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[Note: The following was originally written in response to a post by filipina34d-25-38 in which she asked for responses to: "Have you ever got caught masturbating or having sex and by who? [sic]" I replied with three tales of times I got caught or suspect I did. Here, I've collected all three parts.

1. Most Certainly Caught.

First year college, Thanksgiving break. My girlfriend (of about a month) was from upstate New York, about 500 miles from school and typically snowed in by late November; I lived a couple of hours to the south, so she came home with me. There was a regular Wednesday night prayer service at my folks' church, so after supper they headed out for a few hours while Elisabeth and I settled in. I made three seriously bad mistakes: First, misjudging how long the service would last; second, suggesting we shower together rather than separately; and, third, deciding it would be hot to shower in the dark. The last was a bad idea because, once my folks arrived 45 minutes ahead of schedule, when Mom heard the shower going but failed to see any light beneath the door, she assumed someone had mistakenly left the water running -- so she flipped on the light (the switch is outside the bathroom door) and walked in. Elisabeth spent most of the next four days in bed, feigning sleep.


2. Most Likely Caught.

One night ten years later, my first wife and I decided to indulge in what was for us [oh, the innocence!] a rather risky -- and risque -- form of play we occasionally permitted ourselves. Taking scissors and needle and thread to a plain black T-shirt, size S, I quickly fashioned for her a tight micro-mini and an excessively cropped crop-top. The skirt ended an inch below her pussy lips; the top a half-inch below her nipples. With black thigh-highs and heels rounding out the ensemble, she made a dash for the car, diving into the backseat before any neighbor saw her. I climbed behind the wheel, cranked the engine, reached back to hand her a vibrator, and backed out of the drive. Our destination: Route 1 south, heading away from DC.

Once we were on the highway itself, my wife hiked her skirt and began to masturbate. I adjusted the rear view mirror so I could watch -- well, watch as much as possible while doing 80 in moderately heavy traffic. I usually stayed in the second lane from the right, since for the first 10 or 15 minutes of our drive, until about a mile outside the Beltway, trucks and buses were restricted to the rightmost lane. I would pull alongside a bus or semi cab and match pace; as long as I wasn't too obvious about it, she would pretend not to notice anyone watching from above.

Usually, by the time we were about five miles south of the Beltway, she would be near enough to orgasm for her to be able to come on command, varying her pressure and stroke in order to keep herself on the edge. Typically, I would take the exit at the 5.1 mile mark, cross over the highway, and head back home. I'd let her know when we were a few minutes from the exit for home, and she would begin to come, usually riding out the final aftershocks as I headed up the offramp.

This time, though, as I left the highway to circle back for home, my wife asked, "Is there anywhere you can pull over? I need you to fuck me!" I told her it wasn't safe to stop in the open, as state troopers often used the cutover to make U-turns the same as we had; however, at the time I managed an independent record label, and the company that made our cassettes had their duplicating plant in a nearby industrial park, barely a half-mile away. When I'd dropped off master tapes there at night in the past, the engineer and I appeared to be the only living beings in the park, so I figured it was unlikely there'd be anyone there to see us -- and if there was, we'd almost certainly be able to see them first.

Pulling into the industrial park, I followed a twisting path that took us past the cassette duplicators and led to a small parking lot that was rarely used even in the daytime, as it wasn't particularly convenient to anything. As I killed the lights and engine, my wife crawled over the seat back into the passenger seat and turned towards me, her poor excuse for a skirt riding up to her waist as she spread her legs. Reaching out to take my hand in hers, she guided my fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Holding my hand inside her, she began rocking her hips back and forth, fucking herself on my hand. Almost immediately, though, she let go of my hand. "I want your dick inside me!" she moaned. Getting onto her knees, she turned to face the rear of the car, bracing herself on the seatback. "Do you have room to get behind me?" she asked. "I want you to fuck me from behind."

I reached down and pulled the seat release, sending it as far back in the car as possible. Pulling my pants down to my knees, I squeezed in behind her and slid my dick inside her. With a shudder, she pressed back against me---

---but try as I might, I couldn't find enough support to be able to fuck. My head was pressed against the roof, my feet jammed beneath the glove compartment, my knees kept slipping off the front of the seat... and my cock kept popping out of her hole. "Let's get in the back so you fuck me," my wife said, and she started to climb over the seat. "Wait," I said, "before we do, I want you to do something for me, just for a minute." "OK," she said. "What?"

