Wearing Panties At The Bookstore Stories

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Bookstore Whore

by BookstoreGuy on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Though I'd dated my wife for more than five years before we got married, she was never fully aware of my passion for fucking around at adult theaters and dirty bookstores with booths. Though we had discussed and even fantasized about taking her into an adult theater, it wasn't until after we were married that she finally gave in and fulfilled my fantasy of b...

The Romance Section

by UBelongOnUrKnees on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Let me tell you a little bit about Britney. I found her at the bookstore I own about two months ago, looking in the Romance section. Judging by the way her legs were clenched together under her skirt, I could tell she was probably creaming already just from reading the summaries on the back of the books. Obviously she wasn't computer literate enough to figur...

The Life of Janice Ch. 13

by Kim_Oh_No on Sep 10, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

The final chapter A lot has happened since that bachelorette party. The money from the sale of my house purchased a little cottage in a coastal town in Oregon as well as a bookstore coffee house. I spend my days talking, reading and making drinks and food for my friends. Cindy taught me how to make all kinds of drinks and together we learned how to make pa...

Bookstore Encounter

by kinky shy girl on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I'm a bookworm, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I love to spend hours in the bookstore, browsing the aisles for quality fiction, noir novels, history books, you name it. When most girls my age are hitting the bar, I'm in the local bookstore. It's not that I can't get dates. I receive enough attention from the opposite sex. I am a petite Asian female with a...

Redheaded Delight

by biggshow13 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I have two favorite things, when it comes to women: red hair, and plump, well-rounded bodies. This is a story about finding both, all in one incredible package. I am an avid reader, and spend a lot of time at the local bookstores, always looking for new books by my favorite authors, or new authors to try out. For me, a great Saturday night was a couple of...

The CandyStore Bookstore

by Fractured_Flower on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I couldn't begin to count the number of times I've passed by the nearest adult bookstore to my house, and yet I can never remember anyone entering or exiting through the single mirrored glass door. It was a seedy looking place which was actually adjoined to The CandyStore Dance Lounge, which of course is a strip club. Since I was young I could even remember...

Bookstore Flashing

by deadhd on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My wife and I have been married for 26 years and have enjoyed flashing her body to strangers for most of those years. It started when we were first married and went from there. This adventure happened in late 1977. By this time, Jane had been flashing and teasing for three years now but always at a distance. Riding nude on long trips and letting truckers s...

Transition from Man to Lady

by nancyvasquez on Oct 10, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was born male, but both physically and emotionally I was more female. I went out of my way to - just barely - avoid being regarded as a sissy by my peers growing up. But after I hit puberty I never really developed the physical characteristics associated with manliness. By age 18 I had reached my full height of 5',6", and was small boned and delicately bui...

Ariel's Needs

by strawberryangel on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

~ Eternal thanks to sexstringwizard.... and for my friend Brettj.~ Ariel loved to visit her local town book store, several times a week, in fact. She loved the people, the smell of fresh baked goods and coffee at the little coffee shop. But mostly, she loved the books. She used them as a means to escape. She was small and cute, and was 5' tall with a petite...

Behind the Toy Store

by Bluepen451 on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was well before daylight on an early January morning as the motorcyclist sped through the darkened streets of the university town on the Central California coast. The streets were wet from the night's heavy rain. She had been riding for about half an hour down from her house, high in the hills above the town, with no regard for speed limits, loving the ru...