Outdoor Shower Stories

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Loving Carolyn Ch. 3

by jacktar48 on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

Naked, I stepped into the bathroom. The steamy air was fragrant with the scent of soap and some flowery perfume. Through the mist I could see my wife and Cynthia in the shower. The curtain over the large roman-style tub and shower was partly open, and Cynthia was shampooing Carolyn's soft red-gold hair as she sat on the edge of the tub. My job. I ground my t...

Her Perfect Butt Ch. 02

by FlynnMichaels on Sep 26, 2017
Anal

"Do you want to rub against my butt?" This had become my favorite phrase. K was my incredibly hot but straight-laced girlfriend. She was petite and blond, with a tight, athletic body. We had been dating for some time and I had begun to worry that, maybe because of her conservative upbringing, sex was becoming rather mundane. But then, quite by accident,...

Badge of Dishonor Ch. 03

by D.C. Roi on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Passion In James County X Badge of Dishonor By D.C. Roi Chapter three Alex Martin, a handsome, bulky man with light brown hair and clear blue eyes, woke up, looked out the bedroom window, and saw that it was just starting to get light. The rising sun was still just a brilliant golden-glow on the horizon. His wife, Jennifer, was lying next to him on her...

Coffee

by katxmeowx on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The day on all accounts started really crappy the same crap at my work and the same feeling of wanting to quite if only I could afford it. I spent my lunch at the café down the road ah Costa's its bloody expensive but worth it. I was just sitting drinking my cappuccino and reading one of my romance novels when for some reason I looked up and ordering at th...

Morning Masturbation Together

by EnglishTongue on Oct 14, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Sunday Jack opened his eyes and looked around. They adjusted to the low light and he made out the familiar shapes in his spare room. He spread out and stretched into a star shape. He had slept well in the double bed in his room. He reached across to check his phone for the time: 6:45 am. His body clock never changed from the week. He could feel his hard...

A Letter To A Pen-Pal

by bbkradwell on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Well, SHE'S GONE AGAIN...!! :( Damn, I HATE G'Byes!! I hate, Hate, HATE 'em!! We counted Amber's orgasms ALL weekend and she had a grand total of thirty-three!! (It would've been 34 but we didn't count that last one in her car as she drove me to work!![Because it was Monday afternoon. And our contest, to see who can cum the most, specifically stated, "to e...

Thursdays 10/6 Pt. 01

by DoctorM on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

On Wednesday evening, the following email from my paramour appeared in my inbox, leading to a simultaneous wave of disappointment and excitement: Monthly visitor has arrived. Magnificent blowjob awaits! The next morning I woke up earlier than usual, stirred from my sleep by sounds from the bathroom. The door was cracked, and wisps of steam billowed out. My...

Fraternity Whore

by jonstevens on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

Back in college I was president of my fraternity. It was a glorious position as everyone from sorority girls, to freshman girls to alumni girls loved me and really liked the idea of hanging with a president. I did not care about most of the girls I came in contact with particularly Megan. As president of the house, I always felt it my duty to stay relativel...

Unseen Pleasures

by jenyes on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Blindfolded and hogtied, she had slept for a short time on the bed. Unsure of the time, her arms and legs cramping brought her back to consciousness. A brief struggle confirms that she is powerless to relieve the clamps and she softly moans in agony. The rope behind her tightens, causing her to squirm again but the tension is soon gone as her bounds are loo...

The Things One Does...

by PixelChick on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was still 29. I wasn't thirty yet - I wasn't a worn-out middle-aged woman, and for the simple reason that I refused to be. I did not want to cross the thirty-border, beyond which I would be unable to wear mini skirts of wedge-heeled shoes anymore; beyond which I could no longer giggle and leave early from dinner parties - I wouldn't be a girl anymore. In...