A low retaining wall, no more than a couple of feet high, ran along one side of the parking lot. Nodding towards it, I said, "I want you to sit on that wall, lift your skirt, and play with yourself while I watch from inside the car. After a minute or so, you can come get in the backseat, and I'll join you. I just want to see you outside, in the open, with your pussy showing."

She looked at me for a moment and then said, "OK." She got out of the car, adjusted her clothing, and walked over to the wall with an inch of bare skin showing between the tops of her stockings and the hem of her skirt. Turning to face me, she sat back against the wall. At first she kept her legs together; then, looking to make sure I was watching, she slowly pulled her skirt up until a tuft of hair was showing. Leaning back, she slowly parted her thighs, her skirt riding up even further, until I could see the moisture between her pussy lips glinting in the streetlights overhead. Leaning her head back, she closed her eyes and began playing with her clit.

I stroked my cock as I watched from the car -- but before even a minute had passed, I knew I'd never be able to *just* watch. Opening the passenger door, I quietly slipped out of the car to join her. Immediately dropping to my knees, and taking a thigh in each hand, I buried my face between her legs, stabbing my tongue deeply inside her. She jumped at my touch, startled, but quickly recovered and forced herself on my tongue, rocking against my mouth. Opening her thighs even wider, I licked and sucked at her pussy until, grabbing my head with both hands and pulling me against her, she came.

As soon as her tremors had died down, I stood up, pulled my pants to my knees, and drove my cock into her pussy. By now her skirt was above her waist and her top twisted around her neck -- for all intents and purposes, then, totally nude, her breasts and pussy exposed. And, looking down to see her on display like that, my cock pounding in and out of her, was more than I could take. With one final thrust, I drove as deeply into her as I could before filling her cunt with my come.

I collapsed onto her, then, and we lay there for a minute or so before the sound of a vehicle, somewhere, brought us back into focus. We quickly covered up and hurried back to the car. On our way out of the park, we passed what appeared to be a security guard heading the other way, making his rounds. Back on the highway, I had my wife lift her skirt again and turn in her seat towards me so her pussy remained on view. Once inside the house, we went straight to the bedroom. Still in her slutwear, she opened her legs to my rigid once more cock, and we fucked for an hour, telling each other the story of what we'd just done, over and over again, marveling at our audacity.

A few months later, I was hosting a 'stuffing party' for the label's latest release: Basically, it consisted of myself, the label's other owners, and the band whose record was bring released getting together to put together hundreds of demo packages -- press information, appropriately stickered copy of the LP, business reply card, and the like, all tucked inside a record mailer, with the mailer folded, tucked, taped, addressed, and stamped with the appropriate postage. It's irritatingly complex but ultimately brain-dead work, and while we stuffed we chatted.

At one point the topic of cassette duplication came up, and I mentioned who manufactured our tapes. "Oh, I know them," the band's founder and frontman said. "They're in the same industrial park as my office." "Oh, really?" I asked. "What exactly *is* is that you do, again?"

"Um, I'm an electronics engineer for the CIA. I build various gadgets I can't tell you about."

"The CIA?" I said. "Isn't it a little risky for such sensitive work to be performed in so insecure a location?"

"Oh, it's not insecure at all," he assured me. "It just looks that way. Trust me: The whole industrial park is completely wired, top to bottom; there are cameras *everywhere.* Nothing could ever happen there without being filmed, photographed, and monitored in real-time. In fact, someone probably knows how many times you've been to see the tape guys and how long you stayed each time."

"um... Fascinating!"

I don't think I ever told my wife. And I never heard anything from the Agency, none too surprisingly -- but I kind of wished I had: I would *kill* for a copy of that tape.

(And I did it to her again a few years later. I'd been away on business for an extended stretch, and when I called my wife to arrange to have her meet me at the airport, on a whim I specified what she should wear. Basically, it was heels, stockings, and a garter belt -- plus whatever she needed to avoid being arrested. When I stepped out of baggage claim, she pulled up to the curb, put the car in park, got out, and walked around the car to sit in the passenger seat. She had added one of my dress shirts, with reasonably long tails.

