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Tinker was delighted as she looked over her small audience. While some of Ellen’s girls loved the various sale drives and events over all else, Tinker preferred the workshops. Trisha had come by her nickname of “Tinker” honestly, she was the store’s de facto expert on sex toys of all types and the little seminars she ran as an extra for their VIP customers were her preferred duty at Ellen’s Delights. Today was even better than usual, as this particular, rather small, class was among her...
Fantasy & Sci-FiHello my name is John, I just want to tell about the best night of my life and also the most erotic, night any man could ever have. Which involved the greatest strip show I have any seen? But first a brief history, of myself. I’ve just turn 30, I’ve never married and to be honest I’m not to good with women. I live alone in a small street. I’m not skilled in anyway. I work as a cleaner in a local school. I have a small group of friends who I meet with on most Friday nights. We have the same...
Straight Sexfamily Photo FunbyJustin_Thyme©Dinner was finished, the dining room and kitchen were cleaned up and the entire family had moved into the family room to watch a couple of our favorite shows on TV. We, of course, are my husband Terry, 42, our daughter Annie who was 19 last Saturday, our son Bill, 19 soon to be 20, and myself Jessie, 40. Both of the k**s were home on summer break from the state university, and had been quite successful in finding jobs that allowed them the freedom to be at home...
So! Work was becoming a bit of a bind and I seemed to be spending more and more time overseas, much to the annoyance of my wife Sarah although she did enjoy some of the tales I came back with regarding my sexual encounters. Sarah and I had been into the swinging scene for a couple of years and from the outset we had insisted on 100% honesty and no body we knew or even close to home would ever be involved.Our preferred type of fun was for us to both be at least present, if not fully...
Photo Session Not my story but to hot not to share Tony Photo Session.I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and...
Photo Session. I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and the prices were right.Before springing the surprise on my...
My head spun and my mind raced a thousand miles an hour to catch up with time that brought me to this narrow street. A street in arts district, a row of quaint and time frozen buildings in this small coastal town I had come to call home. I glanced at the crumpled paper in my left hand one more time to confirm it was the correct address. Sure enough, the numbers I had scratched onto the paper matched those on the face of the restored old building. Once a beautiful home of a wealthy part time...
I wanted to do something nice for my husband for our first anniversary, and I decided that a professional set of photos of the two of us would be really nice to have. So I looked around and made some calls and found a studio that really caught my interest. It was a one man shop, the owner had been a professional photographer for 30 years, he did all his own developing in-house, he specialized in romantic couple photos, and the prices were right. Before springing the surprise on my...
Setting up the show took a lot of effort. First we had to find a gallery that would agree to host the show, one that had enough room for the almost 400 images Helen wanted to display. After a long search, not to mention a lot of rejections, we finally found a gallery willing to give Helen her one-woman show. The name of the gallery was somehow appropriate, "Unexpected Images." The owner of the gallery, Joan Jillen, fell in love with Helen's works the moment she saw them. "You have quite...
Going Shopping: A Little Shop Short StoryMichelle went into the Little Shop, as her?Dominas Anonymous sponsor?Jobeth Eldrington-Knaggs had phoned that their new shipment of interesting stuff was in...what would they have this week? Michelle certainly wasn't as Jobeth, whose recent purchase for her slaveboy, the real estate mogul Horbake McKeldin had been a trained cock-fighting rooster. "It's wonderful, darling...I put Horny's penis through this plank-box, and the cock-fighting rooster pecked...
The Chair Shoppe 1-4 Part 1Kevin, along with several others young men, stood nervously while guests at the Hotel filtered into lobby where all the Shoppes were.The first floor housed different Shoppes catering to the special items only found on the Femina Islands.A PantyPets Shoppe, but unlike the others on Merchants Road, it dealt in very exclusive & expensive panties. Made from silks & other exotic...
Hi Dear friends… I am Manas and I am back with another story which changed my life for good. This is not fake but I play with my luck which has been very good till now. Not keeping you waiting for long, I would jump on the story. I moved to Hyderabad recently due to my job requirement and was getting bored here like hell as the place was new and I was not much familiar with the city. So I was not going out a lot but soon, the boredom made me get back to my hobbies to pass my time. I am a...
I looked at myself in my dressing table mirror, Checking. I’d applied my make up, a variation on the look Alfie always did for me when I was modelling. False eyelashes, black mascara, black eye liner, and black eye shadow. I was pleased with the results. It wasn’t as heavy as Alfie would have done, but then it wasn’t for a photo shoot. It had been a hard day, Jack had spent four hours taking pictures of me, filming me masturbate, fingering my arse, making myself come. He hadn’t fucked me, and I...
