having trouble suppressing now even during the most serious encounters at the office. I’ll need to take matters in hand pretty soon, if I hope to accomplish anything productive at work or at home.
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She tugged a little at the cords holding her wrists to the posts on each corner of the bed’s headboard. He had tied them quite securely, but loosely enough so that she could move her arms about six inches in any direction. The cords were made of soft green velvet and actually felt good against her skin.

He had tied similar velvet cords around her ankles and attached the cords to two hooks hanging from the ceiling. They held her legs about two feet apart, just wide enough for a body to fit comfortably between them, and about a foot above the bed.
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Jennie looked at Mark over the dinner table and smiled slightly. Her surprise lay hidden under their bed, and she still wasn’t entirely sure of how to spring it on him. They were pretty open about sex, and so far neither of them had balked at the other’s suggestions, but this one was different. This one might be a bit too much for him.

“So have you thought anymore about what you wanted to do tonight?” His question caught her off guard, and she had to set her wine glass down or risk spilling it. She blinked a few times and then smiled widely.
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My wife and I have been happily married for 26 years. During that time we have had an active sex life and there is little we haven’t tried. Debbie is a beautiful 46 year old, with golden blonde hair, the bluest eyes and a body that still makes heads turn. Her breasts are a 34 C with very sensitive nipples.

I have had an on going fantasy, no an obsession, of seeing my wife masturbate. She will play with her tits when we are having sex, especially when I’m between her legs eating her pussy. She will pull and twist her nipples, but no matter how hard I have tried, I couldn’t get her to rub her pussy. I will take her hand and put it between her legs, but she always moves it away.
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