1964 Roll Of New Bank Issue Pennies Value Stories

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by Funtimes on Jul 4, 2014
BDSM

In the process of changing to story around Judge me for my choice as you may, and trust me, you likely have every right to judge. But looking back on it now, I doubt I would change a thing. When it all started, I was a 32-year-old male whose life hasn't been easy. I mistakenly believed the hype and went to an expensive, top-of-the-line college for a liberal...

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Pennies Ch. 01

by JimGumby on Aug 30, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

When I left school, I joined a local company that specialized in insurance. It was a fun place to work, most of the employees were quite young and I knew some of them from school. Once I knew that I was going to stay there for a while, I spoke to a couple of my closest mates and we rented a flat together. That got me away from my parents, and opened the door...

The Srirangam Connection Ch. 01

by ashok695 on Dec 17, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This incident happened in 2014. Before getting into the incident an introduction into the story is needed. Her name is Janaki. My name is Ashok. We studied in the same engineering college in TN. I am a native of kerala and she belonged to Srirangam. She was a Brahmin and I was not. We liked each other in college but she rejected me because of my caste. Caste...

Fap-Tastic Futable! Issue 01

by Futable on May 21, 2019
Humor & Satire

God, crime scenes give me such a justice boner. Really makes me want to...narrate my heroic exploits. "Lit from the flames of a burning sex shop, a tall, shapely silhouette looms over the city. It is one fucking *heroic* silhouette. She got a shadow that does not quit. Curves in all the right places, and a TRUNK in front of that junk. That is the sexy-ass s...

How To Buy Your First Sex Toy

by Noira on Sep 1, 2017
How To

You're of majority and now you're just plain and bloody well sick of using that electric toothbrush as a sexual object. Let's face it: bristly spinning brushes are not intended to be objects of lust and mysterious desires of the flesh. You want pleasure, and you want it now. And now that you're all warmed up, your fingers just aren't going to cut it anymore....

Penny Whimsy

by PAPATOAD on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

There is no sex in this story. Sorry Thanks to the Hip & Knee doctor for editing assistance. 1793 strawberry = a rare variety of a large cent. Condition Census = a roster of the finest known examples of a specific variety of coin. Penny Whimsy = reference book written by Dr. William H. Sheldon * I was sitting still, as if I was paralyzed, as my wife o...

Precious Mammaries Pt. 01

by JackandJilldo on Nov 18, 2019
BDSM

While running errands the other day, I stopped by the bank to cash my paycheck and inquire if one of the tellers had any pennies for me. I knew her well, as I did tellers in almost every branch in three counties, because I am all over the place as a contracted driver. Sometimes, tellers I've known for years are shocked to learn that I do not live in their sm...

Longwood Second Hunt Day 07-08

by emap on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Voting is nice, ya'll know how to do that so vote. Waking up this day is something of a relief, and trial. Could not sleep well, kept waking up to odd sounds or another waking. Their movement wakes me if not up already, though strangely no one else has problems sleeping. The sky is lit when I wake, guess no hunting today. At least I'm still the first awake,...

A Day At The Park

by magichands on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I woke up on one of those late August mornings feeling a bundle of energy course through me. This was refreshing, since between the medicine I take to kill part of me, and the medicine I take to keep it from killing all of me, I can be a bit lethargic. I looked out to the sun shining, birds everywhere, the trees just beginning to take on their Fall hues of...

More Tales from the Guilds Ch. 08

by voluptuary_manque2 on Sep 14, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Oliver Beindersnip sat at his accounts desk when the bell over the bookstore door jingled. He looked up and smiled. It was one of his favorite customers, Missy McGoldrick. She normally came in right after school on Mondays and browsed around for an hour or so before heading home for dinner. Every once in a while she even bought a book. More importantly, thou...