Storage Stories

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by Krosis on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It began about a year ago. Dina, one of the secretaries, kept giving me strange looks at work (I'm a computer tech named Devon, by the way...I work for a medium-size corporation). After a week or so of this she caught my eye and beckoned me to follow her into an unused storage closet. I closed the door and she was all over me, kissing and groping. I couldn'...

Storage Room In A Small Dark Hallway

by MySecretDesire on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Special thanks to ashpuppy who took time out of her schedule to edit this for me. **** I went with Lou to a law symposium last spring at an upscale hotel in Phoenix where he got to watch me turn in on for another man. I wore an unusually revealing black dress that evening. It was shorter than anything Lou had ever seen me wear in public. Being that this...

Storage unit

by EJsSiha on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I've been working in the storage unit for a while. My knees are already aching from contact with the cement. I glance at myself in the mirror and my heart skips as the lights go out. "Fuck" I mutter as I heave myself to my feet. Suddenly i hear a growl behind me. Before I can turn around you lace your hand threw the base of my ponytail and yank me back dow...

Storage Locker

by Cassoulet on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Sunday morning – like so many others. A sharp elbow in the ribs from my wife roused me from a deep sleep. In my drowsy state, I chose to believe the pain was caused by a pulled muscle – my entire body ached anyway – what was one more pain? "Don!" I heard…slowly coming to realization that in addition to bruising my side, Julie, my persistent better half had...

Storage Facility Encounter

by oldhippie1949 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I drove out to my storage unit today thinking that it would be a typical trip to stow some more of my life away for safekeeping. It certainly didn't turn out that way. A little background first: I used to live out on the South Fork but after my divorce, and after the real estate boom, I could no longer afford to live there. As an example, when I bought my w...

Storage Wars: Nabila and Laura

by Irish Moss on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since it is based on reality TV stars. Although I hope you enjoy it, I'm sure it won't appeal to everyone. I encourage intelligent feedback but please don't get nasty just because it wasn't your cup of tea. Your opinions are...

Storage Wars: Nabila and Brandi

by Irish Moss on Sep 13, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...

Storage Foom Fun

by housewife09 on Dec 12, 2018
Interracial Love

My wife Sandy worked at out local Wal-Mart on the midnight shift stocking shelves. The works was not too hard and the pay was decent. Plus in the early hours of the morning, the store was practically empty. Sandy's boss was a man named Marty. He was a black man about ten years younger than my wife. Sandy said that he was a nice man and they often spent the...

The Invited

by storagemistress on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

The things I see in my tumblr feed give me all kinds of ideas. A recent fascination of mine is sexy women wearing strap on cocks. I stumbled across a couple of hot black and white photos of shapely women in strap on harnesses and the juxtaposition of womanly curves against the hard silicone and leather straps of the harness fascinated me. I hadn't seen anyth...

Self Storage

by HungryGuy on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Harry walked into his storage room, actually the 3rd bedroom of his sprawling one-story house in a suburban neighborhood. The room was sparsely furnished, containing only an antique divan and a small desk. A step ladder and several moving storage boxes were piled in one corner. He leaned over the desk and ran his finger down an open calendar to the month o...