(As soon as we paid for parking, the shirt came off, my fly went down, and my cock ended up in her mouth. It was 32 miles from the airport to home; by Mile 3, I knew there was no way I could wait that long. As the building where I worked was between Miles 5 and 6, I took the next exit and circled around to the parking lot furthest from the entrance. There were only a handful of people who worked the night shift, so I didn't expect there to be anyone else around -- which is why I made my wife get out of the car, nude from the thighs up, and bend over the hood while I fucked her from behind.

(A couple of days later, I was talking with one of the security guards at work when he said, "Hey, you gotta take a look at this!" He led me into the security office and proudly gestured at a bank of video screens above one of the desks. "They installed all this since you were here last. It's full surveillance coverage of the entire corporate park: The perimeter of all the buildings, *and* the entire parking lot. And look at this," he said, reaching for a joystick. "You can pan back and forth, up and down, and zoom in -- like all the way in -- and you can see almost any location from at least two angles."

("Wow," I said. "That's pretty neat. So this just went live on Monday?"

("Oh,. no -- we've been using it for more than a week."

(Bastard didn't offer to make me a copy of *that* tape, either.)


3. Blatantly Caught

Not long after my second wife moved out to 'work through some things' -- which in this case meant quitting her job as an exotic dancer and instead turning tricks in-call -- I stopped by the Market Street Cinema, at the time San Francisco's most dubious stripclub. (I'd gone there because at the time I hadn't yet learned my wife was a whore; as it was a Friday, her usual night to work, I thought it best *not* to go by the club where she [presumably] worked.) Fortunately, there is always a lot of lateral movement among clubs, and several dancers who'd previously worked with my wife were now on the Market Street night shift...

...including a cute and curvy 20-year-old of mixed Jewish/Creole parentage. As a teenager, she'd been a professional dancer, touring with various interchangeable boy bands, performing for arenas full of pre's, 'tweens, and young teens. Around the time she began to outgrow the music, her body outgrew *her*, and she segued easily into life as a nude lap dancer. I'd gotten to know her pretty well during her stint at my wife's club, and I always looked forward to taking her into one of the 'stand-up lap dance' rooms -- primarily because, once she discovered I could get her off, she was determinedly and tirelessly devoted to getting her nut, no matter who was watching, no matter what rules she needed to bend -- no matter how astoundingly pussy-driven a slut she became.

The sound of my wife slamming the door behind her as she left hadn't finished echoing up and down the street before this little vixen invited herself to come home with me. It was more endearing than anything else: First, she was way young, with little experience of good sex. And, second, as a hottie of long standing -- even worse, as a hottie *and professional entertainer* -- she tended to think her contribution to the sex act was merely showing up. I finally hit upon a one-two combination where I'd eat her out until she came and then, while she was refracting gratefully, pull her on top of me and make her ride. (It worked almost too well: Once she discovered how quickly and intensely I could make her come, I didn't think I'd *ever* get her off my face....)

Anyway, that night I'd lapped with a few other dancers while waiting for Sara to appear. Turns out some guy had hired her to put on a long, drawn out pissing-and-masturbation show in the theater's 'shower stage.' Since the customer was determined to choreograph her entire performance down to which fingers to stick up her ass while rubbing her clit at a specified tempo, she hadn't been able to get within arm's length of an orgasm. Accordingly, when I ran into her fresh from the shower show, she was squeaky clean and horny as hell.

"Dude, you GOTTA eat my pussy -- like NOW!" she said, grabbing me by the arm and dragging me off to the most dimly lit of private rooms. "Are you sure?" I asked, knowing full well that at that point in the Cinema's existence, any instance of what was euphemistically known as 'specials' was grounds for immediate dismissal. As much as I wanted to munch the little whore's linoleum (like her rug, but cleanly shaved), I didn't want to be the catalyst for her getting fired from yet another strip club. "Yeah," she said, "I know something about this room you don't."

With that, she pulled back a section of the black satin[-ish] d****s lining the room to reveal an unused and largely forgotten doorway to something: Storage? Fire exit? One of the sets where they used to film Rosebud brand loops and features? Even better, tucked away inside this hidden alcove was a surprisingly large and comfortable arm chair. "See?" she said. "It'll be our little secret. I'm so fucking horny I can't stand it -- eat me out now before the club closes, then we'll go back to your place and I'll fuck your brains out." With that, she pulled off her tap pants and sat in the chair, one leg dangling over each arm.

