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Katherine's Dream

by QueenieRegent on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Lying in the golden sun, Katherine listened to the crashing waves with her eyes closed, blocking out the irritating chatter of fellow holiday makers; humans. She twirled her lapis lazuli necklace with an absent mind as her thoughts shifted from her present, if a little mundane, vacation. No drama. No dicks. No fun. Just serenity; the peace and quiet she had...

Be Careful What You Wish For

by DVOL on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

You just never know when one of those moments is going to come along that you will never forget. I had decided to spend my vacation visiting a friend of mine who had moved far, far away. We had always had a flirtatious relationship but as she was married and I was usually involved with someone it never went further than trying to see who could make the other...

Steamy Vacation in Cancun

by 7cav on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

Last year my husband and I vacationed in Cancun. Cancun has a vibrant escort business and my husband talked me into trying one. I had to fill out a questionnaire about sexual turn-ons and what kind of escort I preferred and what kind of sex I liked and it even had a choice of cock sizes! At first we thought about a three way but at the last minute my husband...

Partners

by BlackeroseFL on Feb 12, 2019
BDSM

You walk into the dungeon together, stomach full of butterflies. You estimate at least fifty people are in the room, some playing on bondage equipment, others just mingling and talking. The scents of sweat, candle wax, leather, and lust fills the air. The two of you walk over to a set of wrestling mats on the floor, and he drops the small tote bag he brought...

Tina Gets a Work Out

by VictorCharlie on Apr 3, 2019
Loving Wives

My wife Tina and I are in our late and mid-30s respectively. We've been married for over 10 years and have three children together. Tina is a brown eyed beauty. She is short but quite curvy. I've always found her body desirable. Tina and I have always had a good sex life. A couple months ago when discussing fantasy I admitted to getting very turned on by the...

In-Flight Show

by Caffeinated_writer on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Jill awoke the day after college graduation on her floor and grabbed her cell phone, the only thing in the room besides her, to check the time. She sat up, blinked, and put on her hiking boots. She was still dressed from the night before and was ready to head out. As she walked out of her apartment, Jill barely paused as she hoisted her hiking pack onto her...

Caribbean Heat

by AimTwoPlease on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

[ This story is a slight update to one I previously posted to Usenet a couple of years ago under a different penname ] * Natalie and I went to Aruba for a week in a last ditch effort to resurrect a relationship that was in its dying stages. It might have worked, had it not been for a white string bikini. Or, perhaps more likely, the relationship was doome...

Photo Suprise

by beachbare on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I seem to have two sides to my life: to my 'normal' world I'm a ‘normal’ guy - however I have another life that steps over into the realm of the outrageous. And I have to say that over the past few years I has gotten out of control - however I recently moved and now live in a place that is much more conservative and I have to say is helping me calm my wilder...

The Roadtrip

by AlexisGold on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Yay yay yay, I say! I'm so excited to be on our way that I am actually clapping my hands. I get settled in my seat and smooth my skirt over my lap... Then think better of that and hike it a little bit. I'd be crazy if I pretended his hand wouldn't be up it in a matter of moments! The thought gets me excited and I clap my hands again! What's all the applause...

Play Ball

by HLD on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

The last time I visited home, I passed the old sandlot. There is a house there now, but I could not help but visualise our old chicken-wire backstop, crude frisbee bases, and the pile of dirt we called a pitcher's mound. When the weather was good, all the boys in the neighbourhood (and sometimes the girls, too) would spend their afternoons playing ball on th...