Voyeurism - Page 65

Boilerplate disclaimer: This story is fictional in its entirety. The characters mentioned herein do not exist and have never existed, and the events transcribed have never, to the author's knowledge, occurred. This story is designed for adults, and only for adults

ege Girls By John Morrison/anonymous Creator of “The Adventures of John and Holly” Chapter 3: Not So Secret Lovers Cynthia unlocked the door to the suite, entering the darkened living room

This is a story that seems to always get me hard and wanting to jack off every time I recall it, so I hope it does the same for you. It is something I can’t explain but I have always wanted to watch my wife suck and fuck another man while I lay beside them and wait my turn

Today was the Black Dahlia’s annual virgin auction, and Richard was on a very short list of invitees. There were only 10 virgins in the auction. But since the Dahlia was a sex club, there were over 100 women the attendees could fuck at their leisure

atie got her meals free from the excellent kitchens, it paid unexpectedly well for what was basically a part-time domestic role, and she got a significant discount on rooms at any of the other four and five star hotels in the chain that were scattered around the world in far flung and exotic locales

Short Stories I & II I - OUR INTRODUCTION It's always nice to recall our sexual activities especially our first sexual interaction with special friends. We are very much novices at sexual activity between couples or singles

Taking Sarah, Part Three The plan. Now that Cindy was onboard, we needed to look at the situation and pick the best course for success and also to avoid any problems as we were venturing into taboo territory

I first met my future sister-in-law shortly after her sister and I started dating. That first night I went in the house to get Betty (not her real name) to go out for the evening. There she was, Rosie(also not her real name) Betty's younger sister

I walk into the Moore's Town library and look around. I scrunch my nose when the smell of old books assaults my most sensitive sense. I get a chill across my legs and try to pull them down a bit to cover more of me. I knew I should have worn pants instead of cargo shorts

This happened in the late-sixties in the state of Rhode Island. I am fully aware that this happened a long time ago and some of the details are fading or even failing me. But I have relived these events so many times in my memory that they are almost burnt in

Sometimes crazy events are remembered by where and when things happen. While my parents are on vacation I had hoped to have a usual, clueless, homework filled to the gun walls kind of time; intermittently excited by the presence of my best friend Samantha

my name is Sudhir. My wife Rajshree works in a MNC at Delhi. I will tell the story how my wife got banged by her boss for job promotion. The story starts the month after I lost my job due to recession and Rajshree had to work hard to make our expenses meet

The ride back was pretty intense. We had chosen the Skipper's trail to go down. It was probably a little too advanced for me. Paul had the time of his life launching himself down vertical drops. Whereas I was a little more circumspect. Perhaps a metaphor that summed us up perfectly

Underage Drinking I own a pretty good chunk of woods on the outskirts of town. There are several logging roads running through it. One road in particular goes up to a pretty nice clearing. The local kids like to go up there and party, get drunk, and smoke some pot

One Dark Wintry Night By Jax_Teller I was searching for sexual entertainment one dark wintry night in Buffalo NY. It was hard finding any activity in a town covered in thirty six inches of fresh snow with wind chills of minus twenty seven