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term='Winter&apos;s Tail'/><category term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 1'/><category term='Young Free and Kinky'/><category term='The Woods'/><category term='Women Who Naughtily Pee at Work'/><title type='text'>All  Fetish Sex Stories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2179931161554025775</id><published>2010-02-17T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:27:14.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife Forces Me To Type This 2'/><title type='text'>Wife Forces Me To Type This 2</title><summary type='text'>Hello my name is Kara and my husband has been a bad boy today so he must type this letter while I have fun with my two lovers Dave and Bob. Earlier today I caught my husband masturbating on the computer. He was reading stories on Literotica site, I snuck up behind him and he was reading stories about eating nasty cum filled pussys.He has always liked to suck the cum out of a well fucked pussy or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2179931161554025775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wife-forces-me-to-type-this-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2179931161554025775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2179931161554025775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wife-forces-me-to-type-this-2.html' title='Wife Forces Me To Type This 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2170766648459488081</id><published>2010-02-17T23:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:26:57.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife Forces Me To Type This 1'/><title type='text'>Wife Forces Me To Type This 1</title><summary type='text'>This story that you are about to read is in the words of my lover my wife and my Mistress her name is Kara. I am only typing this one as she is telling me what to type; I am sitting here with a cock ring on and a butt-plug up my asshole. I am completely naked and Kara my wife is dressed up in a black leather mini skirt and high heels her lover Dave is sitting in another chair next to me. 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Then she lubes up my cock, balls and nipples and starts massaging until everything is erect.I like it very wet, so she applies a lot of lube and keeps it very moist with her saliva. I keep pumping my cock until I am about ready to cum, then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6653116391190843818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wife-helps-me-suck-my-own-cock-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6653116391190843818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6653116391190843818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wife-helps-me-suck-my-own-cock-1.html' title='Wife Helps Me Suck My Own Cock'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5250410031308373952</id><published>2010-02-17T23:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:21:10.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 2'/><title type='text'>Wife's Cum Loving Husband 2</title><summary type='text'>I woke up to the sound of my wife moaning and groaning, she had already sucked one of the guy's cock this morning and she had one in her pussy and one in her ass. When they seen that I was awake my wife said for me to go into the kitchen and make some coffee. I went into the kitchen and made everybody a cup of coffee.I returned to the bedroom and as I opened the door my wife was cumming all over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5250410031308373952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5250410031308373952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5250410031308373952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-2.html' title='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2553971610708540963</id><published>2010-02-17T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:20:51.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 1'/><title type='text'>Wife's Cum Loving Husband 1</title><summary type='text'>My wife loves to feed me cum out of her pussy or ass. I love to suck her clean. But lately she has been making me suck her boyfriend's cock till he cums in my mouth. She puts lipstick on my lips and feeds me his cock. She says it makes her real horny to see me suck a cockOne day she brought home a friend of hers from work a long legged blonde with big tits. Well, there I was hoping to get to suck</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2553971610708540963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2553971610708540963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2553971610708540963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-1.html' title='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2196659605712950807</id><published>2010-02-17T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:21:28.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 3'/><title type='text'>Wife's Cum Loving Husband 3</title><summary type='text'>Well it is another day and I was sitting in the bathroom wondering what my kinky wife had in store for me today. I noticed she had the cock cage laid out on the dresser this morning and a large butt-plug, she must be getting horny. All of a sudden she came into the room and told me to put the cock cage on she said she was going to have a sex toy party in a few days and she wanted to make sure I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2196659605712950807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2196659605712950807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2196659605712950807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-3.html' title='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1678154187522890680</id><published>2010-02-17T23:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:19:04.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildlife 2'/><title type='text'>Wildlife 2</title><summary type='text'>The wilderness was looking better every minute, Kevin thought. He'd been marching around in circles for hours and was just getting ready to settle down in a bed of leaves to wait for morning, hoping his little sister had found a safe place to sleep until first light, when an angel had found him while she was out picking up firewood.Now, following her through the woods along a noisy stream, Kevin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1678154187522890680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wildlife-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1678154187522890680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1678154187522890680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wildlife-2.html' title='Wildlife 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4716630317225513538</id><published>2010-02-17T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:18:29.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildlife 1'/><title type='text'>Wildlife 1</title><summary type='text'>She was going to kill Kevin.The SOB might be her big brother, but he apparently knew less than she did about finding one's way around the big bad woods at night, and she knew exactly squat."I knew this was a mistake," she grumbled, yelping when yet another slender branch snapped out of the darkness to welt her cheek. "OW!"This "great idea" of Kevin's--a camping trip in the middle of nowhere in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4716630317225513538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wildlife-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4716630317225513538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4716630317225513538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wildlife-1.html' title='Wildlife 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4168718550983483127</id><published>2010-02-17T23:15:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:21:52.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 4'/><title type='text'>Wife's Cum Loving Husband 4</title><summary type='text'>Well it is four days later now and I still haven’t been able to cum, my balls are swelled up and I can feel the cum in them wanting to be released. Every time my cock gets hard the damn cock cage kills me. I hope I can cum soon. My wife has been licking on my ass and biting my ball sack but she wants me to save my cum for the sex party. She told me the party was tonight and she was entering me in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4168718550983483127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4168718550983483127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4168718550983483127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wifes-cum-loving-husband-4.html' title='Wife&apos;s Cum Loving Husband 4'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5454962734906438514</id><published>2010-02-17T23:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:16:53.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties15'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties15</title><summary type='text'>“Well, I mean me and you. And Gail is out of town for the summer. What do I do? I just cheated on my girlfriend.”“First of all it is ‘you and me.’ I am French and even I know that much English grammar. Secondly, would you want your first time weeth Gail to be like your last time with that other girl?”“Lisa.”“Oui. Would you want it to be like it was weeth Lisa.”“No, I’d want it to be good.”“Well, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5454962734906438514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5454962734906438514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5454962734906438514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties15.html' title='Will Work for Panties15'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4316567207222516922</id><published>2010-02-17T23:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:16:31.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties14'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties14</title><summary type='text'>Patti was right. I had never felt anything so exquisite as the feel of Madeline’s fingers through the silk panties. That was when it first started dawning on me. It was the realization that Madeline was playing into my most private fantasies. She was orchestrating this seduction tailor made to my fetish and my desires. In doing so she had claimed control of me, and I was glad to give it to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4316567207222516922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4316567207222516922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4316567207222516922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties14.html' title='Will Work for Panties14'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6088463975444589895</id><published>2010-02-17T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:16:12.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties13'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties13</title><summary type='text'>Hot water cascaded down my body washing away the soap from my chest, neck and shoulders. I stood under the showerhead letting the steamy water spray into my face before turning and rinsing off my back. My erection did not subside the whole time that I showered, and I replayed the events of the previous hour in my mind. I admit that I kept myself hard with the aid of my soapy palm because there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6088463975444589895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6088463975444589895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6088463975444589895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties13.html' title='Will Work for Panties13'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3832547804514828885</id><published>2010-02-17T23:12:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:14:58.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties12'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties12</title><summary type='text'>There was a little hiss from the bottle, not some big flowing gush of champagne bursting forth. She sat close to me on the sofa.“Gee, Madeline, I don’t know what the big deal is. All I did was finish off some work in one room. It really isn’t that big a deal,” I said attempting humbly to put what I had done in perspective.“Nonsense. I ‘ave waited far too long for that job too be done,” she said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3832547804514828885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3832547804514828885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3832547804514828885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties12.html' title='Will Work for Panties12'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3995920292457323715</id><published>2010-02-17T23:12:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:14:28.