Recently I've been adapting to my little exhibitionist side, like purposely getting desperate in public and hiding it. I try to avoid public bathrooms which increases the difficulty of being unnoticed. So for the past few months, I've been doing this little "game" of unnoticed desperation, I also wore a extra pairs of pants sometimes or one in my purse for u...
He lived a couple of apartments down from me. I used to try to run into him in the hallways and one night, I ran into him in the laundry room. I was washing my work outfits, which basically meant loads of lingerie. I had dumped my bag out on the folding table and was sorting them out by color when he came in with a load of his own clothes. 'Jackpot,' I thou...
The heat beneath my fingertips was amazing. There was a definite bulge in his boxer briefs but I suspected, despite the impressive size, that he wasn't quite aroused. I used the tips of my fingers around the waist band of his boxers but I was nervous and it took me a couple tries to slide my fingers beneath the elastic. Once I finally managed it, I slid my f...
Marjorie smiled as the two boys looked at her with such desire. Suddenly, what was an embarrassment for her had turned into something with marvelous possibilities. She tried to act casual, actually savoring the iridescent joy of watching the bright green grasshopper mindlessly hop around the quivering, flowing flesh coming delightfully closer and closer to l...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This is a true story in a series of true stories as told to me by my friend Jeff. *********** I was born in 1946, just after WW2. Everybody in England had a country to rebuild, especially in London, where I lived. My parents, as did everyone else, went to work, my mother start...
Men will never know how lucky they are to be able to pee standing up—seriously. There're not many instances in which I would gladly change genders, but the after-movie rush for the bathrooms is one of them. While men seem to constantly be able to file in and out of the bathroom with ease (and there are never lines that spill out and around the corner), we wo...
Chapter 1: The Setup Emma was 22 when she graduated from college with a degree in English Literature and Music studies, and after studying day and night for the last six-months of her life to come away top of her class, she decided she needed a gap-year of pure relaxation in Europe, her first stop being the islands of the Mediterranean. She had a near perfe...
We were on the final leg of our journey back from a college trip, making good time until an accident closed the road in front. We were stuck in a long queue of traffic, not going anywhere, already half an hour had passed. There were only a few of us left, the students like myself who lived in the nearby village. It was getting dark quickly. My best friend...
Chapter Nine Saturday Morning (All of the characters in this story are completely fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise, is entirely coincidental. Also all of the characters are well over the age of 18 – in fact the youngest is nearer 28.) "Good morning everyone." "Good morning Miss Sarah." "Did everyone enjoy their bac...
Hi, I’m Kalilah. Everyone calls me K. Right now I’m waiting for my boyfriend and after he leaves, I can tell you exactly what happened. But right now, I’m going to go get dressed. 3:43am He just left and I feel like a sex goddess. I ended up doing way more than I planned but let me start at the beginning. He pulled up in the driveway and I met him at the...