Wicked Weasel Stories

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Phone Fantasy

by silken_desirez on Sep 13, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

I'm restless tonight, terribly restless, my body aching for something I can't have. You're out of town, and although I understand why, I curse you for it in this moment when I want you, need you so keenly. I crawl into the cool sheets of our bed trying to sleep, but that oblivion is elusive. I watch as the hands of the clock creep slowly toward morning I giv...

Why Fight? Ch. 02

by silly_simpleton on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

I take my time, working my way down the left side of your body. A few lashes to your chest. Your brows furrow. Lashes down your right leg, followed by lashes to your buttock. Jaws clench. I can tell you're fighting the urge to run, protect yourself, anything to dull the pain. I work my way back forward, dangerously close to your cock, now bobbing lightly wit...

Rustling in the Library

by britishknight on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Light shone on to a lonely desk at the back of a large room, bouncing off the varnished wood to illuminate a few of the dusty volumes lining the surrounding bookshelves. Silence filled the room, save for the occasional turning of a page. When Sam entered the room the door swung shut abruptly behind him with a dull thud that echoed through the stacks. He wan...

Watching You

by BellaBestia on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The fist time I saw her I was absentmindedly staring out my office window trying and failing to pay attention to the conference call from Chicago. I caught a glimpse of her in the office window across the street, walking across the room and untying the black trench coat slowly with every step, letting it slip to the floor once she reached the desk. Even at a...

Welcome Guests

by orion1066 on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Standing at the bar, waiting for our hosts to join us, we ordered a drink and stood around chatting. Shortly, our new found friends entered the bar area and came over towards us. With them were two extremely attractive girls, wearing the shortest skirts any of us had seen in a long time. The first girl was a blonde, with striking green eyes, long tanned leg...

Trouble With Erica

by Phileros on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

How do you deal with a taunting, tormenting teenager whose wicked pleasure it is to seduce her stepfather? I found an answer to this question – but only after my resistance to temptation had been tested to the limit. It was several months after I had married Marion that the trouble with Erica, her only daughter, began. She was an attractive girl, wearing he...

Threads: A Harry and Barbara Story

by WesternMovieFan on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"You're being uncharacteristically quiet." Barbara made the observation as Harry drove through the dark, nearly empty streets. They were on their way home from a "required" social function that neither had wanted to attend, but which Barbara found she had rather enjoyed. Harry hadn't spoken since they had entered the car. He glanced over at his wife, who wa...

Neighborhood Star, Encore!

by GloriaWill on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It seems like all I've had on my mind lately is Robbie, Billy and Tommy. Ever since Robbie told me him and the other two boys saw be naked at a neighborhood pool party several years ago, I've had this underlying tingle and at the same time a certain about of dread caused by their request for me to get naked for them again! The tingle caused by the fact tha...

Seven Days

by Apollo3000 on Sep 17, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Easing back into her comfy leather office chair, Tara provocatively chewed on a pencil for the sole benefit of one of her thirty-something colleagues a few feet away. He pretended not to notice how she teased the pencil back and forth, swinging her stockinged right foot at the same time, her stiletto heel dangling from her beautifully manicured toes. The gro...

Manhattan By Night

by fafhrd09 on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Synthia looked stunning in her new dress. It was a grey sweater-dress, clingly in all the right places, but warm on this chilly Manhattan night. Black stockings, the material woven in an intricate whirl pattern, and two-inch black heels completed her outfit; Synthia didn't often wear jewelry, and he had often commented that next to her sparkling eyes and swe...