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties11'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties11</title><summary type='text'>“We are?”“Yes, we are.”Oh boy. That is good news.* * *It had been a long time since I had stepped foot in The French Boutique, the favorite lingerie shop of my Aunt Sherrie and her two sisters. Here is where they had bought so many of the sexy undergarments that they had given me as payment for jobs done around their homes, and here I stood now hand-in-hand with Patti as we looked around the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3995920292457323715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3995920292457323715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3995920292457323715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties11.html' title='Will Work for Panties11'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5236858979310351873</id><published>2010-02-17T23:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:14:04.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties10'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties10</title><summary type='text'>Time flies when you’re having fun. The second semester at college flew by quickly, and before I knew it spring had passed and summer had arrived. Already two years down and two left to go; halfway to go to the real world. Between school, holding down a part-time job, and building a relationship with my girlfriend there didn’t seem to be enough hours in the day.I had been gaining experience in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5236858979310351873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5236858979310351873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5236858979310351873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties10.html' title='Will Work for Panties10'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4801582090316151519</id><published>2010-02-17T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:13:44.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 9'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 9</title><summary type='text'>I stroked my cock with the pink panties thinking of my experience in the store. I remembered Madeline looking at me. She had resembled a hungry lioness salivating over a piece of meat. That's what I was to her, a piece of meat. My own meat was rigid.I fantasized about her full bosom and full-figured hips, about the low neckline of her dress that revealed her white bra, and about the hemline that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4801582090316151519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4801582090316151519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4801582090316151519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-9.html' title='Will Work for Panties 9'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4092623086364400758</id><published>2010-02-17T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:11:42.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 6'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 6</title><summary type='text'>The first pair of panties I took out was a pair of silver tap pants, Patti’s favorite thing to wear. I laid them on my lap and took out the second pair, a pair of pastel blue tap pants. Sherrie took those and held them in her hand.“I think these are just beautiful,” she said. “Patti has such good taste.”“I think so too,” I replied.The final pair of panties were a thing to behold. It was an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4092623086364400758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4092623086364400758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4092623086364400758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-6.html' title='Will Work for Panties 6'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6780119799159819914</id><published>2010-02-17T23:09:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:12:31.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 8'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 8</title><summary type='text'>"So, what do you think?" she asked me."They're very beautiful. Thank-you very much.""Do you think they're sexy?""Yes, I do. They're incredible. I love them.""Great. So, would you do something for me?""Sure, anything.""Go put on a pair.""What? Now?" I asked in astonishment."Please. Pretty please."How could I say no to her? I went into the bathroom and pulled down my pants. I took off my own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6780119799159819914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6780119799159819914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6780119799159819914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-8.html' title='Will Work for Panties 8'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1191016697220734999</id><published>2010-02-17T23:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:12:02.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 7'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 7</title><summary type='text'>I sat on the sofa in my Aunt Sherrie's living room between her and her sister Patti. Each of the women cuddled close to my body and took turns kissing me lightly on the cheeks, arousing me, exciting me. Patti unbuttoned my shirt while Aunt Sherrie slipped it down past my shoulders and let it rest behind my back at my elbows. I leaned back on the sofa and was trapped at the elbows, my arms almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1191016697220734999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1191016697220734999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1191016697220734999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-7.html' title='Will Work for Panties 7'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6069110349450012270</id><published>2010-02-17T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:11:12.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 5'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 5</title><summary type='text'>In the several weeks following my interview with my aunt Sherrie and her sisters, Patti and Bambi, things sort of went into cruise control. I was entrenched in studies during my sophomore year in college, and I was also busy with an after hours job to help pay my way. To all outward appearances I was a typical college student just trying his hardest to earn good grades, make a little money, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6069110349450012270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6069110349450012270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6069110349450012270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-5.html' title='Will Work for Panties 5'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3443503077584420030</id><published>2010-02-17T23:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:08:38.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 3'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 3</title><summary type='text'>I had spent a night in aggravated sleep. Sleep? Let's call it tossing and turning from side to side. Let's call it staring at the ceiling in the dark. Let's call it anything except sleep. Sleep denotes restfulness, but I was anything but restful. I was agitated. I was nervous.Two days earlier I had a brief conversation with a very special aunt, my uncle Donald's wife. She was a woman who seemed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3443503077584420030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3443503077584420030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3443503077584420030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-3.html' title='Will Work for Panties 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2027031361701600401</id><published>2010-02-17T23:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:07:53.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 2'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 2</title><summary type='text'>That week I waited for a call from Aunt Sherrie. I wanted to ask her why she told Patti about my secret. I was not upset with her; how could I be? I just wanted to know why she had told Patti.An entire week went by before Aunt Sherrie did call me. I asked her about Patti, and she said that sisters share everything. If I could trust her I could also trust Patti.“Do you like the panties that she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2027031361701600401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2027031361701600401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2027031361701600401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-2.html' title='Will Work for Panties 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-716135712115801978</id><published>2010-02-17T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:07:32.362-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 1'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 1</title><summary type='text'>Life is too short to go through it stupid and careless. I guess that you can be either one thing or the other and you will not inflict too much damage on yourself, but the combination of the two can prove tragic. For instance, if you are going to raid your aunt’s underwear hamper on a holiday visit – stupid – you should not leave the door to the bathroom unlocked – careless. Well, I learned first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/716135712115801978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/716135712115801978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/716135712115801978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-1.html' title='Will Work for Panties 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1423197675351736960</id><published>2010-02-17T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:05:38.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work For Shoes 2'/><title type='text'>Will Work For Shoes 2</title><summary type='text'>"So I had the shoe clerk bring a few boxes out for me to look at. The ones with the pointy toes, I put aside—I just couldn't deal with them, although I tried a pair or two in case they were more comfortable than they looked. They weren't. If I'm going to even think about paying five hundred for a pair of shoes I want to be able to wear them. But the sandals suited me just fine."All the while I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1423197675351736960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-shoes-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1423197675351736960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1423197675351736960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-shoes-2.html' title='Will Work For Shoes 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3909408570926871125</id><published>2010-02-17T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:05:20.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work For Shoes 1'/><title type='text'>Will Work For Shoes 1</title><summary type='text'>On the ground floor of the Galleria Mall in Houston, Gavin Taulbe leaned against the parapet that surrounded the ice rink, watching two of his grandkids ice skating. His daughter-in-law, Graciela, stood next to him, tracking the kids' progress across the ice. One of the kids was hers; the other belonged to his daughter Geneva. Graciela had invited her because she knew Angelica loved ice skating, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3909408570926871125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-shoes-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3909408570926871125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3909408570926871125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-shoes-1.html' title='Will Work For Shoes 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3740834052573180170</id><published>2010-02-17T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:03:05.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Window Shopping'/><title type='text'>Window Shopping</title><summary type='text'>I live in a road with houses down one side and a block of flats on the other. My name is Andy, I'm 25 years old, single, a TV, I have a boy friend of sorts, he rings me from time to time telling me when he is coming round. This gives me time to get ready for him, I shower and put on the clothes he likes me to wear. Black underwear, suspenders, stockings, panties and a black dress. Then the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3740834052573180170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/window-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3740834052573180170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3740834052573180170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/window-shopping.html' title='Window Shopping'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-203281835564308558</id><published>2010-02-17T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:02:12.