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Hubby Dares

by sharedare on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I suppose there are many different ways people keep their relationships healthy, but for hubby and I, an active and adventurous sex life seems to be one or our keys to success. With that in mind, we have found that tossing dares at each other from time to time both challenges and stimulates our sexual energy. Here are a few of our stories. Hubby's Dare #1:...

Yvonne with Erin’s Weekend Ch. 02

by yvonne2011 on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Erin here, I won't try to recap the story so far. Just go back and read Part I. ***** I sat by the pool, naked and alone, while everybody else got ready to leave wondering what was next. Sue came out with an E-Book. "This has all of Yvonne's stories. I've put a note there with the ones you'll like. They'll get you ready for your next adventure." She pointe...

The New Slave Ch. 60

by bullballs_1 on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 60, Kim Collects Another Specimen from Ross Ross rolled over onto his side, his cock bobbing out in front of him as he moved around to obey Kim's orders. Still holding the taser gun, she quietly directed him, careful to make sure that they didn't wake up Terri. "Roll over on your side and reach around the tree, one arm around each side. Lace your f...

A Tree! A Tree! (2018) Pt. 03

by SweetStein on Oct 29, 2018
BDSM

With each step, it got harder to see Tom's nude body through the trees. I loved that even at a distance it was obvious that he was nude. That black patch of pubes right in the middle of his body! It was so perfect. There was a spot about ten yards up the trail from the cabin where I would lose sight of him if I went any further. Feeling protective, I though...

Caught

by Julie20 on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I was awake early this morning and it did not take me long to get dressed, breakfasted and such then it was into the car. I had remembered to take a holdall, my red scarf and a thick elastic band. I was wearing a green t shirt and a shortish brown skirt. It was a lovely drive out to the forest; the forecast was correct and the sky was a brilliant blue. Just...

The New Slave Ch. 61

by bullballs_1 on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 61, Ross is Returned It took just under 3 hours to walk out of the canyon and get to the truck that Terri had hidden away. It was common for slave hunters to hide their vehicles, especially in outer areas such as the area that Kim and Terri were hunting in. Their trip to the nearest town wouldn't take that long and both were in a hurry to get rid of...

Gillian Newark's School Tales Ch. 07

by SylviaG on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

The phone rang downstairs in the hall. I heard the answer phone kick in, and then I heard Pete's agitated voice. "I can't make it at the moment, I, I'm stuck. I'll be as quick as I can, don't worry." I began to struggle but it was no use. Even if I had the key I wouldn't have been able to use it. The phone went again around 20 minutes later. "Don't panic...

Julie Alone

by Julie20 on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

My weekend of humiliation actually began on Friday morning after reading your email telling me that I had to put myself in punishment. I left the laptop and went into my bedroom to get dressed and I took from my drawer a pair of bottle green hockey pants. I have not done any sport since leaving school but sometimes I like to make myself wear gym pants like a...

Julie Bound

by Julie20 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

My weekend of humiliation actually began on Friday morning after reading your email telling me that I had to put myself in punishment. I left the laptop and went into my bedroom to get dressed and I took from my drawer a pair of bottle green hockey pants. I have not done any sport since leaving school but sometimes I like to make myself wear gym pants like a...

Anya Ch. 06

by RumboldSpyker on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

When I woke—it was Sunday morning--I realised that Anya had been awake for some time; she was sitting up at her desk wearing only her collar and a silky dressing gown as she wrote in her diary. "Good morning," I said. "Good morning, Sir. I didn't realise you were awake." "I only just woke. How long have you been writing?" "Just a little while—but I have j...