Laundry Stories

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It's a Sissyful Life

by sliderx on Aug 23, 2015
Fetish

John sat in the basement, football on the TV, 4chan on his laptop. The game was pretty much a blowout, so he wasn't really paying attention. He was, however, greatly interested in the adult gifs (although 90% of the entries were webms) page he was on. There were a few threads that were catching his eye, girls playing with their asses, deep throat, but he was...

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The Dick Underneath The Stairs Part 1

by Liclovely on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

After driving around lost for 15 minutes, Tai finally located the apartment building she was looking for. She was there to view a two-bedroom apartment she had called about the previous day. She had recently completed two years of medical school at The University of Maryland. The commute from her present apartment was killing her. She needed to move closer t...

The Spin Cycle

by Dennis Page on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Every week or so I load up the laundry basket and head for the corner Wash-o-Matic. It's your typical Laundromat. A double row of washing machines lined up down the middle of the store with front-loading dryers along both walls. Neon lights hum and flicker overhead. A sign in the window announces "Wash, Dry and Fold" to passerby's. I lugged my basket into t...

Kevin's Journey to Findom Ch. 02

by drdick69 on Jul 6, 2020
Fetish

It had been a little over a month since Kevin had become my findom slave. We were both getting what we wanted. My belly was full of food, my laundry was done, and my bank account was getting fat. Kevin was getting to stare at my body when he wanted and even allowed to jerk off onto my boots once a week. I was beginning to enjoy school a lot more as the finan...

Late Night Laundry

by randallangdon on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Please send your comments via my profile. * Madeline went through the mental checklist in her head. "Okay, called Greg, door's locked, stove's off, Jacob's sleeping, toys are put away...Crap! What am I missing," she asked herself. She walked around the darkened condo trying to remember what she had forgotten to do. Her son Jacob was an early riser and woul...

Mrs. O'Reilly's Laundry Day

by milfleglover on Sep 26, 2017
Mature

Irene O'Reilly was working up a good sweat on her daily five-mile run through town. The 61-year-old white-haired beauty loved her runs, particularly on Saturday when she could take her time and not worry about rushing to work as a school principal. She was tall, five-eight, willowy at an athletic 130 pounds, all arms and legs pumping swiftly as she ran the...

Helen's Kinky Thing

by alexcarr on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Helen's Kinky thing © Alex Carr 2010 "I caught Helen sniffing your underwear." I was flabbergasted, Helen of all people? "Perhaps she was just seeing if it was dirty washing." I said in trying to find a feasible explanation, I mean, well women don't do that do they, dirty old men yes - and younger - but women? And women like Helen!?" I don't think so," my...

Caught Out Again and Again Ch. 01

by grgy56 on Aug 31, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

Caught Out Again and Again Ch. 1 "What the...?" My girlfriend Cheryl shouted out. I was standing in our apartment kitchen preparing lunch. That wasn't so bad but I was in a pinny which was open in the back and left my panty covered bum exposed. Up until then Cheryl had no inkling of my dressing fetish. But... let me start earlier. Before I met and moved in...

Natalie's Dirty Underwear Ch. 02

by Blucher on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

If you read and enjoyed the previous story about how I pleasured myself with my pretty neighbor's dirty laundry you will like this. Natalie, her husband Chris and their little boy Matt were going away on vacation for ten days. We live in next-door apartments with a translucent glass separation door between our balconies. For the past two years we have had a...

A Treat for Romeo

by Whiskey Will on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Suzanne slipped quietly out of bed. I opened one eye and watched her cross the room. Her 18 year old body was firm and shapely. A year in the tropic climate of the Philippines had been good to her. Her fair skin was now a shade of golden brown. In addition to few pounds of baby fat, she had also shed a lifetime of inhibitions. Something about being a world a...