Marie had never had her photo taken like this before. She stood in the middle of the room in nothing but black stockings. Her hands lay on the arms of the chairs in front of her while she bent over as her husband instructed, exposing her glistening folds for his camera lens to capture. Her husband had been taking a lot of pictures of her lately. "Capturing her beauty" was the reason he gave for wanting to do this. Most of the photo sessions had been mild until today. As exposed as she was, she...
BDSMPhoto Session Becomes a Threesome While I was in college, my girlfriend at the time (Elizabeth) and her friend Bridget cooked up an idea that started out innocent, but ended in a very surprising way. Elizabeth approached me with the idea. She wanted Bridget to take a picture of us kissing. Just kissing; fully clothed. It sounded more cute than sexy, but I had no problem with it. On the night we were going to take our photo, the three of us were hanging out in my apartment. Bridget looked at...
Before we get into some action, allow me to introduce myself. I am Pratap, a popular photographer in Tamil film industry. Most new aspirants wait in line to get their portfolios done by me, and many directors swear by my name when it comes to still photography. I have had quite a few exciting experiences, which I would really be glad to share with all of you. But there is one particular incident that I want to narrate in detail here, because it got me really excited a lot. I was back from an...
I’ve always been Bi-Curious… Wonder what it would be like to suck on a dick and have my ass fucked. I once went into a porno shop when I was 3 shades to the wind and got my dick sucked off by a guy through a glory hole. Ever since then, I’ve wanted to take it farther. The last few weeks, I’ve been trying to line somebody up on Craigslist. People said they were interested and never show up. I wanted a dick in my mouth and one in my ass. On Saturday morning, I had to head over to a friends...
Photo Fantasies: Another Story of the Magic Camera By Heather St. Claire Troy's quest for femininity was a never-ending one. His dream of being female found expression in role play, story writing, and other avenues. But of course, the desire burned so deeply that he would never be satisfied, never fulfilled, until he was female in body as well as in heart and mind. One day, he was involved in a chat with several of his friends at his Yahoo club, "TG Lesbian Fantasies," and someone...
Photo Op By Cal Y. Pygia Stanley Lewis pulled his Toyota Corolla into the Arco gas station, parking behind the red Mustang convertible. The driver, a leggy blonde in a mini-skirt, was refueling her vehicle. Stanley had been driving all morning, having started in Kingman, Arizona, completing the final leg of his trip from Farmersville, Kansas, to Las Vegas, Nevada. He was hot. He was tired. He welcomed the opportunity for a little rest, especially when such a gorgeous babe...
My first girlfriend was horny a lot of the time, she really liked to be fingered lots. One day we went out and went to the cinema and had a nice day out, and I walked her back to the train station so she could get a train back to her house. It turns out we were faster than we both anticipated, and people were sitting on all the benches, so we went and sat together in a passport photo booth, because no one was using it. N o one could really see us and soon we started to kiss, and quickly the...
EroticThe Photo Shoot ? by: Julie O. I remember the day I saw the ad in the paper. It was simple and to the point. Wanted: Model for adult photography shoot. Need men, women and T-girls. Call 555-3627 for interview. I thought about the ad for several days. It seemed to penetrate deep into my mind. The idea of calling dominated my every waking thought. I finally called the number. There was a lengthy message stating that they presently were only looking for pre-op transsexuals....
So much time has passed since then that I hardly know where to begin. I'm not even sure I can remember where I left off. Please excuse me for a moment... "Sarah and Vicky!! You stop that this instant!!" Those two look so much like their mothers. And just like their mothers they can be a real handful sometimes. Oh, you don't know who I'm talking about? Sarah and Vicky are my grandchildren. Gosh, I guess there's a lot I haven't told you about yet. I'm sorry, excuse me again for just...
One of the good things about having your own shop is that you get to meet a lot of women and sometimes they want more than is on offer on the shelves…A couple of weeks ago, this mature rather elegant, long-legged woman came in with her friend and I fancied her right away. I guess she was about 60-65 years old maybe, I didn’t ask, one doesn’t. We made eye contact immediately and I could tell that she was as interested in me as I was in her. I’ve always liked an older woman; they can be so...
There was a young man of Kildare Who was fucking a girl on the stair. The bannister broke, But he doubled his stroke And finished her off in mid-air. Chapter I It began on the way home from school. Rod had stayed late, working with his fellow students on the school yearbook, and was carrying a school 35mm camera home with him. The thrills of capturing life on a still picture was initially exciting to the teen, but soon lost its thrill, though it was plainly obvious to...
