Steph Stories

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Steph's Big Night

by Leslie on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Kevin had been in the bathtub since 4PM, and Leslie went to check on him. He had shaved his body, perfect for the evening to come. At this point he was just relaxing, his semi-erect cock lying on his firm stomach. Leslie couldn't help but feel aroused as she watched Kevin. She cared so much for him, and for his feminine side. They had been dating for two yea...

Kinky Girl Games 04

by poetposh on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

This story picks back up the day after the first game and crazy happens afterwards. Neither girl had any contact with the other except for a few business like texts. As Jennifer gets to Steph's apartment and knocks on the door, she is a little apprehensive to see for the first time after their session. Not knowing really how to act, Jennifer puts on a brave...

With the Boys

by Bellatrixie on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

"Steph?" Sean walked through the front door of the house he shared with his girlfriend as he and his buddies Kyle and Brock walked in the door. All of them were still in uniform since they had been in a hurry to get home and watch the game and had needed to make the necessary pit stops for pizza and beer. Sean had expected Steph to be hanging out in the livi...

Stephanie Anne

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I met Stephanie Anne on my first day at college. We were attending freshman indoctrination and ended up sitting next to each other. I've never been shy and she was good looking so I immediately hit on her. We left indoctrination to go for a pizza and ended up back in my room where we practically ripped each other clothes off. Steph had my cock in her mouth b...

Backstage Fun

by Wrathchild on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Steph was one of the first people to the arena where Guns N Roses would be playing. A hardcore Guns N Roses fan, she could not wait to see them, and as a guitarist herself, Steph could not wait to see Buckethead, one of the bands three guitarists. She had been obsessed with him since forever, and was ecstatic to the fact that he was now a member of her favor...

Frustrated Stephanie Ch. 08

by black saphire on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

"My parents are away all next week." Brenda announce with a grin. "So? What's that got to do with me?" Dave asked. "Plenty!" Brenda replied, her smile wider than ever. "It means our slut will be available at home for us to use as we please. Tony is never there anyway." Dave immediately felt his cock lurch to life. Brenda didn't miss the bulge in his pants...

Frustrated Stephanie Ch. 17

by black saphire on Oct 7, 2019
Fetish

Stephanie was tired. She had just finished ironing a whole stack of clothes and had put them away. As she pulled out the remaining stack of clothes from the ironing basket, she found some old underwear, obviously her father-in-laws as well as two pairs of granny panties. Sighing again, she made her way to her parent-in-laws bedroom. "May as well put these...

Grandma's Will

by ozland234 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Dedicated to my wife's grandma. (Not enough of this story is fiction). Thanks to BarBar for helping me with the plot and characterisation, and to James E. Henry for editing. This story is vastly improved because of their assistance. ------------------------------- Steph grimaced as she peered into her grandmother's room and wondered, once again, just what...

Sam's Story Pt. 06

by Shadykingcolor on Aug 13, 2019
Fetish

I sat naked against the door. Wearing only my cage. What the actual fuck. Why was the door left open? Did Mel plan on Steph seeing? Now what do i do? I sure as hell ain't leaving this room. What do I do? "BREAKFAST IS READY." Mel shouts up the stairs. I get up and walk over to the mirror. No way she didn't see this shiny silver steel cage on me. She's just...

Finally the Nest is Empty

by badge_25 on Jun 4, 2019
Erotic Couplings

At forty-eight years old, I entered the empty nest phase of my life. My wife Stephanie and I have two kids, both boys, and when the youngest left in August for his freshman year at the state university, Steph and I shared a conflicting set of emotions. On the one hand, we were melancholy, as so much of the last twenty plus years had been wrapped up in raisin...