Today, like any other day, I woke up and thought about what I wanted to do with my day. I had the day off and no particular plans made, so the day was open to my own whims and desires. I got up, took a shower, and got dressed. While I was getting dressed, I thought "hm, maybe I could forgo a bra and take a little drive somewhere to see what happens". I immed...
I experimented with writing in 3rd person. I didn't like it very much, but felt it was an interesting premise. (c) 2002 Couture *********** You're only sitting here because your computer at home is broken. Yes, the old 400 Mhz has surfed it's last erotic story site and taken with it every last story you archived to a hidden folder. "Thank God for librar...
Lauren was weighed down with piles of jeans and looking through the sales racks at Stacy's when it occurred to her that she had to pee. In fact her bladder had been aching for the better part of an hour and she'd pushed the feeling aside, but now it came to the forefront with urgency. Pressing her inner thighs together, a feeling of dread settled in her stom...
It had been just over a week since my boyfriend and Pete had their playtime and we were all getting pretty busy with work and life in general. My boyfriend and I were both working lots of overtime, and it had been at least 5 days since we'd last fucked. I was horny and in desperate need of relief. To keep my mind off my frustration I decided to try to stay b...
"Oh...god...Dana...Dana..." Mr. Cleary breathed hard, stroking and pulling at his smallish penis hard and fast. The mirror reflected Mr. Cleary's pudgy form, standing completely nude by the sink counter where Dana had set her purse. His clothes were piled in a heap by his feet on the tiled floor of the women's restroom as he furiously stroked himself in fro...
Author's Note: the third story from "The Island" series where we find out a little about Jenny. *** III. Jenny's story Episode I. A slave must suffer Hi! My name is Jenny. I'm 20, and I should be the happiest slavegirl in the world! At first, I should introduce my Master. My Master's name is... just Master, he is imaginable. He lives only in the mind of...
I started playing with glory holes when I was young. For all they knew, it was another guy, a grandma, or some other deviant. Little did they know who was really in there playing with the penis they stuck through a hole in the wall. I remember how it all got started. One day, we were taking a family trip to the mountains. Since the drive was long and had v...
I have developed a fascination about people who secretly get themselves off in public. A couple of years ago I began to experiment with various techniques like sitting daydreaming (fantasizing) while I crossed my legs and squeezed my thighs. After realizing that I could occasionally sneak an orgasm, I started to watch for others who might be doing the same t...
You never know when something is going to happen. A simple trip to the mall can turn out to be an incredible experience. By the same token, you never can be sure what people will do. They will surprise you at every turn. In this case, a very pleasant surprise it was. I was doing a quick trip to our local mall to pick up a few things and people watch. It was...
On many levels, Eleanor was very proud of herself. She had just graduated high school, with a strong GPA and class ranking, a partial scholarship to a good university and several extracurriculars. She'd done this while figuring out her gender identity, figuring out coming out and hormones and all the other often embarrassing and difficult details that came w...