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The Dance

by MissSenses on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

A stamp to the wrist and Kari was in. It was ladies night at her favorite club and as always it was packed with tons of people. Kari loved the bright neon lights as they shot off into different directions. One of the biggest attractions of the night was the handful of girls doing their favorite dance number, on top of the bar. They danced the same steps to t...

Watching The Suspected

by charlotte morgan on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Thursday night, 10 pm. The waiting queue were shuffling their feet in the cold out on the footpath, waiting for the doors of the Stroke Bar to open. Hot new band-of-the-month The Suspected were playing a gig there tonight, and all the regular patrons, plus more, had turned up. Rosemary jumped up and down on the spot, trying to warm herself up, wishing for a...

Shadows

by Morghaine on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The post office was crowded a swarm of people intent on not being noticed, and in not noticing those around them. This, I would soon discover, was to my benefit. Just minutes earlier I was one of them, here only out of necessity, wanting to take care of my postal business, and then return to the real world. But then I saw her. In an instant I knew I was...

The Chronicles of the Panty Raider

by grandeweasel on Nov 2, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This story begins in the Underground Academy. It is in these halls, carved deep within the mountains, that one of the Evil Queen's last remaining threats works to maintain its traditions. This is the order of the Fetish Magi. These eldritch mystics are each linked to a subject of power, their "fetish," which they can expend to channel potent magics...

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The Philatelists

by Moondrift on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Marika had got to know Dennis well a couple of years after she had been widowed. With her advancing years, and without Ned, she found the house they had occupied for forty years too big and too maintenance demanding for her. She had sold the place and bought a small unit, 25/2 Stewart Avenue. Living next door to the unit in a house nearly as old as the one...

Team Victory

by bawdybloke on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Her hair fluttered in the wind as the naked woman streaked across the stadium. Her right arm held tight across her bare breasts, the other hiding her shaved slit in vain. She was sexy; the crowd screaming delight as the cheerleaders were stripped one by one and decorated in splodges of orange bodypaint – the colour of the victorious team. Our colours. Our t...

The China Clipper

by KimMarie on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

The China Clipper bobbed at its moorings at the wharf, its engines were shut off and its normally bright aluminum skin was dulled from the pelting of an incessant rain. The large seaplane had just come from Manila that morning and was awaiting orders at the Pan Am reserved birth at end of a long pier. A man in a white cap looked anxiously out the window of t...

School Days

by gbgood on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

It was late afternoon when I drove past the public school in Pittsburgh, PA where I spent my early years. For nostalgia's sake, I stopped to see if any of my old teachers were still there. I found the doors open, so I walked inside through the corridors I recalled so well. I walked the old, familiar hallways of the first and second floor, but the building s...

A Piggy's day Off

by Piggie on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Sarah was excited about today. She scheduled a day off from work without telling her husband so she could have the whole day to herself to do whatever she wanted and then surprise her husband when he got home. Ever since dressing like a pig for her anniversary, Sarah has occasionally worn her pig outfit around the house at night but has yet to get to wear it...

The Exhibition Game

by showher on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

We were in the bleachers at my son's Little League baseball game. I was sitting in the very top row and my wife, Joan, was sitting in the row just below me. As I watched, I noticed she was allowing her legs to fall carelessly open and she was also paying more attention to a certain male spectator then she was paying to the baseball game unfolding before us....