Swirly Stories

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Infinite Scroll

Timestopper Begins Ch. 30

by Drmaxc on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 30 A summer's afternoon party After the lift incident I noted a distinct cooling in relations with Amanda and Dharini. They could not, of course, pin anything on me. On the face of it I was as much victim as they had been and, no doubt, it was not an experience they could even rationalise. Was it some sort of mass hallucination? Did they discuss it?...

Marabogo: Cuckold Island Ch. 02

by eeric on Aug 29, 2017
Fetish

"Hold the elevator please." Megan and Joshua heard a woman's voice just as the elevator doors were about to close. Joshua quickly held out his arm to so the doors wouldn't close. Through the small crowd of newly arrived guests, they saw a very scantily clad and rather chubby young woman coming at them. She was slightly jogging, her huge chest and big belly...

Inside the Garden Shed Ch. 08

by Drmaxc on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 8 -- the purpose of intercourse Autumn had come and it was no longer so warm in the garden. Even Gary was finding himself dressed most days in the garden; his visits to Zoe's or her visits to him curtailed. It was one thing to be mutually masturbating in the sunshine: rather another to be on a bed together. The latter seemed rather more what lovers...

Inside the Garden Shed Ch. 07

by Drmaxc on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 7 - Not really intercourse Zoe was adamant she was not going to cheat on her husband. It was a real concern of hers.. Gary and she had done a lot of masturbation together in the sunshine out of doors, sometimes even with their young friend, Zara, present. But he had not been allowed to touch Zoe. That was simply not permitted. His neighbour had ca...

Time Stops in the Mediterranean Day 12

by Drmaxc on Sep 18, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Day 12 Another day, another glorious day; it is what I so like about a Mediterranean summer compared to an English one - the guarantee of sunshine and warmth. It is not to say I do not like England in the summer; an English summer's day spent in the perfect English countryside can be the best of things drifting into a warm English night - but there is no gu...

The Spy Who Loved Me

by soroborn on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I finished wiping the last table, and straightened, feeling the tension in my back and the tiredness in my feet. "All done, boss," I called in the direction of the kitchen, getting a grunted acknowledgement. I grabbed my coat from the peg near the door and went out into the street, pulling the thin fabric around me in response to the late autumn chill. My...

Primetime Charna: Fresh Meat

by Audio-visual on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

This is the ninth part of the sexual biography of my wife, Charna. The first eight parts, in sequence, were "Teen Charna, My Bride to Be," "Teen Bride Charna's Honeymoon Adventures," "Teen Bride Charna Discovers My Best Man is the Best Man," "Teen Bride Charna Dates My Best Friend," "Teen Bride Charna's Going-Away Gangbang," "Primetime Charna: Nude Model," "...

Love at First Contact Ch. 01

by Inkidu on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The Ship I suppose we should start with my old Earth name, it was Leon Blackthorn by the way. I've always been fascinated with space. Where we've been in it, where I hope we will go one day. The limitless potential of limitless galaxies was something I could get behind. It was the none-to-distant future and the United States space program was a distant memo...

Amnesty Program Ch. 03

by Ambidentrous on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program. ---- The email from Professor Denton was waiting for Jason when he woke up the next morning. Jason, Your report from last night was very complete and Professor Suarez and I are pleased with the results. We realize now that we should have let you know that the kinds of exercises we are a...

Shadow School Ch. 06

by RedHotLadybug on Sep 26, 2017
NonHuman

Cameron felt on the verge of tears as she looked in the mirror. She hoped she wouldn't actually cry and ruin her mascara. After three weeks you'd think she'd be over the mess that was her Prom, but the whole night still haunted her. The memories were woven into the beautiful light blue gown she now wore. How could she get through this night in this dress?...