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Rob the cook catches Wendy the waitress playing with herself.
"Author's note: this was written at the request of a reader. Hopefully I did it justice... there will be a second part of the story as well, also requested =)"
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Rob worked as a cook at a family restaurant, he was the only cook on late in the evenings because there just weren't that many people going in and out. At thirty-five years old this wasn't really where he had expected to be, but he liked the place and he liked the people It was enough pay to live on and have some for fun, and that's what he liked... lots of people liked to come eat there because he was a good cook and they liked the intimacy of it. Certain people worked at certain times during the day, there was a comforting security to it that was so often missing in modern busy lives.
“Author’s note: this was written at the request of a reader. Hopefully I did it justice… there will be a second part of the story as well, also requested =)”
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Rob worked as a cook at a family restaurant, he was the only cook on late in the evenings because there just weren’t that many people going in and out. At thirty-five years old this wasn’t really where he had expected to be, but he liked the place and he liked the people It was enough pay to live on and have some for fun, and that’s what he liked… lots of people liked to come eat there because he was a good cook and they liked the intimacy of it. Certain people worked at certain times during the day, there was a comforting security to it that was so often missing in modern busy lives. Read more »
She goes out on the prowl.
Fourteen years ago, at the age of 18, I became pregnant, and got married, three months before the birth. Two years later, I had my second son.
Six months after I had my second baby, my elder sister, Jenny, told me that, instead of sitting around, looking like an old woman, I needed a few nights out.
I knew that she went, with five or six friends to the local social club, every Friday night, to see local rock bands, but she had never invited me, before.
When we met, in a pub, I felt a bit dowdy, compared to the rest of the girls. I was dressed in an old white blouse, black trousers and sensible shoes. Jenny wore a short, low cut dress, which left little to the imagination. The others were dressed similarly, with loads of bright make-up on. They all looked very sexy. When I commented, on their dress sense, Jenny laughed, saying that all of the women dressed like them, and I would have to get my act together, if I wanted to come out with them again. When we got to the club, she was right, it was like a fashion parade.
Fourteen years ago, at the age of 18, I became pregnant, and got married, three months before the birth. Two years later, I had my second son.
Six months after I had my second baby, my elder sister, Jenny, told me that, instead of sitting around, looking like an old woman, I needed a few nights out.
I knew that she went, with five or six friends to the local social club, every Friday night, to see local rock bands, but she had never invited me, before.
When we met, in a pub, I felt a bit dowdy, compared to the rest of the girls. I was dressed in an old white blouse, black trousers and sensible shoes. Jenny wore a short, low cut dress, which left little to the imagination. The others were dressed similarly, with loads of bright make-up on. They all looked very sexy. When I commented, on their dress sense, Jenny laughed, saying that all of the women dressed like them, and I would have to get my act together, if I wanted to come out with them again. When we got to the club, she was right, it was like a fashion parade. Read more »
At dinner with a stranger, she is dessert.
"In the first story (Hotel Pictures Ch. 01) we told you the story about our first night in NYC, where we took in a Broadway play and then returned to the hotel for some heavy sex and picture play. Our pictures recorded our exhibitionism. Our exhibitionism took us into the hotel hallway, and finally into another man's room, where Molly received some great sex from two men.
We slept the night as a three. In the morning the man was gone. In his place we found a box and a note."
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“In the first story (Hotel Pictures Ch. 01) we told you the story about our first night in NYC, where we took in a Broadway play and then returned to the hotel for some heavy sex and picture play. Our pictures recorded our exhibitionism. Our exhibitionism took us into the hotel hallway, and finally into another man’s room, where Molly received some great sex from two men.
We slept the night as a three. In the morning the man was gone. In his place we found a box and a note.”
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Boyfriend dares her to enter a bikini contest.
I look over at the faces in the crowd. I see mostly men, although there are a few couples and single women in the audience. There are a lot of military uniforms, and a lot of tourists. My legs are shaking, and my heart beats at twice its normal speed. I feel very nervous, and begin to have second thoughts. Yet I have never been so pleasantly excited in my entire life. I am peeking through an opening from behind the curtains, standing on a wood stage, about to bare my entire body to over 200 people in the audience of a large strip club in Honolulu, Hawaii.
I look over at the faces in the crowd. I see mostly men, although there are a few couples and single women in the audience. There are a lot of military uniforms, and a lot of tourists. My legs are shaking, and my heart beats at twice its normal speed. I feel very nervous, and begin to have second thoughts. Yet I have never been so pleasantly excited in my entire life. I am peeking through an opening from behind the curtains, standing on a wood stage, about to bare my entire body to over 200 people in the audience of a large strip club in Honolulu, Hawaii. Read more »
A Prof and his wife film sex with his busty student.
My wife and I were voyeurs. We loved filming anything and everything. Sometimes we would film ourselves having sex and even masturbating by ourselves. At 5"7", long blond hair, and a 48DD cup, my wife is a very kinky woman. She actually brought up the idea of filming me and a student of mine having sex. I told her that it might be impossible for that to happen, but she insisted that I bring one of my female students over for dinner one day. Then suddenly, the perfect dinner guest came to mind.
