The nightie was short, the knickers frilly, his thigh was silky and smooth. He opened his eyes and looked up at the pink walls, a fairy castle on one wall and a Disney Princesses poster on the other. Over the dressing table hangs a cheap painting of a ballerina which he can just about make out on the half-light. The dressing table itself, even in relative darkness oozes femininity. He roll over to turn his back on it, and realises that this nightie needs rearranging with almost every movement. It’s like it was designed to ride up! But no matter how much he tried to hate it… it was just as thrilling as anything.
Jenny’s Room Scene 36
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Sissy Charboy Apprentice Scene 3
After quickly cleaning the family bathroom and the en-suite in his mother’s bedroom, Charles carried the vacuum cleaner downstairs...
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Diapers Never Lie Scene 142
We were out of paper towels and didn’t even have any of the leftover napkins mother would grab in...
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Life and Death Choices Made Casually Scene 127
“Hey let’s spike her to a tree.” The larger logger lifted her up and slammed her back against the...
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Circumstances Scene 146
“Well, that’s true.” Chastity leaned up on an elbow and looked down at him. Jack found himself momentarily transfixed...
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Can You Keep a Secret Scene 33
Trinna had an idea where this was going. “You know you wont have an accident later because you didn’t...
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Being Made to Wear Nappies
Two days ago, my sister and I were hanging out talking about random shit when the subject of her...
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The Day’s of his Lives Scene 100
She explained that there had been a rash of thefts of ladies purses from the women’s room lately and...
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Simon Stay with Aunty Scene 12
The only available room is Sarah’s old room since the other bedroom is used for storage. “Sorry for the...