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Wine</title><summary type='text'>"I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered, barely able to look up from my feet."Ditto," I agreed.After a long awkward moment, she finally crossed the threshold, and I closed the door behind her, making sure it was locked. Even though the apartment complex was incredibly safe and all the neighbors were very respectful of everyone's privacy, this situation, this night, was one in which I truly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/203281835564308558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/203281835564308558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/203281835564308558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/wine.html' title='Wine'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5648777752466060797</id><published>2010-02-17T23:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:01:31.086-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winning a Massage'/><title type='text'>Winning a Massage</title><summary type='text'>Geoff walked into the dimly lit waiting room. His eyes took a few moments to adjust from the bright lights of outside making the room seem even darker than it was. A soft fragrance of scented candles filled the air along with light, relaxing music. Even if he did know where he was he would have known it was a massage therapy front office. Everything seemed designed to sooth and relax the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5648777752466060797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/winning-massage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5648777752466060797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5648777752466060797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/winning-massage.html' title='Winning a Massage'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8606944306349417790</id><published>2010-02-17T23:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:00:52.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><title type='text'>Winter</title><summary type='text'>Father John McMurray always felt a nervous tremor run through his body when winter was approaching. It wasn't the ice wind from the Atlantic that caused this sensation. Standing in the sacristy and preparing to carry out his clerical duties, with the first chill of winter pressed to his skin, his heart always leaps at the thought of what he would soon see.As soon as winter came, the body of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8606944306349417790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8606944306349417790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8606944306349417790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-139032108044538808</id><published>2010-02-17T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:00:02.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter&apos;s Tail'/><title type='text'>Winter's Tail</title><summary type='text'>Lazy, soft snow was floating from a winter-pink evening sky. Crisp, cold air rushed up the back of her coat in an assault to her warmest places, "Oh God, please don't let anything happen at the airport this time...."Kelsey pleaded to into the thin rocky mountain air as she remembered with a shudder the minor fender bender the last time she was there.. There's no way she would want to be pulled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/139032108044538808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/winters-tail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/139032108044538808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/139032108044538808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/winters-tail.html' title='Winter&apos;s Tail'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1201219714308532320</id><published>2010-02-17T22:58:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:05:59.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work For Shoes 3'/><title type='text'>Will Work For Shoes 3</title><summary type='text'>"Ahh—hhahhhh—hhhah—oh—oh Gavin—oh God, Gav—oh God that's so g—oh, God! Oh, fuck! Fuck me—slam that hard cock inside me!" Her voice was an exuberant leonine roar. The wild rapid knocking of her heart and the force of her climax shook her body. Her strong cunt muscles squeezed his cock unmercifully. "OH…! Come on, honey, jam that thick fucker up in me! Come with me—do it! Fuck me! Fuck it good and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1201219714308532320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-shoes-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1201219714308532320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1201219714308532320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-shoes-3.html' title='Will Work For Shoes 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2250470247347602654</id><published>2010-02-17T22:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:04:20.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Win Win'/><title type='text'>Win Win</title><summary type='text'>With zombie-like indifference, I inhaled the fumes from the bottle she was holding under my nose. The sharp smell made me jerk away, and the fog in my mind lifted. It was then that the fact that I was cold, stiff, and all tied up, became important to me."What the hell's going on here?" I said.It didn't come out like that. It came out more like: "Wa ka kells gaging oa heer?"That was the best I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2250470247347602654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/win-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2250470247347602654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2250470247347602654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/win-win.html' title='Win Win'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2650641161459721446</id><published>2010-02-17T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:59:20.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Witches Brew'/><title type='text'>Witches Brew</title><summary type='text'>I am laid out on Esmiralda's platform, my arms and wrists secured next to my sides with velcro straps. My legs extend beyond the end of the platform and my ankles are secured together with feet flat on the floor. Another velcro strap is wrapped about my legs at the knees, forming something of a backrest for Esmiralda who sits atop me naked with her beautiful, brown, bare feet placed together over</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2650641161459721446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/witches-brew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2650641161459721446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2650641161459721446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/witches-brew.html' title='Witches Brew'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7076604048878235781</id><published>2010-02-17T22:56:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:09:23.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Work for Panties 4'/><title type='text'>Will Work for Panties 4</title><summary type='text'>I may have gotten myself a little greasy and dirty, but after a few hours of loving attention to these vehicles I knew that each of these women would be driving down the street in the shiniest, cleanest cars on the road; frankly they didn't deserve anything less. Beautiful women in beautiful cars, now that's America.When I finished I went inside Sherrie's house wash myself. I had totally lost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7076604048878235781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7076604048878235781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7076604048878235781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-work-for-panties-4.html' title='Will Work for Panties 4'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1398229304285642922</id><published>2010-02-17T22:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:58:20.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 7'/><title type='text'>With My Best Friend's Mom 7</title><summary type='text'>I was scheduled to be at the airport for the trip to Boston at 3:00 P.M. Lois volunteered to drive Bobby and me. We packed the Audi and we got to the airport. We did the check in routine. Bobby left for a moment to get a pack of gum when Lois asked me to accompany her to where the rest rooms were located. I asked why and she smirked. She ducked into the ladies room. Looked briefly and then pulled</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1398229304285642922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1398229304285642922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1398229304285642922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-7.html' title='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 7'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2500071368825777783</id><published>2010-02-17T22:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:58:06.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 6'/><title type='text'>With My Best Friend's Mom 6</title><summary type='text'>I was through my first month at school when I first started to really think about the crazy summer that had just passed. I had never in my life ever looked back on anything with any sort of perspective. Now I was. I felt a tinge of sadness about my behavior with Kimberly and Lois. Obviously Kimberly had her demons as did Lois as did in some ways so did I.In addition to the perspective I involved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2500071368825777783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2500071368825777783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2500071368825777783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-6.html' title='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 6'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1650022362989782851</id><published>2010-02-17T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:57:46.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 5'/><title type='text'>With My Best Friend's Mom 5</title><summary type='text'>Kimberly came back home at bout 1:30 P.M. She had been out doing some food shopping. She checked on the progress Danny had been making. The walls were prepped and waiting to be painted in the bathroom. He had started scraping the walks in the bedroom. She was pleased yet she started to worry. She realized that he would be done in another two days and she did not have a game plan as to if she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1650022362989782851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1650022362989782851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1650022362989782851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-5.html' title='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 5'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6990446390860158288</id><published>2010-02-17T22:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:55:28.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 2'/><title type='text'>With My Best Friend's Mom 2</title><summary type='text'>When I woke up the next morning I immediately thought about what had occurred. I had put my underwear back on after being with Bobby's mom and her juices had dried on the hair near my balls. I had a serious hard on. I saw on the mantelpiece over the fireplace in the living room that the time was 10:00 A.M. I got up and walked around in my underwear. I saw near the cellar door in the kitchen some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6990446390860158288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6990446390860158288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6990446390860158288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-2.html' title='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8149202980318191405</id><published>2010-02-17T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:55:12.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 1'/><title type='text'>With My Best Friend's Mom 1</title><summary type='text'>My name is Danny Maxwell. I just turned nineteen years old. I am the oldest in my high school graduating class. I just started school late as my mother did not think that I was ready to start school at five years of age.I was told that when I was about two or three years old that I would always touch and run my hands over the nylon legs of relatives or friends that visited my parents. I got away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8149202980318191405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8149202980318191405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8149202980318191405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-1.html' title='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-454954402209040337</id><published>2010-02-17T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:56:38.