(everything I post is a true story)I'm a photographer and have my own studio. I meet a lot of sexy women but stay very professional and do not even flirt. The other day out of the blue, I hear from a sexy BBW I dated a while ago. She is asking for a photo session, maybe some boudoir. I was hesitant, but me and her were always on the same freaky wavelength: Get together, have fun, respect each others private lives. It's because of this that I said yes and set up a time to meet at my studio.In...
Photo Opportunity (M/ff, NC, B&D)by Quin***************************************************************** STANDARD DISCLAIMER ===================The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment and has been posted only to an age appropriate area of the Internet. If it is found in any other place this is not the responsibility of the author.All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity...
copyright © 2002 by the author They say that all who love are blind And I'm not one to disagree... For more and more, each day I find Love has made a fool of me (Foolish, foolish me... ) --Each Time I Fall in Love, S. Grundy As usual, the applause was intoxicating, and this year it was especially strong because Cal Morton's quartet had sung their hearts out. As he and the three other men who made up "Lazy River" left the stage, the crowd of barbershoppers, family, and fans were...
This happened when I was a young 16 year old virgin who had never even seen a full grown penis, never mind a large erect penis leaking pre-cum from the end.It was the middle of the summer holidays and for once the sun was out and it was warm enough for me to have on my little cut off denim shorts and a little crop top that came down to my belly button. I had been feeling very naughty when I got dressed this morning so I had left my bra and little panties off to allow the cool breeze to caress...
If I would have asked my wife Janet, "Do we need to put some spice back into our marriage?" I'm certain she would have agreed. We always enjoyed sex, but, as the song lyric goes, the thrill was gone. Our actions had become monotonous. Her demeanor during sex was one of obligation, not pleasure. But being the misguided soul that I am, I asked an even stranger question. "Honey, do you have the urge to sleep with anyone else?" "Sam! Of all the things you could ask me! Really!" I noticed...
Hot Shop Copyright Oggbashan September 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. It was another of those hot, humid summer evenings that make people wish for a thunderstorm to clear the air. I was sweating in my uniform suit, nylon shirt and polyester tie, standing behind...
Tony and Susan Trent had been neighbours as children, then school friends, then closer friends, and eventually married. They had a small apartment near to the centre of the town. Susan had worked up to become an under manager of a section in a department store, whilst Tony was in the accounts section of a trading company. They had no plans for children. Whilst not wealthy in monetary terms, they were wealthy in relationship terms, and were very much in love. Life was fairly mundane,...
These events occurred many many years ago, so I’ve had to use my imagination to fill the gaps, with maybe a bit of embellishment too.....Some people would say it’s bad enough cumming in your pants just looking at photos – which is what happens to me all the time – but doing it before you’ve even bought the mag? Pathetic! My only regret is the only girl I was able to tell, that Her cover photo made me pants-spunk standing in the shop in my dirty mac, was Miss Danica. The first time was back in...
You look good my darling slut, standing in the corner with your hands on your head, dressed in your old school uniform. Even at the grand age of twenty-seven it still fits your slim figure beautifully. My cock is already so very hard. The flash goes off, and I give you an order, "Lift the skirt slut" I watch as your hands slowly and teasingly lift up the skirt exposing your ass and white school knickers. The flash goes again. "Over the chair slut" I watch you lay across the chair, before I walk...
FetishPlease read the first part “First Class AC Nightmare” @ https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/first-class-ac-nightmare/, would help to get the plot of this story. And second part for continuation “Glooming at Gents Hair Saloon” @ https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/glooming-gents-hair-saloon/, would add spice to the current story. And third part for continuation “Village Adventure of an Idiot Wife” @ https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/village-adventure-idiot-wife/ , would add spice...
Let me introduce myself. My name is Nicki—when I was younger I used to put a little heart instead of a dot over the first ‘I’. But I have kind of grown out of that now. I am about five feet six in stocking feet, and five nine most of the time—I love wearing heels. I have long wavy brown hair and a… curvaceous body; sometimes it’s hard for men to make eye contact with me—they prefer making eye contact with my boobs. But that’s OK. I live in Brighton, and have since I graduated from university...
ExhibitionismI walked home, heels clicking on the pavement, feeling full of life. What had I done? Something completely out of the ordinary, and it had left me feeling, well, amazing. The world seemed brighter, sharper, louder—Like I had been looking at the world through dirty sunglasses, and now I’d taken them off. I got back to my flat and climbed the stairs, let myself in, dropped my bag, took off my coat and collapsed once more into my chair. Wow. Now what? It felt like whatever I did with the rest of...
I walked home, heels clicking on the pavement, feeling full of life. What had I done? Something completely out of the ordinary, and it had left me feeling, well, amazing. The world seemed brighter, sharper, louder—Like I had been looking at the world through dirty sunglasses, and now I’d taken them off. I got back to my flat and climbed the stairs; let myself in, dropped my bag, took off my coat and collapsed once more into my chair. Wow. Now what? It felt like whatever I did with the rest of...
