Chest Sitting Stories

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The Rain

by fnfrider on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I pictured walking up behind you with a blanket wrapped around me, cause it was a little chilly and I didn't have anything on. And I pictured standing behind you with my hands on your shoulders and your left hand touching my right and your head tilting and your face touching my arm. And just standing there behind you listening to the sound of the rain. Toget...

Young Love the Best Way Possible

by Shammzilla on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Walking down the hallway of this small town high school is starting to get to me. All these boys the same, country boys with their sun bleached, dirt stained jeans, mud caked cowboy boots even though they've only dreamed of being cowboys, and the dip can rings in their back pockets. Except for one boy who really stood out to me. Long black hair, chin peppere...

Her Breasts Are the Beginning Ch. 04

by hafnium10 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

She awoke to find him sleeping beside her. For a moment, she just lay there with him, listening to him breath slowly. Her hand reflexively reached for his chest, her fingers running through the forest of chest hair she had never experienced on a man before. She loved the soft feel of it; like the down a baby duckling. He awoke to her touch. He did not m...

A Christmas present

by Shrubbery on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is a true story, although the names and some of the details have been changed. Jennifer, I can only say sorry it took me so long to get round to writing it down! ********* Walking over the worn carpet of the steps down into the warm fug of popcorn and leather seats, I already had goosebumps and shivers cascading over my skin and a hungry, flutteri...

Completely Unplanned

by looking_4_side_salad on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I've been living in California for about 5 years, and, in that time, I have made a lot of good friends. Cruising the local bars, I met a young Asian woman and her husband who were very much into karaoke. She's not originally from California, but has lived here for a few years. She has a cousin who is from the same place as she. The cousin is who this story i...

Alone Time, Together

by BigGunnz on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Do you mind if I just run up for a quick bath?" Samantha asked Mark, her husband of 10 years. "Of course not, Babe. Take a long bath, if you'd like." he answered. "I'm just gonna whip up these dishes, and maybe get the garbage out, then I'm thinking of hopping into bed." It had been one of those days. Their seven year old daughter, Anna, had been difficul...

Dekota and Zoey - Gaming

by GenderlessNeko on Jul 14, 2020
BDSM

"You feinted!" Dekota shouted, before groaning as he dropped his controller and leaned back into the couch, watching his character get executed. Zoey giggling and setting down her own controller as the animation continued on screen. The two had been gaming for a few minutes, a new way to decide who got on top. The randomness of the coin toss had bored Zoey,...

Faux Control

by rayhillard1 on Sep 3, 2017
Fetish

We'd set it up in advance...and had talked about it for months and months leading up to it. We had fashioned out the specifics, but she didn't know exactly which night of her three night hotel stay that I would be inside her room, waiting for her in the dark. I had a phrase to say, to let her know it was me when I forced myself on her, and even before she wa...

English for Sinners Ch. 04

by Lithium_hobo on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

All characters involved in this story are of at least 18 years of age. All characters involved in this story are original creations of the author. Any resemblance to any real person, place, or event is purely coincidental. Please do not post anywhere else without author permission. Thank you! ***** Of all the sensations in the world, few compare to that...

Morning Routine

by Mistress Sierra on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I wake up rather grumpy in the mornings. This particular day seems to be worse. I lovingly roll over and look down at my slave laying on the floor looking so pitiful and helpless. He is wearing the rope waist harness I bound him in the night before. His wrists and ankles are bound in leather cuffs. His wrists are attached to his ankles by a long chain. The...