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 4'/><title type='text'>With My Best Friend's Mom 4</title><summary type='text'>She could not breathe. She then saw Mrs. Shaw bent forward and her nightgown pulled up to reveal bare buttocks and a garter belt and black stockings. She also was wearing very high heels. What a slut! Then the young man had got behind Mrs. Shaw and started to fuck her like a machine. He was rubbing up her legs with his hands first until he just started pounding her with a fuck machine like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/454954402209040337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/454954402209040337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/454954402209040337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-4.html' title='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 4'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6686340075519977578</id><published>2010-02-17T22:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:56:01.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 3'/><title type='text'>With My Best Friend's Mom 3</title><summary type='text'>Kimberly and Michael Williams had lived next door to the Shaw family for two years. They had been married for six years and were childless. Kimberly and Mike as he liked to be called both worked. He was aged 30 and employed as a bond trader on Wall Street and Kimberly was aged 29 was a third grade teacher in a school system in the next town.They were friendly with the Shaw family but did not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6686340075519977578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6686340075519977578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6686340075519977578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/with-my-best-friends-mom-3.html' title='With My Best Friend&apos;s Mom 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3562804090004427861</id><published>2010-02-17T22:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:53:25.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman Finds Stepson With Her Panties 2'/><title type='text'>Woman Finds Stepson With Her Panties 2</title><summary type='text'>I thought back to the moment he was talking about. It was a very sexy, but fairly conservative, black bikini that Bill bought me. I didn't even want to wear it, but Bill pressured me into it. I thought it was too risqué because the top had fairly small triangles to cover my breasts and the bikini was V cut so all my legs were showing. "Oh yes, I remember now." I looked at him and smiled, "So that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3562804090004427861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/woman-finds-stepson-with-her-panties-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3562804090004427861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3562804090004427861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/woman-finds-stepson-with-her-panties-2.html' title='Woman Finds Stepson With Her Panties 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5563433087046091759</id><published>2010-02-17T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:52:32.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman Finds Stepson With Her Panties 1'/><title type='text'>Woman Finds Stepson With Her Panties 1</title><summary type='text'>First, let me introduce myself. My name is Janet; I'm a 45 year old woman from Edison, NJ. I'm a happily married woman with a daughter and two step-children (I'm Bill's second wife). I used to work and be independent before I met my husband, but after we had our first child I decided to stop working so I could take care of the kids. Bill earns more than a nice living, and to be honest, I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5563433087046091759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/woman-finds-stepson-with-her-panties-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5563433087046091759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5563433087046091759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/02/woman-finds-stepson-with-her-panties-1.html' title='Woman Finds Stepson With Her Panties 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7603590253146881330</id><published>2010-01-17T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:14:59.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women in Charge 3'/><title type='text'>Women in Charge 3</title><summary type='text'>Pat stepped up behind her slave and started to push her strap-on cock into his tight ass. Stevie's mind left the cock at his face and focused on this new and painful invasion of his most private place. He moaned as the seven inches slid home and his wife belly was pressed against his ass cheeks. When she was fully inserted she slapped stevie's ass telling him, "Take that cock deep inside your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7603590253146881330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/01/women-in-charge-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7603590253146881330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7603590253146881330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/01/women-in-charge-3.html' title='Women in Charge 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8869620929180047206</id><published>2010-01-17T10:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:14:25.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women in Charge 2'/><title type='text'>Women in Charge 2</title><summary type='text'>Leesa broke the spell of the silence when she said, "we took in a little over sixteen hundred so far, how are you doing?"Mick answered with a curt, " I got six hundred but I sold a corset and I'll collect half on that tonight, so that will bring me up to eight fifty or so. " He thought for a moment and then added, "I might get to move a set of restraints but I don't think that I will break a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8869620929180047206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/01/women-in-charge-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8869620929180047206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8869620929180047206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/01/women-in-charge-2.html' title='Women in Charge 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2620409915235654737</id><published>2010-01-17T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:13:26.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women in Charge 1'/><title type='text'>Women in Charge 1</title><summary type='text'>Mick watched the slave, remembering the unique feelings of being naked, hooded and bound in public. He imagined the leather of the hood would have soaked up a lot of different smells since he had made it two years ago. As he stood there watching he saw the slave swallow several times. He knew how it felt to breathe around the phallic like soft gag. Since he had built it, Mick realized how long it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2620409915235654737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/01/women-in-charge-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2620409915235654737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2620409915235654737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2010/01/women-in-charge-1.html' title='Women in Charge 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-868880711148503793</id><published>2009-12-09T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:50:15.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women Who Naughtily Pee at Work'/><title type='text'>Women Who Naughtily Pee at Work</title><summary type='text'>NATASHANatasha stood in the Ladies toilet with her pants and underwear stretched tightly around her shapely ankles. With her curved naked bum cheeks on full display she defiantly held up the office kettle up to the waiting mass of black curly pubic hairs that grew around her pussy lips. Seconds later a sharp hissing arose from inside the kettle as from her pee hole shot a clear stream of hot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/868880711148503793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/women-who-naughtily-pee-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/868880711148503793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/868880711148503793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/women-who-naughtily-pee-at-work.html' title='Women Who Naughtily Pee at Work'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6311752281189371905</id><published>2009-12-09T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:49:16.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Health Club'/><title type='text'>Women's Health Club</title><summary type='text'>Joshua looked down into the room below him. He was so proud of himself for thinking of this way of helping his little problem. He was sorely frustrated after trying for so long to find a woman that would enjoy his particular fetish. He was almost ready to give up until he started working at the health club.It was an all female health club. It was a stroke of luck when his boss the prissy bitch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6311752281189371905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/womens-health-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6311752281189371905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6311752281189371905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/womens-health-club.html' title='Women&apos;s Health Club'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-601329073606263707</id><published>2009-12-09T02:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:48:04.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 3'/><title type='text'>Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 3</title><summary type='text'>When I arrived in Grand Mare I felt uneasy, anxious, even scared but New Years Eve changed all that. Even if it was only for a moment I felt protected safe and secure. However a mere three days later I felt lost. How strange the human emotion is that feelings can change so quickly and so drastically.I hadn't heard from anyone since Sherrie's visit. I have received no phone calls, no visits and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/601329073606263707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/woodland-landing-on-short-cock-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/601329073606263707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/601329073606263707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/woodland-landing-on-short-cock-3.html' title='Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-698820275764391559</id><published>2009-12-09T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:47:19.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 2'/><title type='text'>Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 2</title><summary type='text'>There was too much on his mind after last nights New Years eve party to sleep so a mere three hours in bed Harold found himself facing down with Sherrie's face in his ass. "That's it suck my ass slut and don't forget my balls." Harold's whole life was built on being in a position of power and there was something very powerful about a beautiful white woman licking and sucking a black mans ass."I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/698820275764391559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/woodland-landing-on-short-cock-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/698820275764391559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/698820275764391559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/woodland-landing-on-short-cock-2.html' title='Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1337252216302603633</id><published>2009-12-09T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:46:31.833-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 1'/><title type='text'>Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 1</title><summary type='text'>With all my continuous personal problems I made up my mind, when I entered college that I would have a plan. This worked to my advantage; I studied hard; I took the classes that I needed, graduated with a degree in accounting and picked up extra courses that I thought would help with my career in the postal service.After exactly one year working in odd, clerical and supervisory positions within </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1337252216302603633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/woodland-landing-on-short-cock-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1337252216302603633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1337252216302603633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/woodland-landing-on-short-cock-1.html' title='Woodland Landing on a Short Cock 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7937143206146434745</id><published>2009-12-09T02:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:44:57.881-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workplace Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Workplace Fantasy</title><summary type='text'>He was only halfway through the workday and he was already exhausted. He was starting to feel punchy. When Tim came up and asked if he needed a break, he breathed a sigh and said, "Thanks. I could use a smoke."As he gathered his things and started towards the back room, a hand fell on his shoulder. He turned and was surprised to find himself face to face with a gorgeous woman. He must have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7937143206146434745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workplace-fantasy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7937143206146434745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7937143206146434745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workplace-fantasy.html' title='Workplace Fantasy'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8011809545127991504</id><published>2009-12-09T02:43:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:45:41.