Striptease Stories

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Classic Fantasy: Voyeur

by darkangel001 on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It's six thirty-two precisely when the light comes on in the apartment building opposite, just as it does every week night when your neighbor comes home from work. You've already turned off your own bedroom light and removed the cloth that conceals the high-powered telescope you have pointed straight into her apartment, and as you place your eye up to the l...

Peggy Seduces Photographers

by jt3 on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

John can’t shake the image of Peggy out of his mind as he goes about his work taking photos at the bodybuilding contest. He wonders if he will ever see her again after last night and the way she disappeared this morning. Fortunately for him, a young photographer from the local newspaper is also covering the bodybuilding contest. John introduces himself to t...

The Escort

by extreme1000 on Dec 14, 2015
Fan Fiction

The Escort Jose Pena had spent almost a year working in a male strip club. Shortly after his 19th birthday, he, after a teacher he was sleeping with suggested it, decided to try his hand at stripping. He found a male strip club for women and quickly got a job there. Almost instantly he became the most popular dancer there. It helped that the young Mexican-Am...

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Agent Aphrodite

by ThrowAwayPenguin on Jul 4, 2017
Humor & Satire

You are Jennifer Beasley, codenamed Agent Aphrodite. You work as a field agent for the Bureau of Obscured Operations Begetting Subversion, or BOOBS for short, a secretive semi-private intelligence agency working to obstruct the plans of national and international evildoers. You are twenty-seven years old, a natural blonde and have to keep very fit because of...

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Laurie's a Good Girl

by ElGreco on Mar 25, 2018
Cheating Spouses

Laurie was a cute young lady. You wouldn't call her "sexy", or "hot". AAlthough she had D-cup breasts, a curvy figure, and a round backside, her demeanour was far too sweet. Her smile was warm and charming rather than sultry; her wardrobe favoured cardigans and trainers rather than short skirts and high heels. She was pretty, friendly and...

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You are nothing

by Macaw on Oct 27, 2016
BDSM

((Use the customizable tab to the right for this story.)) Wow, that weekend just went like a blur. After spending the past weekend with your long-distance Girlfriend Sophie, you've been left satisfied and ready to go ahead with your usual week. London station is so boring especially on a Monday morning. You're having to wait every hour for this wretched trai...

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A Bird in the Hand.

by enma on Jan 3, 2012
Erotic Couplings

The war is finally over. The lady dressed in black bows her head as your King signs the last slip of paper, signing away her freedom and that of her people. Her proud features struggle to conceal signs of a broken spirit and she shakily rises to leave as she is dismissed. Yes, the war is over, and it is now time to celebrate your hard-fought victory. You gri...

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Bettie Page, Pin-Up Queen

by DeniseNoe on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Mention Bettie (sometimes spelled Betty) Page and the image that springs to mind is of a pretty, smiling young woman with black hair, trademark short bangs across her forehead, posed provocatively. Bettie Page was a prominent pin-up of the 1950s who won a cult following through pictures both classically sensual and distinctly kinky. The woman who would beco...

Why

by Themajor49 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Some Why and Some What Sex, romance and lust. Are we just hormonally controlled biomechanical organisms or are we unique self-aware beings with freedom of choice? Who knows what really drives us. I am certainly not sure what drives me. I think it is the drama and the excitement. Is not that what people usually describe as romance? Actually most of all I thi...

Slave's Trial Trilogy: The Prologue

by Slave Oski on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My Master sat comfortably on our couch. He was talking to a friend from work, Mr. Webber. He was in his mid 20's like my Master and fairly attractive. While they talked in the living room I watched from the dining room, listening intently to their conversation. "I've never really thought about it." replied Webber, "I don't think I'd be able to." My Master...