Stealing Stories

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A Scam for Everything

by dirtyjoe69 on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Don't get me wrong I love the internet. It allows me to do a plethora of different things from banking, chatting with friends, online gaming, keeping up on my favorite sports teams' statistics, playing poker and many more things, but I am really getting fed up with all the online scams that are out there. Gone are the days when the scams were just on the ph...

Sweet Sweet Theft

by Mirrored on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

KleptophiliaA sexual deviation in which the person derives sexual excitement from stealing. I carefully jiggle the handle of the door, listening to the lock inside. A faint flush spreads across my cheeks as I slide the pick in, wiggling it carefully, quickly, and quietly to undo the lock. Spring locks are sooo easy. I turn the handle quickly, and slide insi...

Risky, Risky

by jen123jen on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

As usual, life happens and I get busy doing things - some fun and sexy, most not. But I wanted to write about what happened this past winter and spring with an online friend (master). He knew just how to push my buttons. He knew I needed to be exposed, humiliated, embarrassed, pushed. He knew (most of the time) that if he pushed me a little at a time, I'd d...

Boudoir Models Ch. 02

by R_Peterson on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter Two – The Studio Todd continued to arrive early each day in anticipation of catching his thief. This morning he would not be disappointed. He noticed the security log had documented another late night entry. He rushed over to the VCR to find that it had recorded something and quickly placed it into rewind. A minute later he was watching a stranger d...

Dancing for Each Oher

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I entered the smoky, dimly lit bar and sat in a stool next to the dance floor. A curvy blonde broke away from the dancing and floated over to me, two glasses and a bottle of bubbly in hand. We drank as we explored each other with our eyes and she undressed me with her baby blues. Colored lights slowly emerged, bouncing off a twirling silver ball in the ceili...

Adventures of the Silver Wolves

by theblueblue on Jul 4, 2004
Fantasy

Lance stared at the ceiling above him. He was once again in the Forestgrove jail. He had been in and out so often that he had his own cell that they reserved especially for him. He never did anything over the edge like murder or steal. He just got a little unruly when he had a little too much to drink and they would take him to the jail until he sobered up....

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The Naughty Licks Pt. 01-02

by DanteReign on Jan 21, 2020
BDSM

Part 1 Ariana's lips were soft on his neck, waking him gently from his slumber with a stiffening erection between her nimble fingers. He groaned with her slow rubbing, fidgeting to consciousness and turning to face her. His hand rose lazily to her cheek, stealing her lips from his neck for a quick peck. Her mouth opened and her tongue searched the air for h...

She Tries To Forget Ch. 15

by D.C. Roi on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Passion in James County XVI After Ann called the store, she walked across the lawn between Martin's house and hers, went inside, and began packing. She had a hard time believing all of the things that had happened that day, and were still happening. Martin had found out that Lonnie wasn't in jail, which made her feel a little better. And the fact that her n...

High School Custodian Ch. 02

by Timothy_McGee on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

* All persons in this text are over the age of 18. ** Please read Chapter 1 before reading this chapter. Chapter 2 - The Fetish My name is Timothy, and I just started working at my old high school as a custodian. Within the first few weeks, I succumbed to the memories and fantasies I still held on to, dredging up years of forgotten libido, and masturbate...

Second Chances Ch. 00

by lili82 on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

It started off as a regular Sunday night dinner at his parents' house. It was a tradition Angela Banks instituted when her oldest child moved out of the house seven years before. Now all her babies had moved out and they all came back every Sunday, just for her. "Hey, Mama", her oldest child, Katrina Lynn, or Lynn, greeted her; bussing her cheek and walkin...