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workin&apos; It'/><title type='text'>Workin' It</title><summary type='text'>She was humping and rubbing her sweet, juicy, pussy all over my face, as we danced the sixty-nine. I, on my back, while she happily rode my face, on top. We were loving every stolen moment intently, while concentrating on the others genital enjoyment. We were feeding the frenzy and on the verge of exploding or at least self immolation.She was a big girl and had worked up a sweat, while sucking on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8011809545127991504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workin-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8011809545127991504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8011809545127991504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workin-it.html' title='Workin&apos; It'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8462982306212684700</id><published>2009-12-09T02:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:43:56.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workshop for Women'/><title type='text'>Workshop for Women</title><summary type='text'>There was a collective gasp as Ivan pulled down his pants and laid across the table. His cock was fully hard and swung between his thighs as he climbed onto the table."Yes, my husband's been blessed with a wonderful instrument of my pleasure." She leaned over and kissed him slightly. "It helps keep our marriage strong." She turned to face the crowd of women gathered around and smiled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8462982306212684700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8462982306212684700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8462982306212684700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women.html' title='Workshop for Women'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4621832061239535333</id><published>2009-12-09T02:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:42:57.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workshop for Women: First Response 2'/><title type='text'>Workshop for Women: First Response 2</title><summary type='text'>There I lay kissing and licking my favorite part of my boyfriend as I heard him catch his breath and allow his body to rest. When he spoke I could tell his throat was dry and each word seemed to be an effort."Thank you," was all he said at first then, after swallowing deeply, he cleared his throat and spoke again. "That was…like nothing I'd ever felt before. Where…how did you?"I didn't want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4621832061239535333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-first-response-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4621832061239535333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4621832061239535333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-first-response-2.html' title='Workshop for Women: First Response 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7060475204104082369</id><published>2009-12-09T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:42:37.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workshop for Women: First Response 1'/><title type='text'>Workshop for Women: First Response 1</title><summary type='text'>Hi Elena, I'm not sure if you remember me or not, I was the young college-age woman at your last workshop. I'll confess I was shocked by what I saw there. I never thought I would see such a thing but it really taught me a lot. The sight of a man, completely naked and open, begging for his woman to make him come really turned me on. I couldn't help but imagine my boyfriend in that position.He's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7060475204104082369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-first-response-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7060475204104082369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7060475204104082369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-first-response-1.html' title='Workshop for Women: First Response 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5256403656685142362</id><published>2009-12-09T02:39:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:41:25.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workshop for Women: Milking Him 2'/><title type='text'>Workshop for Women: Milking Him 2</title><summary type='text'>There was no more to be made. His balls worked themselves painfully, churning when there was no more to be found. I toyed and teased him, my tiny fingers teasing his swollen ballsack as it worked.Though his cock was tired, it erected easily in my knowing hands. I was gentler now, and merely slid my palms up the length while applying very little pressure. This helped calm him and he gave in to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5256403656685142362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-milking-him-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5256403656685142362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5256403656685142362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-milking-him-2.html' title='Workshop for Women: Milking Him 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1928989052032665485</id><published>2009-12-09T02:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:39:48.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Rocked'/><title type='text'>World Rocked</title><summary type='text'>I would never have thought she would get pregnant – she had assured me that it was close enough to her period that the risk was minimal. - Clearly not minimal enough! Still, she was a damn good fuck and had continued to be throughout most of the pregnancy. In lots of ways I felt that she had got sexier as the pregnancy had proceeded. This was partly due the the blush of pregnancy which Laura had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1928989052032665485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-rocked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1928989052032665485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1928989052032665485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-rocked.html' title='World Rocked'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4011416715251121759</id><published>2009-12-09T02:38:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:40:46.666-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workshop for Women: Milking Him 1'/><title type='text'>Workshop for Women: Milking Him 1</title><summary type='text'>Hi Elena,I just wanted to describe the benefits of taking your class and how they've helped me. I got married young, right out of college to a man a few years my senior. My family was well off and were against it but I ignored them in favor of what my heart felt. Derek is an amazing man and one I am proud to be the wife of. We make love nightly, sometimes more than that and he can be loving, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4011416715251121759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-milking-him-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4011416715251121759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4011416715251121759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/workshop-for-women-milking-him-1.html' title='Workshop for Women: Milking Him 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7892444618246679964</id><published>2009-12-09T02:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:38:56.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship the God'/><title type='text'>Worship the God</title><summary type='text'>I have always been a bit kinky. As I lay there with my head nestled against his chest, the hairs there tickling against my cheek like the hairs of a spider leg, his heart calmly throbbing its adoration like the most primitive, pulsating, amoeba as it dines, an idea struck me.The idea was a kinky one, and one that would disgust the average girlfriend. I am not average and the idea sparked a gentle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7892444618246679964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worship-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7892444618246679964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7892444618246679964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worship-god.html' title='Worship the God'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8190590233549399942</id><published>2009-12-09T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:38:02.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worshipping Joan 2'/><title type='text'>Worshipping Joan 2</title><summary type='text'>Resignedly, he looked up into Lorraine's eyes and saw a mixture of curiousness and hunger, but no pity. Taking a foot in his hand, he lowered his face and began to kiss, trailing lightly with his tongue. He continued up her calves while above him, Lorraine was still regarding him. "So after this...." Lorraine said to Joan and the two of them leaned towards each other and began to whisper. "No. We</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8190590233549399942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worshipping-joan-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8190590233549399942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8190590233549399942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worshipping-joan-2.html' title='Worshipping Joan 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8589405402257396814</id><published>2009-12-09T02:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:37:44.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worshipping Joan 1'/><title type='text'>Worshipping Joan 1</title><summary type='text'>He was chatting away with Joan outside one day about work and she was explaining that he might be in line for a permanent job there. "Thanks a lot Joan, I mean, that's brilliant" he said, genuinely. At 21, he was quite new to the office, while at 30, Joan was effectively his line manager. With it being mid-summer, Joan was wearing a denim skirt again and he couldn't help but wonder, the unlikely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8589405402257396814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worshipping-joan-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8589405402257396814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8589405402257396814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worshipping-joan-1.html' title='Worshipping Joan 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7652121259915129229</id><published>2009-12-09T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:36:11.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worshipping My Wife&apos;s Feet'/><title type='text'>Worshipping My Wife's Feet</title><summary type='text'>I greeted my wife at the door, as she came home from work. I led her to the sofa, and sat her down pulling a small cushion over for me to sit on. Silently I slide my hands across your face feeling the softness of your skin. You start to speak and I place a finger on your lips, stopping you. I look into your eyes and kiss you our tongues dancing together inside our mouths. I stand and walk to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7652121259915129229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worshipping-my-wifes-feet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7652121259915129229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7652121259915129229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worshipping-my-wifes-feet.html' title='Worshipping My Wife&apos;s Feet'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8426481362961580001</id><published>2009-12-09T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:09:17.