What can I say? It was an offer I couldn't refuse.

---which doesn't mean I wasn't still a little worried about getting caught. At various times in its life, the Cinema was essentially a brothel: If you tipped the dancer on stage a sawbuck, she'd sit on the edge of the stage, lie back,. and spread her legs so you could go down on her. Meanwhile, other dancers waiting their turn circulated through the audience, selling lap dances: for $20 more, she'd pull the crotch of her panties to one side and upgrade the dance to a fuck. But when Diane Feinstein was elected mayor, things changed. The cops started busting strip clubs (the Mitchell brothers were arrested more than 100 times, even though the DA refused to press charges); first nude and then topless lap dances were banned; and the craziness went away -- and stayed away through the next several mayors.

Even though it was only moments before the dawn of a new era of lewdness and debauchery (the newly elected mayor, Willie Brown, Jr., was a lawyer who had previously represented Sam Conti, the king of San Francisco stripclubs), we had no idea what was coming -- and, at the time, it was still a reasonably serious offense against club protocol for a customer to be caught face-deep in an entertainer. So you can understand my nervousness when, just as Sara started moaning in earnest, grinding her trimmed snatch against my mouth, a pair of dancers led their clients into the room for a last couple of lap dances before the lights came up. Could they really *not* hear Sara as she came and came on my face? Would we be caught?

Actually, no: We *didn't* get caught. We *did* have to wait until after the club closed so no one would see us appear from behind the d****s -- which meant the surly Middle-Eastern guy who manned the front counter yelled at me when I tried to slip past him -- and I had to meet Sara a couple of blocks away so the club wouldn't see her leave with a customer, but if anyone heard anything suspicious or smelled Sara on my face, she kept it to herself.

And Sara kept her promise: Five minutes after we walked through the front door, I was naked, she was naked, I was sitting in one of my dining room chairs, and she was riding my cock for all she was worth. Afterwards, once we'd had a chance to catch our breath, we did it again -- but this time on video. (In those days I kept a high-end camcorder on a tripod and a few video lights in my living room. Originally, I had set them up before I left on a business trip so my wife could record herself working on new routines. However, once we saw how their presence magically transformed virtually every visit or dinner party into a porn shoot, we left them up permanently. Sara, I'm happy to say, responded to them in the best possible way....)

However, mid-way through our tape, the phone rang. Obviously, I let the machine take the call -- hey, *I'm* no dummy -- but once I heard the caller's voice, I quickly (and apologetically) shooed Sara off my cock and ran for the phone, just barely managing to grab the receiver before she hung up.

On the other end of the line was Beth, yet another stripper who danced with my wife. The quintessential beautiful disaster, Beth was a gorgeous natural blonde cheerleader type, with a body that wouldn't quit -- and, if one was lucky, a libido to match. None too surprisingly, she also possessed a dizzying array of d**g dependencies she had carefully cultivated since junior high. For the past six months, she had been living with -- wait for it -- *another* dancer from the club and her girlfriend (who was a cop, or a sheriff's deputy, or something). Fortunately *and* unfortunately for Beth, the couple were also both recovering somethingaholics: Fortunately, because only in a d**g- and alcohol-free living situation could Beth have even a ghost of a chance of staying sober; unfortunately, because whenever she relapsed, they made her life an absolute hell. As a result, a couple of times in the past my wife had let a drunk, high, or spun Beth hole up in our guest room until she was straight enough to face her housemates.

Tonight, she'd once again given into temptation; accepting a bindle of speed as a tip, she'd slipped into the club's ladies room and done a fat rail off the back of the toilet. Now she was uncomfortably spun and looking for a place to hide; even though she knew my Ms Maz had moved out a couple of weeks before, she wanted to know if ChezMaz was still sanctuary. I told her of course it was: she was always invited. I had her pass the phone to the cab driver, gave him the address -- and then said, as if as an afterthought, for him to tell her just to come inside when she got there: I'd leave the door unlocked, as the doorbell was on the fritz, and I might not hear her knocking, as Sara and I had loud music playing.

