Red Head Stories

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Revenge Plan

by ptstewart on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

I hadn't seen my ex-wife for nearly two years. Not since we sat together on a low concrete wall outside the courthouse after the divorce proceedings. Even then I hoped things could be turned around, a miracle performed, that her heart could be turned back towards me. Now I see how foolish I must have seemed to her. I see how my timid accommodations and surre...

Who Says Rainy Days Are Bad?

by abbabecker on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Richard surveyed the misty grey scene from his front door. There was nothing worse than trying to get the enthusiasm to go to work when the weather was dismal, apart maybe from having to walk the two miles of course. He toyed with the idea of taking the bus. But no, walking to and from work each day had certainly shifted the excess weight that sitting in fro...

Bloodlust

by bubblygirl on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

He'd always liked redheads. I'd heard him say that once. I have a tendency to remember everything he says. I blushed when he told me what hair colour he liked though because I'd just dyed my hair a mahogany brown – in my eyes it was a sort of red, even if it was mostly brown. That was some time ago. Since then I've had a burning desire that I've tried to k...

Offlines

by WFEATHER on Sep 14, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

For much of this year, I was trading some rather interesting IMs with a friend halfway around the world. Because of the time difference, we are rarely ever on IM at the same time, so most of our interactions end up being via offline messages (i.e., when I am offline, she sends an IM to me which I then see when I sign on later, and vice versa). These have bec...

The Birthday

by andrus on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

You called and told me to meet you at some bar after work for drinks. When I arrived I was flustered scanning the room searching for. Where was my slender dark-haired beauty? I caught a glimpse of you standing in a crowded part of the bar your shoulder-length dark hair cascading sexually over your shoulders. You were still in your work clothes -- a cream-col...

A Muslim Lesbian Love Story

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Temptation comes to test the faith of the true believer, the noble Quran teaches this. I sighed as I entered the women's section of the Masjid, I spotted my friend Alimah already at prayer. She knelt, then bent all the way down, kissing the emerald carpeted floor. Don't look at her big butt, I silently told myself. Oops, too late. Why must temptation always...

Spinning

by quirkyqueen on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"I am really going to do this...Really?!" I say to myself as I am close to pressing the 'Enter' button on the totally black and low tech looking website. The website looks as if it hasn't been updated since the late 90's, but it has written postings from just yesterday. There are no photos except of a brightly colored red door with a curly whip knocker. The...

Joe's Garage

by Cole Black on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

"How long is it gonna take?" "I dunno. Could be an hour," said the mechanic. Then, as a burp of an afterthought: "Ma'am." Marie tossed up her hands and stalked to the pay phone. Twelve miles down the road, her sweet-natured client with the big green eyes was waiting, all saddled up with no one to ride him. And she had to be trapped with this, this DUDE, t...

The Deal

by ad68 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

J I had no real idea of what lay ahead but I knew it was going to be something exacting. Andrew was alone at home, and he told me to be ready for him at 7.00pm when he would pick me up. I saw the headlights of his car light up the wall. He was here. I picked up my overnight bag and dashed to the door, realising at the last minute that I still had my knicke...

The Church Lady

by Anais on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The day had barely muttered grayly through the closed window, had barely whispered in the tunnel of her pink ear, had only rolled once to stretch its clouded back and try to dim the sun with ash-cover that would deny the hour, when she knew. She guessed by the still of the apartment, by the strength of her own breathing, by the lack of a certain damp warmth...