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worth It 1'/><title type='text'>Worth It 1</title><summary type='text'>At 5 AM in the morning the pain finally ate at my conscious, nagging just below my ribs and whipping dizziness inside my head. It was time to go, no question about it, and so I found my way to the ER. Kind faces met me, kind smiles asked me questions and I was asked to provide a urine sample, which was no problem. Then all service vanished, and I was left sitting in the waiting room with an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8426481362961580001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-it-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8426481362961580001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8426481362961580001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-it-1.html' title='Worth It 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2047482498040148232</id><published>2009-12-09T02:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:09:42.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worth It 2'/><title type='text'>Worth It 2</title><summary type='text'>I was so close and her words made my heart jump high. Stop, no way, she couldn't stop now. Her mouth sealed tightly behind the rim of my cockhead and her hands and tongue doubled the intensity of her efforts, and in the same moment as I answered her question all barriers broke."Noooooooo..."I felt my body spasm in her hands, and her tongue whipped my cock head while her hands kept on stroking me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2047482498040148232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-it-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2047482498040148232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2047482498040148232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-it-2.html' title='Worth It 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8614043840089584394</id><published>2009-12-09T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:08:30.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worth the Wait'/><title type='text'>Worth the Wait</title><summary type='text'>Mom had been single since I was born. No boyfriends that I can remember, no dad for me, since he left before I was around. It was just the two of us. I can't really say that, since she was always working with her "career" in advertising, leaving me with the baby sitter or the neighbor or whoever was to take care of me that day. But I knew that she would always be there for me in the evenings to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8614043840089584394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8614043840089584394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8614043840089584394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/worth-wait.html' title='Worth the Wait'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2717501948840563180</id><published>2009-12-09T01:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:07:41.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Would You Shave Me'/><title type='text'>Would You Shave Me</title><summary type='text'>"Would you shave me?" His turquoise eyes reflected his need and want. At this moment, he wanted her. The feel of her skin against his, the gentleness of her caress. He always got what he wanted."I have never shaved anyone else before," her body trembled with nervousness as she spoke, "but I would love to shave you. I'll be careful so that I don't hurt you.""That's a good girl." He stood and held </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2717501948840563180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/would-you-shave-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2717501948840563180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2717501948840563180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/would-you-shave-me.html' title='Would You Shave Me'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-860204966084628650</id><published>2009-12-09T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:07:03.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrong Choice'/><title type='text'>Wrong Choice</title><summary type='text'>As the train chuffs through the darkening countryside I covertly study the ladies sitting opposite me. Both are wearing long black leather coats trimmed with dark fur and matching fur hats. Each has a beautiful white silk scarf caressing her throat. I don't think they realise how closely I am studying them but I can't be sure because their eyes are hidden behind tinted glasses.On one of them the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/860204966084628650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/wrong-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/860204966084628650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/860204966084628650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/wrong-choice.html' title='Wrong Choice'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5441204880510252780</id><published>2009-12-09T01:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:46:57.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xi Ch. 01'/><title type='text'>Xi Ch. 01</title><summary type='text'>Chapter 1 - The Locked BoxShe gathered together her willpower and cut into the box labeled "Old things" in black marker. Xi knew that the contents were Anna's before she had even opened the flaps in the dim attic light. She pulled out old sweaters and dresses. Ugh! Last decade's styles... She had never seen these clothes before. Anna must have brought this box straight to the attic when she moved</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5441204880510252780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5441204880510252780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5441204880510252780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-01.html' title='Xi Ch. 01'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3962732477590369715</id><published>2009-12-09T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:46:08.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xiao&apos;s Little Picture Fetish'/><title type='text'>Xiao's Little Picture Fetish</title><summary type='text'>For a while in college I dated this girl named Xiao. She was an very slim Asian girl with a bubbly personality and free spirit. She was always smiling, which was great since she had the cutest smile in the world. She had mid length black hair and always wore clothes that showed off her flat stomach and belly piercing. She lived in the dorm buildings not too far from my own, and shared a room with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3962732477590369715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xiaos-little-picture-fetish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3962732477590369715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3962732477590369715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xiaos-little-picture-fetish.html' title='Xiao&apos;s Little Picture Fetish'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6300520556712507440</id><published>2009-12-09T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:42:26.779-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yes Ma&apos;am'/><title type='text'>Yes Ma'am</title><summary type='text'>I sighed with the pleasure of finally reaching the end of the day and approached the door ready to close it just as I was about to turn the key I was startled by a tapping at the door. On the other side was a rather severe looking woman who I thought was in her low fifties. I considered turning her away but it had been slow in the shop this week and if she was so desperate to buy something that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6300520556712507440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-maam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6300520556712507440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6300520556712507440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-maam.html' title='Yes Ma&apos;am'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-904561161099371320</id><published>2009-12-09T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:41:12.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistress'/><title type='text'>Yes, Mistress</title><summary type='text'>Before I begin my story, I need to go back in time a little for everything to make sense. One night about six months ago, my wife, Emma, and I were lying in bed after a fuck session that was pretty satisfying for both us. Trying to be a good husband, I was snuggling with my wife and struggling not to fall asleep immediately. Out of the blue, Emma asked me, "Baby, tell me one of your fantasies.""</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/904561161099371320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-mistress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/904561161099371320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/904561161099371320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-mistress.html' title='Yes, Mistress'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6148896791395840150</id><published>2009-12-09T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:40:10.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yet Another Boring Day at Work'/><title type='text'>Yet Another Boring Day at Work</title><summary type='text'>The next day, Sam sat at his desk trying to work, but every time he shifted in his chair the feel of the silky red panties caressing him drew his mind toward other activities. He hadn't seen Melinda this morning yet. Maybe she wasn't here today, he thought with a shock. He almost groaned aloud. God, he hoped she was here.Sam continued working for another hour before closing up his files and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6148896791395840150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yet-another-boring-day-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6148896791395840150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6148896791395840150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yet-another-boring-day-at-work.html' title='Yet Another Boring Day at Work'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8390143286704323573</id><published>2009-12-09T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:39:02.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Always Wear Seamed Stockings'/><title type='text'>You Always Wear Seamed Stockings</title><summary type='text'>I was in a foul mood, I had just snagged an expensive pair of my best stockings and because of the mood I was in and because I was late for work it could happen again.When you turn forty years of age we all look back on the things we have cocked up in our miserable lives and vow to make things better in the last half. My biggest mistake was Andrew, my philandering husband. He didn't exactly have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8390143286704323573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-always-wear-seamed-stockings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8390143286704323573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8390143286704323573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-always-wear-seamed-stockings.html' title='You Always Wear Seamed Stockings'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5171905629871652066</id><published>2009-12-09T01:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:47:38.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xi Ch. 02'/><title type='text'>Xi Ch. 02</title><summary type='text'>Xi - Chapter 2 - The Key ExperimentIt was late in the evening on a Sunday in June. Xi sat down at her computer and started typing into her journal:"Experiment 8: The Key Experiment cont'd...The Key Experiment is officially underway now. I have just returned from the mountain cottage..."Xi paused and tried to gather her thoughts. Writing in her journal usually proved to be a suitable distraction. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5171905629871652066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5171905629871652066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5171905629871652066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-02.html' title='Xi Ch. 02'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-9131319400840342498</id><published>2009-12-09T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:37:37.