<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Sensual Erotic on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/sensual-erotic/</link><description>Recent content in Sensual Erotic on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2021 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/sensual-erotic/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>A Walk in the Park</title><link>/stories/2021/01/03/a-walk-in-the-park/</link><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2021 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2021/01/03/a-walk-in-the-park/</guid><description>&lt;h3 id="prequel"&gt;Prequel&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;h4 id="part-1"&gt;Part 1&lt;/h4&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Like most young men who have just reached puberty, Kenneth was becoming obsessed with his new found sexual interests. In looking through many men&amp;rsquo;s magazines he was captivated by women dressed in lingerie and provocative clothing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He obsessed about the women depicted in the fetish drawings of Chris of England and how they were dressed: Bras, stockings, strict foundation wear, shapewear, garter straps and stockings. And high heels. Always high heels. The higher the better in his opinion.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>A Walk in the Park</title><link>/stories/2020/08/12/a-walk-in-the-park/</link><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2020 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2020/08/12/a-walk-in-the-park/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Today was Wednesday, the day that Victoria goes out for her weekly stroll, pushing her baby carriage through the park and downtown area of the small town in which she lived. She prepared for her outing the same way in which she always did, going through her huge walk-in closet, deciding on her outfit for the day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She always dressed as a 1950&amp;rsquo;s housewife might, but with a twist. She favored strict heavy foundation garments, towering high heels, fashionable gloves and sometimes a wide-brimmed hat to keep the sun off of her delicate skin. After carefully applying thick eyeliner on her upper and lower eyelids and brushing her high arched brows she affixed long luscious false eyelashes to complete her desired look.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Party</title><link>/stories/2009/09/26/the-party/</link><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/09/26/the-party/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Pull the laces tighter, Suzy. I want the smallest waist possible with this new corset&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Okay, suck your breath in as much as possible, hold it and that should do it.&amp;rdquo; Suzy said as she put her knee up against Lisa’s back, let out a grunt and tugged the laces for all she was worth finally making the ends of Suzy’s corset meet. Quickly tying them off she exclaimed, &amp;ldquo;Wow! That’s the tightest corset I have ever seen you in. I bet that brought your waist down a full 5 inches! And look what it did to your breasts&amp;rdquo;!&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Ultimate Selfbondage Tease</title><link>/stories/2009/01/23/ultimate-selfbondage-tease/</link><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/01/23/ultimate-selfbondage-tease/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;After reading all of the inventive stories here on grometsplaza I wanted to plan the ultimate self bondage/ teasing session unlike nothing I have read or heard of. It would involve dressing like a proper bondage slut, tight gagging, even tighter bondage, a forced enema, endless teasing and stimulation, and a possible visit from my sometimes play partner Vanessa.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would be strapped to a leather covered wooden saw horse. The forced enema would start after a set period of time by a melting ice cube. I attached a clip to the hose shutting of the water flow. Attached to this clip is a heavy weight suspended by a string and held high by an ice cube. The ice cube melts, weight drops pulling the clip from the hose starting the flow of water.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Jennifer's Birthday</title><link>/stories/2009/01/14/jennifers-birthday/</link><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2009/01/14/jennifers-birthday/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lsquo;Damn!&amp;rsquo; Jennifer thought as she hung up the phone. &amp;lsquo;Here I am dressed in a sexy outfit, it’s my birthday and my husband said he had a surprise for me and now he has to work late&amp;rsquo;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Earlier in the evening Jennifer prepared for a night of hot birthday sex by taking a long hot bath, carefully shaving her pussy completely just like Steven, her husband, likes it, and dressing in her black full fashioned seamed stockings, 10 garter waist cincher, frilly lace push up bra and 6&amp;quot;high heel platform pumps with a thin ankle straps and added a thin gold anklet, a favorite of his. She even went to the trouble to put on some exotic makeup. Long false eye lashes, thick black eye liner on her upper and lower eye lids followed by some pale white eye shadow and frosted pink lip stick.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Fetish Ball</title><link>/stories/2008/02/01/the-fetish-ball/</link><pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/02/01/the-fetish-ball/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a true story about one of my adventures. Whether you are a male or female reader should not matter as long as you understand the mental arousal derived from dressing for pleasure. My motto is don’t take it off, put it on for sex!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First a little background. I am a straight single white male who is always in charge during play and I am a sensual erotic domme. I like to give pleasure and always wondered what my female partners felt and what mental stimulation they received when they were dressed in fetish outfits and bound, so on my own I tried on some of their outfits and high heels, along with a gag and cuffs. The attraction was immediate and I have been hooked on cross dressing and self bondage ever since but always in private and by myself.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>The Fetish Ball</title><link>/stories/2008/02/01/the-fetish-ball/</link><pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2008/02/01/the-fetish-ball/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a true story about one of my adventures. Whether you are a male or female reader should not matter as long as you understand the mental arousal derived from dressing for pleasure. My motto is don’t take it off, put it on for sex!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First a little background. I am a straight single white male who is always in charge during play and I am a sensual erotic domme. I like to give pleasure and always wondered what my female partners felt and what mental stimulation they received when they were dressed in fetish outfits and bound, so on my own I tried on some of their outfits and high heels, along with a gag and cuffs. The attraction was immediate and I have been hooked on cross dressing and self bondage ever since but always in private and by myself.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>