The Fields of Justice have become a neutral zone for the volatile world of Runeterra. Nations send their best and brightest to test one another in feats of strength and cunning, criminals seek both redemption and new prey, and the bold and brave seek riches and glory competing in the most popular sport in the world; the League of Legends. Televised nearly an...
Chapter 4 -- 6051 words I don't know how I got myself into this situation. To recap: my best friend has decided she might be an exhibitionist. I've seen her freely naked at least half a dozen times of times in the last couple weeks. And she wants my help to start living out her exhibitionist fantasies. What kind of dream situation have I stumbled into? The...
This incident happened some years ago when my somewhat shy and reserved wife was first starting to loosen up. The memory came to me recently and when it did, I got so turned on I couldn't believe I had forgotten about it for even a short while. Where we were living at the time, it was easy to visit some relatively uncrowded beaches, where I gradually coaxed...
As we drifted about 150 feet off of the island, Alicia was reading and sunbathing, while I fished. She was reading a collection of erotic stories I'd given her, while I was admiring her lean body in a light-colored bikini. Several other boaters, as they passed us, looked over at her – from their distance it must have been hard to tell whether she was wearin...
The following takes place after the story Lisa & Becky: The Camping Trip ***** My best friend Becky is an exhibitionist. She thinks nothing is more fun than taking all her clothes in places where people are quite likely to see her. It's a side of herself she has chosen to share with me alone out of all our other friends, although I often find myself wishin...
One of the many sides of sexuality is enjoying that once in a while accidental moment which brings you something you were not expecting to see, but afterwards were quite glad you did. It is a one-off, one time deal. It doesn't lead to anything else, usually, except maybe for you to be on the lookout for it to happen again. We're talking of course about accid...
After the fun in the cafés (see Parisian Exhibitions Parts 1 and 2), it was time to play a different game – a wilder, more wicked one… It was a warm, almost hot afternoon, and lover and I had had our lunch in a little place off the rue St Antoine. Now he had a particularly juicy little game in mind… and I had a couple of glasses of full red wine in my blood...
It was the most embarrassing day of my life. I was walking down main street enjoying the sunshine. The birds were singing. The breeze was blowing. It was a beautiful spring day. As I approached the corner, I passed by a couple of beautiful girls. They smiled and said hello. As I turned the corner something just didn't seem right. The street was empty and qui...
It was the beginning of winter in Phoenix and it was still 90 out, my wife and I woke up around 9am at the hotel and it was a beautiful morning. We both sleep in the nude. Well, we got up and realized the we had left the curtain and sliding door to the balcony open all night, my wife got up and went to the bathroom while I went out to the balcony. We were...
My awareness of a pleasant warm-wetness of the gusset of my ooh-la-la organic thong is surpassed by a sensation of the nerves contracting in my groin ... his finger is touching me oh so wonderfully. It started in the slack-time before Christmas with a Facebook recommendation to join the No-Pants Subway Ride! group. It sounded intriguing. I am not an exhibit...