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Got DIRTY E-Mail'/><title type='text'>You Got DIRTY E-Mail</title><summary type='text'>The Prince wrote:I don't like Tuesdays. It stands for nothing. Monday is the beginning of the week. Wed is the middle of the week. Thu is day before Friday and Fri is "WHOOO-HOOO its FRIDAY". Tuesday is a bit of a nothing day. I hate it. I have a personality clash with Tuesday. So I am sitting at my desk and sulking and frowning.However, the day outside today is beautiful. God has really made a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/9131319400840342498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-got-dirty-e-mail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/9131319400840342498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/9131319400840342498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-got-dirty-e-mail.html' title='You Got DIRTY E-Mail'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7328409477721981132</id><published>2009-12-09T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:52:03.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xi Ch. 03'/><title type='text'>Xi Ch. 03</title><summary type='text'>Poor Battery Bob and his variable speed motor... For several months he had been neglected - collecting dust in a bedside drawer. But that had changed. Burned out batteries lined the bottom of the bedroom wastebasket. For the past three days, much of Xi's free time had become focused on pleasuring herself. ("Masturbation" is such a blunt word...) Unfortunately, no matter the point of application, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7328409477721981132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7328409477721981132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7328409477721981132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-03.html' title='Xi Ch. 03'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-310211208532057362</id><published>2009-12-09T01:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:35:46.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Greet Me'/><title type='text'>You Greet Me</title><summary type='text'>You greet me at the door, wearing a smile and the black Chinese silk robe that you know I love so much. As we kiss, my hands are caressing you, feeling your warm naked skin under the robe. I continue to kiss you passionately, as my hands slowly remove the robe from your body, silently dropping it to our feet, so you stand there naked for me. Taking my hand, you led me to the bed, to show me that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/310211208532057362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-greet-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/310211208532057362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/310211208532057362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-greet-me.html' title='You Greet Me'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5245898378554084259</id><published>2009-12-09T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:34:47.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Just Never Know'/><title type='text'>You Just Never Know</title><summary type='text'>I'm fifty six years old. I'm married (seven years) to a great woman of forty three. She's my second wife and she was married once before, too. We each have two daughters from our first marriages. All the girls are out on their own now, so it's just the two of us at home.The situation makes it nice for us. We both love our kids but it's wonderful to have the freedom to walk naked to and from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5245898378554084259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-just-never-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5245898378554084259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5245898378554084259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-just-never-know.html' title='You Just Never Know'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6586757211490957850</id><published>2009-12-09T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:33:01.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Never Know 1'/><title type='text'>You Never Know 1</title><summary type='text'>I moved to Los Angeles from New York about eight years ago, right after my divorce. The marriage didn't last long and ended bitterly. I now live a block from the beach in Santa Monica in a fairly exclusive high-rise apartment building. I quit my job as a graphic artist with a top advertising firm in NY, when I moved and started my own business here. I have about seven big clients who keep me busy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6586757211490957850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-never-know-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6586757211490957850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6586757211490957850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-never-know-1.html' title='You Never Know 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1760101682372662624</id><published>2009-12-09T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:31:37.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Show Me How It&apos;s Done'/><title type='text'>You Show Me How It's Done</title><summary type='text'>I remember when it started, but not how I got here. I lost my job at the plant, and was unable to find work. Cindy, my wife, got an excellent job in the city so we moved there. While I tried to find work I couldn't, so I spent a lot of time at home. Cindy was working 50+ hours a week at her high-powered executive job, so I became a "house husband", trying to keep the domestic scene running. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1760101682372662624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-show-me-how-its-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1760101682372662624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1760101682372662624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-show-me-how-its-done.html' title='You Show Me How It&apos;s Done'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1173384541986198344</id><published>2009-12-09T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:30:24.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Bride in Tights'/><title type='text'>Young Bride in Tights</title><summary type='text'>While I was in college, I sometimes helped out my uncle who had a photo store in our town. Although he couldn't afford to pay me much, I still liked to work for him since he was a nice person and I was really into photography, from shooting all the way to developing prints. On occasion he would have to leave the store for a while and asked me to cover for him if there were any customers.One </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1173384541986198344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/young-bride-in-tights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1173384541986198344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1173384541986198344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/young-bride-in-tights.html' title='Young Bride in Tights'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6651522917309521550</id><published>2009-12-09T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:29:37.007-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young Free and Kinky'/><title type='text'>Young Free and Kinky</title><summary type='text'>It was a hot sunny day in July. My friend Amy and I were on holiday after our A-levels, the longest we'd had since turning eighteen. Amy had as usual worked out some wonderful sex adventure for us, and had invited me over to her house. My mum dropped me off, and once inside the house, Amy gave me a huge snog against the door."Isn't this fantastic?" she said. "A whole day alone in my house with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6651522917309521550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/young-free-and-kinky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6651522917309521550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6651522917309521550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/young-free-and-kinky.html' title='Young Free and Kinky'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7602848642839348754</id><published>2009-12-09T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:28:42.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Anniversary Present From Him'/><title type='text'>Your Anniversary Present From Him</title><summary type='text'>I think it was the look on your face as you walked into the room that excited me the most. I had heard you and your husband returning to your hotel suite from dinner, stopping in the hallway for him to give you your first present. The sounds of the wrapping being opened, the rustle of tissue paper as you look inside the box, and the gasp and laugh as you discover the new blue strap-on toy within.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7602848642839348754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-anniversary-present-from-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7602848642839348754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7602848642839348754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-anniversary-present-from-him.html' title='Your Anniversary Present From Him'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1107189079490802488</id><published>2009-12-09T01:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:26:57.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Corset'/><title type='text'>Your Corset</title><summary type='text'>I got out of my car and walked into the house, I noticed your car parked in the driveway. I started down the hall calling your name but there was no answer. I walked through the living room towards the bedroom."I want you to get on your knees," I heard a voice behind me say. I could tell it was you. I turned around and saw nothing but did as I was told.Once I was on my knees I heard the clicking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1107189079490802488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-corset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1107189079490802488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1107189079490802488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-corset.html' title='Your Corset'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6778387584414324653</id><published>2009-12-09T01:24:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:33:42.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Never Know 3'/><title type='text'>You Never Know 3</title><summary type='text'>When Mistress Susan is meeting a new client, she will have me present in her apartment. I am decked out in the usual attire except for the cockcage, but my cock is pulled back by the chain from my cockring into my ass so it's not apparent. My 36D tits are bare. When I am not wearing a bra, I am in a tight black corset. My waist is being constricted more each day since the surgery. The goal is 22 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6778387584414324653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-never-know-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6778387584414324653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6778387584414324653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-never-know-3.html' title='You Never Know 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4850397911181338668</id><published>2009-12-09T01:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:33:21.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Never Know 2'/><title type='text'>You Never Know 2</title><summary type='text'>I listened in disbelief. My world was crumbling. I couldn't believe it. Denial. Mistress Susan had outlined a life of complete servitude. She seemed so matter of fact that I knew this wasn't the first time she had done this. Everything was planned. Rules were in place. Special items ordered. I was the last piece in the puzzle.The doorbell rang and I froze in shock. The outside world. Mistress </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4850397911181338668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-never-know-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4850397911181338668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4850397911181338668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-never-know-2.html' title='You Never Know 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1709469383360689772</id><published>2009-12-09T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:26:08.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Place or Mine'/><title type='text'>Your Place or Mine</title><summary type='text'>They had agreed to one simple rule: no pain. Other than that, nothing was off-limits.Andrea and Billy had become friends at work. Over the last couple of months they realized that they had been secretly watching each other, admiring each other's bodies as much as they admired each other's character. They began to separately lust for each other. Eventually, they began to flirt, innocently enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1709469383360689772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-place-or-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1709469383360689772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1709469383360689772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-place-or-mine.html' title='Your Place or Mine'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-157526321633508594</id><published>2009-12-09T01:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:23:39.