So *that's* how Sara and I ended up getting caught: Only as the result of much effort. My best guess as to how long it would take her cab to arrive was nearly dead-on: Beth came up the stairs to find Sara, in thigh-highs and heels, astride me in full gallop; in response, she immediately stripped out of her clothes and plopped down onto the sofa, facing us, to watch and masturbate. (Sara, on her part, responded to the sudden appearance [I told her Beth was coming over... but not that I had arranged for her to find us mid-stroke] of a totally nude Beth busy jilling her clean-shaven cunt to the site of us fucking by coming like crazy -- which Beth almost immediately managed to upstage by squirting all over my carpet.) We spent the next four days in an extended video shoot starring ... Us! in assorted groupings.

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So there I was sitting in the computer chair, back to the door and watching a video of me and the girlfriend, of the time, going at it doggy style. I thought I would have the place to myself for a few hours. The GF was out of town on business and her younger sister was supposed to be at work for a few more hours, I didn’t hear her come in the house. She was staying with us on a summer break from college.It was when I heard a unusual noise from behind me I spun around to see Misty standing in...

4 years ago
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Fully Naked Public Dare And Caught

The most embarrassing moment in my life when I was doing my fantasy but I got caught fully naked… Oh my god it was so scary to me I never thought it will happen Firstly let me tell you how I look I am 5ft 6in tall slim 32 26 34… Struggling hard in modeling career hmm I am good looking fair but not so much fair I work in Mumbai but no accommodation in Mumbai so whenever I have my modeling assignment I come and stay with my friend Sneha. So my affordable accommodation is in pune 120km from...

2 years ago
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Mother Gets Caught

Mother Gets Caught. Author’s note:        This story might be a little ?soft? for some but I still think it is a good story. Maybe some can take the basic story and modify it to their own satisfaction but I enjoyed writing it like this. Let me know what you think. THX.I came home from school. My dad wasn’t home, yet. He wouldn’t be home for a few hours. I am fifteen and I am in the eighth grade. My name is Sandy. Mom is usually home but I deemed to be home alone. That was not unusual. She was...

3 years ago
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Getting Caught

I was chatting with a fellow xhamster member, sharing experiences, and when I told about this one, she said I had to post it for everyone to read. Hope you like it as much as she did! I met this guy on a gay site, and we chatted for a bit before setting up a meeting at his place. We both had a panty fetish and he told me he loved to sniff his 19yr old duaghter's and his wife's, and said it would be hot to watch me sniff them as he blew me. I agreed and we met the next day. His wife was at work,...

2 years ago
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What Happens When You Get Caught

“Let’s get outta here,” I said with a slight wink and tilt of my head. That was our little code which actually meant, “Let’s go fuck!”In a flash we were in my bedroom, pants down, sixty-nining on my bed.Tommy and I were both in our late teens. We had started exploring sex together about a year and a half ago but that’s another story. For now, I’ll just tell you that we never had a safe place to play and the risk of getting caught was thrilling. Usually, the only thing separating us from a house...

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4 years ago
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Soccer Mom Gets Caught

Soccer Mom Gets Caught I work clean up at the local bowling alley. It is fairly easy work but it starts at midnight during the week and two in the morning on Friday and Saturday. Basically I empty trash, restock the bathrooms, and clean and polish the floors. Once a week I have to clean the mechanism that handles the bowing pins. Then one Tuesday night after the women’s bowling, I was let in as usual and the owner went home. I heard a noise coming from a hallway so armed with...

4 years ago
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Almost Caught

======================= To what lengths would YOU go to avoid getting caught? This is an entry in the Nude Day Story Contest. ======================= I had mixed feelings about coming home for the summer. I was already in hot water for blowing the first semester grades with too much partying. Four A’s and a B in the second semester were all that kept me alive. Dad wanted me to work for him for the summer, Mom was all for me doing an online repeat of one of my ‘C’s from the first...

3 years ago
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The Thrill of Almost Getting Caught

Global warming made for a warm winter. I sighed. I hate heat, and here it is over 70 degrees in February. My only saving grace was working at night. As I pulled into my driveway, my neighbor was getting out of his car. What a sight for my sore, tired eyes. As eye candy goes, he would be ranked up there with that expensive stuff from Europe. Tall and broad shouldered, there didn’t appear to be an ounce of fat on his hard body. I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were from where I was sitting,...