My wife and I were voyeurs. We loved filming anything and everything. Sometimes we would film ourselves having sex and even masturbating by ourselves. At 5″7″, long blond hair, and a 48DD cup, my wife is a very kinky woman. She actually brought up the idea of filming me and a student of mine having sex. I told her that it might be impossible for that to happen, but she insisted that I bring one of my female students over for dinner one day. Then suddenly, the perfect dinner guest came to mind.
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In the parking lot of a restaurant, he bring her to orgasm.
"Thanks to my wonderful editor for giving me the confidence to submit this story!"
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It was late. The parking lot was quiet and mostly empty but well lit by the full moon's light; only a few cars remained, and they were few and far between. The lovers held hands as they walked along slowly, enjoying the cool, clear May evening and gazing up at the stars. The chirping of crickets, the croaking of toads and their own footsteps was all the sound they heard; the distant murmur of activity they'd just left behind was of no consequence in their own little world.
“Thanks to my wonderful editor for giving me the confidence to submit this story!”
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It was late. The parking lot was quiet and mostly empty but well lit by the full moon’s light; only a few cars remained, and they were few and far between. The lovers held hands as they walked along slowly, enjoying the cool, clear May evening and gazing up at the stars. The chirping of crickets, the croaking of toads and their own footsteps was all the sound they heard; the distant murmur of activity they’d just left behind was of no consequence in their own little world. Read more »
Julee, Cheryl, and hubby head to Cancun.
We were all down in Cancun for a week of sun and fun. You and your husband had met us there. Right from the start we all clicked really well. My wife and you got along really well, although you both had very different personalities. Cheryl, my wife, is 5'6", blonde with blue eyes, curvy with a small waist and soft, full 36c tits. She's very pretty, with a gorgeous smile. She's a little more reserved than you, but she was on vacation, at a place where she didn't know anyone else, so she was a little more "wild" than otherwise.
We were all down in Cancun for a week of sun and fun. You and your husband had met us there. Right from the start we all clicked really well. My wife and you got along really well, although you both had very different personalities. Cheryl, my wife, is 5′6″, blonde with blue eyes, curvy with a small waist and soft, full 36c tits. She’s very pretty, with a gorgeous smile. She’s a little more reserved than you, but she was on vacation, at a place where she didn’t know anyone else, so she was a little more “wild” than otherwise. Read more »
Porn star tells mom and offers her an audition.
Monday, Charlie went to work and the younger kids went to school. Sally stayed home to spend time with Missy.
Missy waited for the others to leave. She went to her parent"s bedroom. She knocked on the door, waiting for her mother to answer.
"Yes?"
"Can I talk to you, Mom?"
"Okay, come on in."
Missy entered the bedroom. Sally invited her to lie next to her on the bed.
"Mom, this reminds me of the times we would lie here and talk about all my problems. They were usually boy problems."
Monday, Charlie went to work and the younger kids went to school. Sally stayed home to spend time with Missy.
Missy waited for the others to leave. She went to her parent”s bedroom. She knocked on the door, waiting for her mother to answer.
“Yes?”
“Can I talk to you, Mom?”
“Okay, come on in.”
Missy entered the bedroom. Sally invited her to lie next to her on the bed.
“Mom, this reminds me of the times we would lie here and talk about all my problems. They were usually boy problems.” Read more »
A lovemaking session with close girlfriend.
I just could not resist this idea.
Since I met Bill, my adoring boyfriend, my sex life has been so fantastic that I had persuaded him to let me take some photos of us making love with my own digital camera. I love setting it up when he is not sure what activity I am planning, be it straight hard one on one sex, some tie-n-tease, or any other performance that my imagination could think up. I set the camera on automatic so I can concentrate fully on my enjoyment and is able to review them afterwards at my leisure, masturbating with some real visual stimulant to carry myself over into Nirvana.
I just could not resist this idea.
Since I met Bill, my adoring boyfriend, my sex life has been so fantastic that I had persuaded him to let me take some photos of us making love with my own digital camera. I love setting it up when he is not sure what activity I am planning, be it straight hard one on one sex, some tie-n-tease, or any other performance that my imagination could think up. I set the camera on automatic so I can concentrate fully on my enjoyment and is able to review them afterwards at my leisure, masturbating with some real visual stimulant to carry myself over into Nirvana. Read more »
Sexy starlets vie to give their boss the best Xmas gift.
"Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing wrong with this as they are only fictional characters. I urge readers, especially young males, to not regard real women in this way.
This work is © 2001 the author. Permission is granted to freely distribute, provided it is not altered in any way.
“Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It’s fairly tame, and I’m pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you’re offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing wrong with this as they are only fictional characters. I urge readers, especially young males, to not regard real women in this way.
This work is © 2001 the author. Permission is granted to freely distribute, provided it is not altered in any way. Read more »