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Story 2'/><title type='text'>Your Story 2</title><summary type='text'>Have I overstepped the boundaries of our relationship? Have I ruined the perfect sexual friendship? We had openly discussed sex when talking online, both openly stating that our tastes were pervier than most, but that was online, what now in the real world?...Your free arm moves, reaching out towards me, towards my neck. My eyes focus on your hands, on your nails, sharp, well manicured, painted a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/157526321633508594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-story-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/157526321633508594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/157526321633508594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-story-2.html' title='Your Story 2'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4900046798255363610</id><published>2009-12-09T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:22:39.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Story 1'/><title type='text'>Your Story 1</title><summary type='text'>Imagine a still summer's day, when nothing was moving, least of all you! We lay on our backs in the hay, the warm wind was soothing, it made me feel good, the day I met you.I lay, my head propped up on one arm, watching you as you lay there, arms folded behind your head. A strand of straw jutting from your mouth, twitching in rhythm to the gentle gnashing of your teeth. Your eyes are closed, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4900046798255363610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-story-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4900046798255363610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4900046798255363610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-story-1.html' title='Your Story 1'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-2522630653628390604</id><published>2009-12-09T01:17:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:50:05.712-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xi Ch. 05'/><title type='text'>Xi Ch. 05</title><summary type='text'>Xi - Chapter 5 – FrissonSome people tend to have blackouts when they drink too much. Unfortunately, Xi could remember everything.She extracted herself from beneath the sheets and left Sage sleeping softly. She found an extra large T-shirt and stumbled off for the kitchen. Margaritas and loud music. Sure, it was fun at the time. Now, her head felt as though it was in a vise. Her tongue felt like a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2522630653628390604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2522630653628390604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/2522630653628390604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-05.html' title='Xi Ch. 05'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7352399396022043198</id><published>2009-12-09T01:17:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:01:05.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xi Ch. 04'/><title type='text'>Xi Ch. 04</title><summary type='text'>Xi - Chapter 4 - FlashFriday night at the airport, Xi ensured that their greeting embrace was brief and less personal than perhaps Sage expected. After all, how horrifying it would be if Sage found out that Xi was imprisoned in Anna's belt. Oh, Xi was ecstatic to have Sage come for the weekend. Friends such as those that one makes in college, so rarely come along as one struggles on down the road</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7352399396022043198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7352399396022043198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7352399396022043198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/xi-ch-04.html' title='Xi Ch. 04'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-3815762125883402724</id><published>2009-12-09T01:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:24:26.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Story 3'/><title type='text'>Your Story 3</title><summary type='text'>...Suddenly your body tenses, your legs clamping my head, forcing my face deeper into your cunt, my mouth is full of your warm juice, it dribbles out and down over my chin. You clasp my head with your hands and squeal, "I'm coming Master G, I'm cooooooomingggggggggggggg – ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" and you shudder!You continue holding my head in position beneath you as another wave of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3815762125883402724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-story-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3815762125883402724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/3815762125883402724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-story-3.html' title='Your Story 3'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-4341667402690488038</id><published>2009-12-09T01:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:21:14.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yours to Hold Fuck and Fill'/><title type='text'>Yours to Hold Fuck and Fill</title><summary type='text'>I threw myself against the dresser and peered into the mirror. "I'm so cute! Don't you think I'm cute?" My boyfriend Scott laughed and leaned against the wall. I looked at my new hair cut and color. I had just taken 8 inches off and had choppy layers and curls put in, with a red-rust color applied. Combined with my pale skin and blue eyes, I felt absolutely sexy.His arms circled around my stomach</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4341667402690488038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yours-to-hold-fuck-and-fill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4341667402690488038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/4341667402690488038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/yours-to-hold-fuck-and-fill.html' title='Yours to Hold Fuck and Fill'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-8595339513625772384</id><published>2009-12-09T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:20:10.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ziva Waterpantied Me'/><title type='text'>Ziva Waterpantied Me</title><summary type='text'>It happened like this. Ziva and I were on a NCIS stakeout in an office of a tall building. We were observing the actions of a Marine Officer in the building opposite. He had been meeting with Arms dealers and was suspected of selling guns and missiles to them.We both had to wear smart clothes for the stake out -- I wore my Armani suit, white shirt and sober tie. Ziva wore a dark grey, tight skirt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8595339513625772384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/ziva-waterpantied-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8595339513625772384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/8595339513625772384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/ziva-waterpantied-me.html' title='Ziva Waterpantied Me'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-6143868550032443860</id><published>2009-08-13T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:23:07.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toilette'/><title type='text'>Toilette</title><summary type='text'>"Bitch!  How DARE you disobey me!"  The sudden admonitionfrom her mistress startled Toilette.       "Mistress Ilsa- what do you mean  What have I done!" shepleaded, approaching her mistress on her hands and knees.     "Cunt, you mean you don't even remember my orders!"     "No, Mistress, I...I..."     "Come here," Ilsa seemed to be seeming with fury.     "But-" Toilette pleaded tentatively, a sob</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6143868550032443860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/toilette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6143868550032443860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/6143868550032443860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/toilette.html' title='Toilette'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-1082141080462491053</id><published>2009-08-13T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:22:04.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mishi and Lynne'/><title type='text'>Mishi &amp; Lynne</title><summary type='text'>I love my girlfriend.  She and I have always had a great relationship, great sex, too.  We had started out innocently enough, she and I.  We were each other's first kiss, first everything.  And eventually, we tried almost everything.  I was always trying to get her to try new stuff.     Oral sex was our first kink, if you are prudish enough to call that kinky.  Sometimes, after I came in her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1082141080462491053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/mishi-lynne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1082141080462491053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/1082141080462491053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/mishi-lynne.html' title='Mishi &amp; Lynne'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5385091862168574669</id><published>2009-08-13T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:21:20.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Poem'/><title type='text'>The Poem</title><summary type='text'>Greg lay on the hard tile floor, being ever so careful as he wrote his words of love.  He had thought of them last night as he was being viciously ass-raped by Luke, the huge black man that was one of his masters.  His ass was still sore from it; the thought of it made his abused asshole quiver in fear.  He'd had to commit the words he was now writing to memory, for he had been fucked all through</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5385091862168574669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5385091862168574669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5385091862168574669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/poem.html' title='The Poem'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-5627567348047174749</id><published>2009-08-13T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:20:10.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Left in a tight situation'/><title type='text'>Left in a tight situation</title><summary type='text'>There was a limit to the heels I would borrow and wear to school, especially 18 and a senior. I knew that a few of my step mom's shoes were what we called FMPs. I forget where, but I think we got the letters from the Sex in the City show. Mrs. ‘nicely-organized-shoes-in-the-closet' had a quite a few boxes that I explored often. She actually changed one of the empty bedrooms into her dressing room</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5627567348047174749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/left-in-tight-situation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5627567348047174749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/5627567348047174749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/left-in-tight-situation.html' title='Left in a tight situation'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991750008652728735.post-7008762593223895051</id><published>2009-08-13T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:18:46.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exposure'/><title type='text'>Exposure</title><summary type='text'>His eyes nearly popped out of his head as she whispered softly in a barely audible voice, Look at my pussy, it's so wet and just about ready to cum, ohhhhhhhhhhh, I'm so fucking hot!!! He swallowed hard while looking around to see if anyone was watching them, and when he was satisfied they weren't, he quickly came back to her pussy which by now was flushed and open, and obviously on the verge of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7008762593223895051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/exposure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7008762593223895051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991750008652728735/posts/default/7008762593223895051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://collctedfetishstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/exposure.html' title='Exposure'/><author><name>Funny Jokes Directory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08155246818024180783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
