Under The Blanket Stories

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Mark Ch. 01

by mark11093 on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is one of my most daring escapades in public nudity. Since I was very young, exhibitionism was my preferred way to turn on. The more daring display the more exhilarating it was. To this day I get hard just thinking about it. I was on a night flight to London. I was flying business class. I have had fun on many flights but this was to be the boldest and...

Victoria, Goddess of CFNM Pt. 09

by Jreforma on Sep 24, 2019
Fetish

It was evening, and Diane was checking her email account. Having just completed her degree in psychology, she had applied for several jobs, but there hadn't been any reply yet. While browsing one site of job listings, an advertisement popped up, offering some money in exchange for product testing. Deciding she had nothing to lose, she clicked on it. It redi...

Saffron Gets Hit By a Car Pt. 01

by VanessaEvans on Aug 31, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It all started when I was hit by a car as I walked home one night. Before I tell you about that, and how it changed my life, I'd better tell you a bit about myself. My name is Saffron Peterson. I'm 1.34m tall, skinny, natural strawberry blonde shoulder length hair, A cup conical breasts and smallish hips. My mother walked out on my father and I when I was...

My Modern Wife Tamed by a Villager

by jay2020 on Dec 10, 2019
Mature

My urban modern wife tamed by a villager in train This was October last year. Sitting in my Delhi office I got a message from my parental home to come with family to fix marriage of my nephew. Prospective bride's family was to come next day to finalize marriage proposal. I decided to rush with my wife by earliest train. My wife Ridima is 44 with medium bu...

The RIde

by elgemowtf on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Many years ago, the following events took place. I attempted to reproduce what happened as acurately as possible. I hope you enjoy the story :-). My girlfriend Alia and I were in the back of her station wagon. We had blankets, a couple of pillows, and the wagon was one of those old 70's jobs: the only thing it lacked to be more cliche were wooden panels on...

One Wild Night Pt. 01: Coach Samantha

by pinkysurprise on Nov 2, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Standing back from the luggage carousel, Samantha yawned and cracked her neck. She'd spotted her purple rolling bag right away, and was just waiting for Jake and the students to find theirs among the cascade of identical black duffles. She rolled her shoulders, trying to work out the kinks from the cramped coach flight. Jake was not-so-subtly admiring the w...

Silent Dream

by September Skye on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

When you come home late after a long, hard day . . . imagine me putting you comfortably in a couch, taking off your pants, and putting a blanket over your lap so you'll feel warm, and then giving you a cup of tea to drink. Tea always calms me down. Imagine then that I kneel on the floor before you and massage your feet, gently . . . holding them in my hands,...

Trans Erotica Airline

by obg on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Dear __________ - Sorry I haven't written in a couple weeks but I've been overseas. Had a very interesting experience I wanted to tell you about. Thought you'd appreciate it. You know I've been traveling to Asia for some time. It's a long flight. I've found a way of dealing with the boredom that works for me, but goes against all the "standard" advice. I...

Amanda in Taiwan Ch. 01

by Lauries Husband on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Well, there was no doubt it was your first international long-distance flight. The last ten hours from Seattle to Taipei were hard on you; I admit that having you change into that little sundress, and insisting that you leave your underwear in the carry-on didn't help. When the lights went off after dinner and most of the passengers in business class were wa...

The Bus to Croweville

by JorisKHuysmans on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"You go to Croweville?" I asked the bus driver. "Sure do, we'll be there about 2:15. In the a.m.," the driver said pointedly. "Thanks," I said, my eyes adjusting from the buglight glare of the terminal to the dark interior of the coach. I scanned up and down but every pair of seats had at least one taken, most by dozing older folks or wary-looking migrant...