3 years ago
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RACHEL GETS CAUGHT

My beautiful wife, Rachel, has one major character flaw that recently led to a rather bizarre sexual experience. In spite of her wealthy background, Rachel is a habitual shoplifter, something that I only learned recently when she was caught red handed.We had spent the day at the beach and on the ride home we stopped at a small antique shop, Island Relics. While I checked out a collection of swords and knives, Rachel browsed through the shop. When I heard her arguing with someone I went to...

1 year ago
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DADDY CAUGHT

Today is Saturday and that is my normal day to take care of the yard and any little incidentals around the house. I am a pretty good handyman, even if I do say so myself. Unlike George, my next-door neighbor, who can’t do anything mechanical. Smart fellow, and super nice, just can’t work with his hands. I hate to be disturbed when I am working, so some time ago, my wife and I agreed that she would take the k** and do her weekly shopping, movie with the girl, whatever, on Saturday so as to stay...

3 years ago
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The Thrill of Almost Getting Caught

Global warming made for a warm winter. I sighed. I hate heat, and here it is over 70 degrees in February. My only saving grace was working at night. As I pulled into my driveway, my neighbor was getting out of his car. What a sight for my sore, tired eyes. As eye candy goes, he would be ranked up there with that expensive stuff from Europe. Tall and broad shouldered, there didn’t appear to be an ounce of fat on his hard body. I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were from where I was sitting,...

Masturbation
3 years ago
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Getting Caught

This is my first story so let me know what you think. Tonight is the night,I thought. My dad was out of town on a business trip for 3 days, and my mom was open for the taking. My name is John, I'm 16 years old and I want to fuck my mom. I'm 5'11", have curly dark brown hair down to my hazel eyes, and an athletic body build due to cross country. My mom is about 5'6" has straight dark brown hair just to the end of her neck. She is average in body type, but looks that kill. I've had friends...

Incest
2 years ago
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wife caught

We had spent the day at the beach and on the ride home we stopped at a small antique shop, Island Relics. While I checked out a collection of swords and knives, Rachel browsed through the shop. When I heard her arguing with someone I went to investigate. I found her with the shopkeeper, a heavyset Black guy with a strong Jamaican accent. He was dialing the phone with one hand while holding onto my wife's arm with the other. When I ordered him to let her go he informed me that he had...

3 years ago
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i got caught

Introduction: my wife caught me with another guy ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..************************ got caught****************************** I met Bob online and we met a few times at the adult Book Store for some bjs and hand jobs. I was ready for some more though…really wanting to let go. I invited Bob over to our house one day, it was mid afternoon when he arrived. I greeted him at the front door...

2 years ago
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Wife gets Caught

All my previous stories have been of my encounters from when I was younger. This one, however, is from last night. My husband works 3rd shift. I try to stay up sometimes so I get a chance to see him, but most of the time I end up falling asleep. Last night was quite different though! I was lying in bed naked after just taking a shower and shaving my pussy. I always feel very horny after shaving bald, something about the air hitting my bare pussy just makes it start to drip. I dipped a finger...

2 years ago
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Young sex learning how Part 2 We get caught

This story is mostly true as i can recall it from my mind. As you recall from reading part 1, My c***dhood girl friend Carol and i were progressing well with our sexual exploits. We were eleven and a half now. A lot of this was due to the fact that our Mothers allowed us to sl**p together at least one night every week-end while they played cards and got them selfs pretty boozed up. This had went on for a couple of years. We were also still going up to the old shed everyday after school. What...

1 year ago
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A College Student Gets Caught

This is a story for sweet Elaine, she asked me to write this for her. I hope you like it Elaine. Elaine was a full time student and had just entered her final year. She didn`t particularly enjoy college, she was the oldest student on her course and didn`t share the same interests as the other students, all they seemed to want to do was finish their lessons get back to their rooms and go online. Elaine, on the other hand, preferred to go out, she liked the atmosphere of the local pubs and clubs....

2 years ago
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Caught

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?” she blurted out. Here I was caught in the act, without anything close to an excuse. She stood in the doorway with that stone faced expression of hers that let me know I was in major trouble. There was no explaining away the facts that I was lying on the bed with a pair of dark pink nylon panties on, not only looking at pornography but writing it too! What was there to explain? How could I even begin to explain? I’m sure my six-inch hard-on pressed...

