Wetting Pants Stories

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Strangers

by SxyRn2000 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

Desire for this moment had loomed in her head for years now. The anticipation and sexual excitement that took over her mind was beyond all control. She had waited to live this fantasy with him with great anticipation. She watched as each man walked into the bar wondering as the door opened if it may be him. He glanced around the bar trying to find her, their...

Sinfully Beautiful: Crystal

by Erotica_Writings on Sep 17, 2017
Text With Audio

* * * * * Click Here to hear the story. (5.5 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * Sinfully Beautiful series: "Crystal" Crystal sits quietly in the coffee house sipping on her cappuccino thinking of leaving her lover in his bed sound to sleep from the six hours of erotic sex. Her mind raced back to the moment she stood a...

Driving

by DianaM on Sep 14, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

How would you react if I was in your car with you and we're taking a little road trip. You have me scoot over a little so you can reach over and put your hand between my legs. You slowly move it up my inner thigh and touch my pussy through my jeans. You can feel it's hot and moist. You tell me to unzip my pants so you can reach your hand inside. What you fin...

Two Best Friends and One Boyfriend

by roseflavoredgypsy on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

My boyfriend Trent and I live together. I'm 25 years old, very thin, with dark eyes and dark, shoulder-length wavy hair. I have small tits, but beautifully perky with dark pink little pointy nipples. The perfect kind for nibbling on. Trent loves to suck one whole tit in his mouth at a time. I am generally a modest person, but I have to admit that I have a fa...

Walkway Lust Ch. 01

by ivysonline on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

One sunny Sunday afternoon we make out in the corner of the plus-fifteen, part of a system of enclosed walkways between buildings downtown. As it is late on a Sunday, the mall is quite quiet, and no-one comes through where we are, although people have occasionally been walking past just a few feet beyond our alcove. We've been kissing and teasing each othe...

The Hitchhiker

by unblest on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was driving late one night when I saw you walking along the side of the road. Long black hair trailing behind, you were wearing tight jeans and a loose shirt. As I passed, you turned your head to meet my eyes, a small smile on your face. Something made me pull over that I could not explain. You opened the door and climbed in, that knowing smile never leav...

Celebrity Bang Tour: Sofia Vergara

by Whale67 on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

I took a deep breath and opened the door. There she was that sexy Latina actor from a tv show about a family that's modern, but more importantly there were those glorious tits and that big round ass. "You ready Greg?" Sofia softly purred, there was a look in her brown eyes. I have seen girls have that look before and each time it ended with me hearing her as...

Party Bitch

by standingstones on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife informed me we were going to a party at her friend Laurie's house. I wasn't pleased to find that out. Laurie and myself were like oil and water, we didn't mix very well. I was never sure the reason why, other than Laurie was a bitchy woman. That Saturday arrived and we went to Laurie's house. I was barely greeted at the door when met. I promptly foun...

Groceries

by Algonquin Twit on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Marcus never really understood his attraction to grocery shopping but once again he found himself wandering the chilly aisles well before lunch time on a Tuesday. Sure, the store wasn't very crowded at that time in the morning and with so few people in the store, it was extra cool at that time. Walking through the produce section he couldn't help but gaze at...

Eaten by Big Bad

by SassyRed1 on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was a nice day, early spring, birds chirping, the cliché flowers blooming. I was standing at the window of my dingy office when she came in the door. She was cute, picnic basket over her arm, tear in her eye. She told me her name, Little Red Riding Hood. Red. It fit; her red hair was tucked under the hood of a red riding cloak, almost a cape even. These d...