Fetish - lingerie, pantyhose, stockings

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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Sitting on the train I wonder what is going to happen to me this weekend, it is the first time I have ever met a Mistress for real. All I know is that I am to go to the address that she sent me … nothing more. When the train finally arrives at the station I quickly go to a taxi and ask the driver to take me to the address.

When I get to the house I walk up to the door and see an envelope stuck there, written on it is just one word “SLUT”. I take the letter and open it and read it carefully,
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Author’s Note: This was inspired by an actual author on this site that I can’t get enough of. I wish he would write more so that I could get my fix.

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Oh, God…what are you going to do to me next?

Last time you came to me, I was delirious with want for you. I couldn’t concentrate for days wondering how long I would have to wait for you again. I feel myself getting wet already before you’ve even gotten started. My fingers drift toward my pussy just thinking about it. What will we do this time?
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You open the expensive-looking envelope, after finding it on your pillow, and pull out what looks like an invitation. It says: “You are invited to a very special evening. You have been chosen as a potential slave. You are to read the instructions here, carefully, before deciding if you would like to participate in the evening’s activities. This Saturday at seven o’clock, you are to arrive at my door, dressed all in black. You are not to speak unless asked a question. When you speak to me, you will refer to me as Mistress or Mistress Angela. You are not to raise your eyes from the floor unless told to do so. You are not to move or do anything without my express permission. If you choose to participate, you will not be alone. I have invited several others. If you arrive at my door, kneeling on my porch until I tell you to rise, you are giving over control of yourself to me for the evening. Do you trust me?”
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Thanks to the lady (whom I will not further identify – some things ought to remain between us) for her suggestions!

Bill Clinton was a-lying through his teeth.

“I did not have sex with that woman, Monica Lewinsky,” he said in an oft-parodied press conference. His many political enemies used that statement as the focal point for his impeachment. It’s not like Presidents don’t cheat on their wives – the list, already pretty long, would be longer if many of them hadn’t been widowers – but the leaders of the anti-Clinton faction said he was lying and covering up his activities. The second point was purely political and ended in ignominious failure. The first point …
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I had longed for the thought of having my own queen and the desire to be her slave. well my wish came true one winter day. I was walking along with really no where to go and couldn’t help but notice this long legged, full bodied creature that was before me.

I was walking behind her and had a wonderful view of her full hips that swayed, they were arousing me. She strode in her heels just like a pure bred stallion ready for show. Her hair was long and flowing down her long neck and her waist was slim. You couldn’t help but notice her. I f you had eyes you could see that she was an attractively shaped woman, and all the woman she appeared to be. She slipped and I was close by to catch her. I had the chance now to hold this creature. I was able to admire her brown eyes, the smoothness of her complexion, the scent of vanilla like a fresh baked cookie, and the sight of her plump cleavage. She looked at me in surprise for she probably didn’t know someone was as close as I was. What a lucky man I was that afternoon. I assisted her up and made sure she was alright. She was very appreciative of the care and the strength that I beheld. She commented , that is was rare now of days for a man to show chivalry when it came to a woman in need.
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She had to get away. Audrey’s family was driving her absolutely crazy. As soon as they arrived back from the restaurant, she made a bee-line for the dock. Though they had loitered at breakfast for nearly two hours, the afternoon heat had not yet set in and she wanted to get out on the water as quickly as she could.

Not bothering to change out of her “breakfast out” outfit, Audrey grabbed a canoe paddle, pushed the canoe into the warm water, took off her shoes, waded in and pushed her boat and herself away from the shore, away from the cottage, and out onto the open lake.
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Fingers trembling, Elise dialed the phone number listed on the business card and waited anxiously for someone to answer. A voice, sweeter than nectar, answered, “Dr. Rice’s office. How may I help you?”

Elise answered in a quivering voice, “This is Elise Green. I would like to make an appointment.”

Again, the sweet voice of the receptionist inquired, “Would like a regular appointment or an after-hours appointment, ma’am?”

Elise clutched the telephone cord tightly to her aching breasts, her heart beating furiously in anticipation, “An evening appointment, please.”
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It’s been a very long time since my last installment, so forgive me if I’m a bit rusty. Thanks again to everyone who has taken the time to send me feedback in the past, and I look forward to hearing what you think of this latest perverted tale.

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I stand in the shower rubbing my soft soapy cock with both hands. The hot water hits the back of my neck, runs along my spine, and flows down my ass crack. I want to stand here like this all day. But I can’t, today is my first day at my new job. Janitor at Mount Ives college. Mount Ives girls college, that is.
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Hi all you Ski Bunny fans! Here is the next chapter in our European tour. This one should have been entitled ‘Ski Bunny does Berlin!’

Here we go, I really hope you all enjoy it…

A huge rainstorm tainted our morning arrival in Berlin, and as the train pulled into Bahnhof Zoo station the clouds seemed to just open up. We had certainly picked the wrong day to travel and had to stand in line for a taxi. As we waited we saw Erik scurrying along the sidewalk in the pouring rain, trying desperately to shelter under his backpack. We shouted and waved over to him but he didn’t hear us. We didn’t have our normal luggage with us and had both dressed conservatively for the day. I had chosen a simple but sexy little black dress made from a shiny jacquard print material. It was a tube style that was just above knee length and fitted snugly around my breasts and waist with no flare at all in the skirt. I had a tailored black jacket over the top and some black 3-inch heeled pumps. For lingerie I had a matching set of black satin bra, panties and garter belt along with some natural sheer glossy stockings. I had my long blonde hair scrunched up in a white pearlescent hair-grip, leaving some long wispy strands dangling seductively down at the back, and had applied a just little light make-up for the day. My nails were finished in shiny pastel pink polish, and I had some simple gold jewelry, a gold necklace and bracelet set along with some 1-inch gold hoop earnings. Kim had gone for a similar look and was wearing a pure white skirt suit over a black shiny satin top that complemented her beautifully sleek shiny hair. She had a white necklace and bracelet set and like me, had some natural sheer glossy stockings but white 3-inch heeled pumps. Stood together we looked quite formal and business-like, although in the damp morning air we had to huddle together to keep warm.
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