Giselle's Best Fetish Erotica: 14 Kinky Sex Stories by Giselle Renarde

Author:Giselle Renarde
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: discipline and bondage, kinky sex, fetish erotica, spanking, bdsm erotica, interracial and multicultural romance, sex toys, public sex, roleplay, sex doll

Black Lace and Wood

Sliding the sheer black stocking onto her foot, Rebecca drew it over her ankle, up her calf, and across the dimples of her knee. These were special occasion stockings, thigh-highs with seams in the back. When Rebecca wore them, she was the embodiment of sex.

She watched herself in the bedroom mirror, clipping the clasps of her black garter to the lace tops of her stockings. She was a goddess, even as she twisted awkwardly to secure the rear snaps. Bending down, she ran her fingers the length of the smooth stockings, straightening the seams from bottom to top.

In the full-length mirror, she studied the spot where the black line of her thong crept out from between the snow-white slopes of her ass. She turned to observe alabaster breasts glowing behind the rose and thorn pattern of her lace bra. The full effect was black on white. With Rebecca’s midnight hair, blue-violet eyes and lips painted blood red, her husband always used to tell her she looked a spectre all in black.

Sometimes she wished she were nothing more than that: an apparition, able to disappear into nothingness.

By the time Navin’s house key entered the lock, Rebecca’s juices were already flowing, her appetite whetted by her own lace-bound form. When her husband walked through the front door bearing bags of groceries, she raced from the bedroom to pose for him at the centre of the staircase.

Her heart leapt in her chest as Navin’s initially casual glance turned into a double take. His dark eyes glazed over as they ran the length of her deliciously dressed skin, rolling over the curves of her breasts, down her pale midriff, and along the taut lace of her thong before tumbling the length of her pale legs, down her garters and stockings, all the way to the black heels.

Casting off his involuntary attraction, Navin shook his weary head. His face turned to stone. Kicking off his running shoes, he stomped through the hallway and into the kitchen without another look in his wife’s direction.

Defeated once again, Rebecca sat down heavily on the stair behind her, bare elbows on stocking knees, quivering chin on white knuckles. The urge to release the floodgates retaining her tears was overwhelming, but she knew it was entirely her fault. Who else could possibly have made a mess like this?

There had to be a solution. If she’d caused this problem, she also had the capacity to remedy it.

Grasping the banister with renewed confidence, Rebecca descended the staircase carefully in her unsteady footwear.

She forced a casual tone as she strode into the kitchen after her husband. “So that’s it? We’re never going to have sex again?”

Navin released a heavy moan from inside the refrigerator door as he put away the milk. “We’ve been over this and over this, Bec. It pains me to look at you. Even just saying your name hurts. I see your body and I imagine Ravi touching it. I look at that underwear you have on and I wonder if that’s what you were wearing with him.

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