downtomyankles: Stories

Julie is a frequent flyer. Every week she makes the round trip shuttle between New York City and Washington D.C. Lately she has been making new friends at both ends. In fact, she is burning her own sexual candle at both ends in more ways than one. Her attraction to tall, dark and handsome strangers is almost as strong as her passionate yearning for female companionship. Follow her adventures to the final orgy of lust in the midst of a degenerate family party.

She was one of the elite and had a proud and haughty attitude. Then, she was taken and it all changed when they made her do things that filled her with shame and disgust. Now, she is back and wants to forget it all but the blackmail is just starting.

Fiona was an expert in the use of her huge feather that she wore on stage and used in her performances for the all male audience in the sex for sale district of the downtown area. She was my special friend and we knew each other intimately and understood our needs and desires better than most.

Eve is in her late forties and has already been through three husbands. She is broke and heads to Lake Tahoe because she heard they were hiring. Age forces her to take a laborer job on the boat fleet and the reduced income makes her chose between selling her body or opening a shop at the flea market to sell anything and everything except for her ass which she vowed she would never fall to except as a last resort.

Maggie is tired of being treated like a sex object so she finds a unique way to change her lifestyle.

Patricia P. was not confused at all. She knew she liked girls more than boys. It was not something she learned, it was something that she always knew deep down inside.Mrs.Tingle was her first but certainly would not be her last close friend.

Linda was loving, Linda was lonely, Linda was a lovelorn lesbian.

It was a silly television commercial that brought Maggie to the conviction that adult diapers were a key to sexual pleasure far greater than the most expensive sex toy ever manufactured.

Amy was a dark-skinned White Witch and Elaine was a blonde, blue-eyed Black Witch. They had nothing in common except for a devotion to Witchcraft. Then, came the transference spell and they were thrown together like two peas in a pod. After that, they were like two sides of a coin joined together for eternity but never really merging like soul mates because they were so different.