This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Writer ponders the reason for Nude Day, when every day is Nude Day. * Admittedly, I'm a pervert but, sadly, I'm not a pervert in good standing. Doubly ashamed, for being a pervert and for not being a pervert in good standing, unable to do anything right, I no longer know where I fit or don't fit in society....
02 - On Touching I'm very touch oriented. My ladywife read a book once upon a time called "The Five Love Languages" or somesuch Venus-oriented self-help title. When she finished reading it, she came and declared unto me this Great Truth - "You are a Touch person. You tell people you care about them by touching them." I looked down at my hand, which was busi...
Perverts like you must pay to peak. Do not think I have not noticed you. Every time you entire my office, you constantly avert your eyes to the crevice and crack of my breasts, or the supple curves of my ass in my tight pencil skirts. I know it is not easy to keep your perversions in your pants. Every time you are sitting in my office chairs or on your way o...
Copyright © 2013 Charlie the Wanking Wanker and Kingswoman Written by Charlie the Wanking Wanker. Voiced by Kingswoman. Note from Charlie: I would just like to say thank you for the response to the 'Big Tits Sex Therapist' story and audio that Kingswoman kindly voiced. This story is a follow-on story about Mrs Alltits and Janet the receptionist. Charlie th...
I haven't written anything in awhile, and have gotten many emails requesting I write another story, If you have read my past stories, you would notice that, sexually, I enjoy being used like a piece of fuck meat. Just a whore with holes for men to use. This story will be about yet another way I would love to be used. Hope you enjoy. Being used by two men...
A while ago, I wrote about some role-playing Lynne and I did when I pretended to be installing cable television for her. I mentioned another game we have played sometimes, where we dry-hump on an elevator in an office building downtown. A few days ago, we decided that would be a fun way to spend a morning so I drove with her to a new building, just opened an...
Each story begins as if it is the only one because many people jump ahead. When playing our flashing games in elevators we attempted to make men our teasing subjects. But, you know that there is no way of knowing who's behind those elevator doors, no matter which side you are standing. In all the many years we've played those crazy games I can't remember m...
This story is based on what may be an urban myth from my college days. A fraternity brother told me about the incident after my own adventure, described in my story "Pledge Class Payback" so I believe it to be true. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to writ...
As Emily walked out of her bed room she found Tom standing there waiting for her in the hallway with a look of disappointment. "What's wrong?" she asked. "You're going dressed like that?" he replied. "I see nothing wrong with what I'm wearing." Emily was wearing a navy blue blouse with the top two buttons undone, a black skirt that went down to just belo...
The Teacher Calls Ring, Ring. "Hello. How are you?" I recognized the voice, and my heart skipped a beat, it sounded familiar but I hadn't heard it in months, since the day I'd stepped off the train into the Amtrak station. "Hi. I'm doing fine." I relied, the surprise evident in my voice. "Do you know who this is?" she asked. "Yes, it's Lara." I respon...