4 years ago
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A Silly Note Part 2 Gaden gets caught

Standing in his kitchen, Gaden glanced at the house keys sitting on the kitchen counter that belonged to his neighbor Jan, Ms. Tannersby. Jan, the woman who entrusted him and his sister with taking care of her snail mail while gone on a business trip. Jan, a woman who actually gave him a spanking over her lap and was willing to do it again. It had been four days since Jan left on business, five days since Jan had spanked him over her lap with a wooden bath brush and Gaden and his sister...

Spanking
2 years ago
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Me And Mrs Hotter Almost Caught

My mother shrieked.This was not unusual. My mother was fond of shrieking. She would shriek in any circumstance where a reaction was called for. Now she was standing in the middle of the kitchen in her best clothes, ready for her and my father to go out for the evening.“I completely forgot!” she shrieked. “I meant to take the bulbs round to Angela!” She turned to where I was pouring myself a glass of orange juice. “You wouldn’t mind, would you, Darren? Taking the bag of flower bulbs round to Mrs...

MILF
3 years ago
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Only our second time and almost caught

If you read my last story you’ll know my son in law was very short with me after we first hooked up. He told me to leave and has been very short with me. Well it took a day but he finally messaged me saying he couldn’t believe we had done what we did and that he hopes I’m okay with it because he’s always been very attracted to me but never in his wildest dreams thought I’d come onto him like that.So I decided to come over for dinner and To hang out. I didn’t think anything would happen since my...

2 years ago
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How I got caught

I use to be married years ago, got divorce 5 years ago. We have a 17 yrs old daughter together. I got too careless what I was doing and got caught by Missy my ex wife. She caught me with my mom.I’ve been having sex with my mom for a while, even after I got married. Mom’s pussy feels good. When Missy didn’t put out, I went over to mom’s house and fuck her, mom won’t say no to me. Since my dad past away, mom been lonely.Mom would come over to my house and when Missy was out we fucked. We had...

2 years ago
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Caught

Now that my cousin and I were orally and anally involved, we were unstoppable. Two young teenage boys who have a way to get off daily and a partner who is more than willing to offer themselves up as a willing partner, the possibilities are endless. We were insatiable with our sex. We had sex anywhere and everywhere. We did it at night in bed, we did it in the bathroom/taking showers, we did it during the day and in themorning. We did it anythime we wanted it, or the other wanted it. We even...

3 years ago
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Caught

Growing up in a strict household, I was the quintessential “good girl”. A bookish, straight A student, complete with nerdy glasses and no makeup, I cruised through school without so much as a date. It wasn’t until I was 18 that my body developed the womanly curves that I had craved for so many years.My best friend and closest confidant in those days was David. Our parents’ constant arguing had forged a deep bond between us. When I decided to go away for University, David decided to transfer...

4 years ago
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Two Boys Caught

Chapter 1 Yes, caught, caught masturbating. Well, not each other, just ourselves, me doing my dick, Robbie doing his. But, still. We were sixteen, yes, horny every moment we were awake, both virgins, not even with steady girlfriends, up in my room, each with a copy of Playboy open, pants and briefs on the floor, stroking as we dreamed of fucking one of the beauties in the magazine spread before us when my door swung open and there was my mom with an armload of clean clothes. She looked, turned...

Incest
1 year ago
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Caught

C and I were just two feet apart, both naked and fully erect. I don’t know how we got to this point but I looked in his eyes and saw awareness. If this was a dream it was a consensual one.I slowly stroked my cock. C’s gaze dropped to my hand and tentatively reached out for me. Impatient I stopped stroking myself and grasped his approaching hand and guided it to my cock. At the instant of contact C gasped audibly."I’m not sure…" he said but his hand had a mind of its own and slowly slid up...

4 years ago
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Caught

This is how I got caught masturbating and lost my virginity to my stepmom.I was still in High School but had just turned eighteen, and was still living with my dad and stepmom, Beverly. I was ashy kind in school and did not get many dates, this lead to lots of jacking off. I did not realize it at the time but not only had my dad married a transsexual, but Beverly liked to sleep around. I later found out my dad, liked it and enjoy hearing her tell about a how she seduced strait guys.So I was...

