Nude World Order Stories

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Four

by sambones88 on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Have you ever seen the picture of a topless girl on the beach surrounded by 3 guys? Well, it very well could be me. I'm Tina, a 29 year-old single woman who has three best friends, all men. I grew up with Gino, Joe, and Arnie. We've been together since we were old enough to spit, climb trees and steal cigarettes from our parents. I guess you could say that...

The Reluctant Entertainer

by Pete Smith on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

A while back, my girlfriend Linda and I began playing a sexual game. It started when she was away for a few days; on the second day, when we spoke on the phone, she said she wanted me not to cum until she got home. I thought that was fun, so I agreed. It turned out that I spent most of the following three days jerking off, but I always forced myself to stop...

Locksmiths Have All the Fun

by JBEdwards on Feb 7, 2018
BDSM

I met Louise in my freshman year of college. She was the prettiest girl I had ever met, but she was special in another way. Unlike some pretty girls, who were stuck up, so to speak, Louise was charming and sweet. We dated for three months, but sexually I never got anywhere with her. We enjoyed some kissing and a little petting, but Louise was not really in...

Secret Agent's Helper

by streetpark on Jan 15, 2019
Romance

The bar was busier than June expected, but then, the hotel was busier than usual this weekend too. It looked like there was some sort of artist convention and a wedding reception both being held in the hotel itself. From the entrance coming from the hotel lobby, she scanned the crowded bar. There were several large groups obviously from the artist convention...

War Games

by seth_perm on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

The first thing I need to tell you is that this really happened. I know it's all very unlikely but remember one in a million chances happen nine times out of ten. First let me describe myself. My name is Martin. I'm not exactly what you'd call attractive but then nor am I hideous. My complexion isn't what I'd want it to be but I'm not repugnant as such. Pr...

Second Chances Ch. 02

by life_is_a_dance on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Rory stood outside the large storeroom at the docks, listening intently to the men speaking on the other side of the door. All were speaking Spanish, not a problem really, she could fluently speak the language, but it was what they were saying that made her flesh crawl. Drug shipment, a huge one worth millions of dollars that four men had already died over...

A New Way of Seeing Things Ch. 02

by BusyBadger on Sep 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

(Author's note: Thank you to all who have sent encouraging comments and e-mails! Writing is much easier when you know you have an interested audience. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, places, and/or things is coincidental. For those who have not read the first part of this story yet, this part may make more sense if you do.)...

Of Monsters and Men Ch. 01

by Queen_Vicki on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

She could feel her heart pounding and throbbing in her throat. The taste of fear forming in her mouth like the bad aftertaste of a stomach flu. A million beads of sweat broke out all over her body as she tightened her fingers a little harder around her purse strap, and quickened her pace on the sidewalk. She knew she would encounter trouble with the hoodlum...

The Pledge Mistress Ch. 12

by caligula97236 on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 12 -- A lecture from Ruth Burnside The morning exercise session came and went, followed by cooling off in the pool, showers, and breakfast. Afterwards the sorority members grabbed backpacks and headed out the front door to go on a two-day hiking trip with the Tri-Alphas. The only people remaining in the sorority house were Heather and the pledges....

Played

by mondotoken on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

David woke early that Saturday morning to find his cupboards bare and his refrigerator stocked with some spoiled milk and a stale bowl of instant mac and cheese. It had been about six weeks since he last worked and the portly writer had been supporting himself by working temp jobs for a local agency. The portly twenty something had recently moved to the city...