4 years ago
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Caught

Hi I wont say my real name for obvious reasons but lets just call me Quailman. This story is about how I got caught jerking off by my girlfriend and she turned it into sex. Well, for starters Im a real pervert in the sense I love porn and am always thinking about sex with women I know or some chick I find attractive and so on. Although I have a girlfriend and love her dearly I still think about fucking other girls although I would never cheat on her. Anyway on a normal day I'd wake up watch...

3 years ago
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Barbie Gets Caught

Barbie Gets Caught By Trans Vest Part 1 The beginning I had always had those feelings and desires to dress. They had been with me since I could remember. I enjoyed the feeling when I was dressed, and I liked to dress very sexy and slutty. It made me feel submissive when I was dressed as a slutty whore. This weekend was no different then the other ones when I would get all dressed up, except for one thing... I had decided to go OUT as Barbie. It was to be just a quick...

4 years ago
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Blissfully Caught

Blissfully Caught By SONIA E-mail [email protected] Please send comments. Chapter 1 - The start of the evening I had had a heavy time at work and longed to go home and relax and to enjoy myself. I battled my way home through the rush hour and finally saw my house as I turned the corner. I lived in a small semi detached house in a nice street lined with small trees. I lived alone and knew few of the neighbours around me as I had only lived there a short while. As...

2 years ago
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Overdue to Get Caught

Overdue to get Caught By Margaret Jeanette Sheila Compton had everything going for her. She owned a real estate company with five offices in three cities. She was active in the community and was a volunteer for different charities. It was the middle of the morning and she was headed home to grab the copy of the budget for one of the charities she was on the board for. She thought she would slip in quietly so as not to disturb her husband of seven years. She knew he would be on his...

3 years ago
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Being Caught

Being Caught by Lorraine Simmons My wife Diana found out that I was a cross dresser two years ago when she inadvertently found my secret wardrobe of female clothing hidden in our attic. I tried to explain my feelings but without any acceptance for over a year, during this period our sex life eroded to almost nothing and I felt truly worthless. The only relief for me was the rare opportunities to cross dress when she was away on business. I always wondered what...

1 year ago
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Caught

Caught By Margaret Jeanette Toni Fergusson was on her way home. She had arrived at work and got one of her severe headaches. Dr. Hotchkiss, her boss, told her to go home and rest, and gave her some medication to take when she got home. He cautioned her that she shouldn't drive or do anything dangerous for six hours after taking the medication. She was almost home and glad, because her headache was so severe her eyesight was getting blurry. She pulled into the garage and parked next...

2 years ago
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Caught

A New Life Chapter 1: The Beginning. Danny loved to wear his sister's clothes when his Mom, Marge and sister, Denise, were gone. He did this absolutely everyday. If he got five minutes alone at home; zap, he was in his sister's room trying on her clothes. His sister was nearly seven years younger than him. She was 8 years old, he was 15 going on 16. Daniel James Norton 'Danny' to all his friends was 5ft 7in tall and weighed around 130 to 135 lbs. He had brown hair and...

2 years ago
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boytoysub0069 caught

Boytoysub0069 Caught I have been into cross dressing and tight inescapable bondage for as long as I can remember, and my need to push the envelope got stronger all the time. The times of dressing up and binding myself at home were long gone as far as the ultimate excitement. Now I found myself going out into the outside world, where the risk of been seen were much greater. Thanks to the internet and such places as the sub shop, and of course E bay, I had gathered an extensive...

2 years ago
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Almost Getting Caught

Almost Getting CaughtI was dating this girl who loved living dangerously. She loved fooling around anywhere she hoped to get caught. We fooled around in my car, at a park, in the woods, you name it we did it.One day we were watching TV at her parent’s house on the couch. Her sister was on the other couch past out cold and her parents were in the kitchen watching T.V. It was winter so we had a blanket covering us, she whispers in my ear…“Finger me baby…I’m so wet for you right now…”She pulls off...

2 years ago
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I got caught

I like to go naked outside. Not a big fantasy, but always in the back of my mind was the idea I might get caught, but it really never happened for a couple of years.There is an area near our house that has rolling hills with woods on top and pasture land below. There are some riding trails, for horses, in the area, but I rarely see anyone on them.I like to take off my clothes and hide them near some rocks at the bottom of the hills and then go off climbing and walking naked throught the...

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