BDSMThe hubby had woke with his usual huge morning glory from dreaming about last night, when he and his wife had made love. But as he lay there slowly stroking his cock, he started to fantasize about his wife and the things they had done in the past, and how horny she could be at times....so he set himself a mission that morning.... he was going to make his wife cum in her newly purchased shop. He showered, shaved, dressed in jeans and put on his favourite shirt, which he knew his wife liked him...
When I was younger in the 1970'sI used to do odd jobs for a local corner shop you know, deliver odd groceries to elderly people , sweep up wash windows ect. The owner paid me a couple of quid for the Saturday mornings work . Sometimes I would buy loose tobacco or single cigarrettes off him. 5p a cig ( those were the days!) There was a Friday I went to the shop as sometimes I got the jobs done on a Friday evening to save time on a Saturday so I could go do my own thing . Anyway, I went in...
sue stopped outside the pet shop and checked the address on the piece of paper her Mistress had given her. It was the right place ok. She pretended to look at something in the shop window while she steadied her nerves, the mixture of fear and excitement she felt made her stomach churn and she licked her dry lips anxiously. She took a quick look over her shoulder at the people passing by in the street, she hardly ever came to this part of town and she was sure she would not bump into anyone she...
sue stopped outside the pet shop and checked the address on the piece of paper her Mistress had given her. It was the right place ok. She pretended to look at something in the shop window while she steadied her nerves, the mixture of fear and excitement she felt made her stomach churn and she licked her dry lips anxiously. She took a quick look over her shoulder at the people passing by in the street, she hardly ever came to this part of town and she was sure she would not bump into anyone she...
Favourite Shop I dressed to go to my favourite lingerie shop. Nothing too obvious, just pretty lacy panties and matching suspender belt and black seamed stockings under my normal clothes. The panties and suspender belt were black satin with lots of lace trim. The panties were almost like French knickers with satin front panel and lace sides, loose fitting with a sexy split up the side. The suspender belt, sitting almost hidden was simple, satin front with lace panels leading down to...
1. The ladies wear shop was called Experience. It lay outside the town centre where there were fewer passers-by but rents were lower and Jane Silk managed to make a living doing what she enjoyed - selling "on trend fashions for the discerning lady." Her clientele were mainly more affluent well dressed ladies who wanted classic fashions with just a nod to the current trends. She stocked dresses, skirts, tops, jackets, coats, trousers, knitwear, some underwear and hosiery and a few...
In the 70s there was a normal bookshop in London, on the edge of Soho, maybe Tottenham Court Road or Charing Cross Road, and going past I noticed a sign saying ‘adult books’ and an arrow pointing downstairs. Of course I went in, and you had to walk the length of the shop, in your dirty mac, to get to the stairs leading down to the dirty bookshop. Once there though I had the joy many times of acquiring armfuls of mags to add to my huge collection. There’s always a few of us in there, pervs in...
My father owned a pretty lucrative fix-it shop in the town where we lived.Although I never felt that my father was very intelligent, he did make agood living for us because he was an extremely hard worker, staying openseven days a week and often working into the evening. My father was aquiet guy for the most part who appeared to be popular with customers butnever had a lot of close friends. After serving in the military, he met mymom and left his own family behind in another state. After I...
I was in the garage, inside my homemade darkroom developing some pictures of an antique car show I had been at a month or so ago when I heard the outside door buzzer ring. Photography has been my hobby and passion ever since high school some twenty five years ago and I spend most weekends on photo shoots or developing shots I have already taken. I looked around the darkroom and made sure everything was alright, turned on the interior lights and went out into the garage and opened my backdoor. I...
The guy from a chicken shop Thanks for your lovely feedback for my last story . Am overwhelmed with love. Thanks once. Again My next story which I have encountered at the age of 17 is way am going to pen down now. While I was quite happy with my friend at school , whom we twice a week met in his bed at home right after our school get over, we started to taste both of our ass. We even bathed together while having kissed each other . Just lying naked in our shoulders . It was quite a love that...
Gay MaleHello guys, I’m Mayur, 18-year-old, with a dark and attractive complexion. I live in Mumbai. The story I’m about to tell you happened a few months ago. Its a long story, so if you expect spicy stuff in a few words, this isn’t for you. Anyways, this is my first story, so apologies if I make mistakes! Girls/aunties can mail me on for sexual fun. Moving on towards the story, One of my close friend, who lives in the vicinity once purposely challenged me to buy a condom from the chemist. As I am...
Ellen looked her potential new hire over. The nineteen-year-old was certainly on par with the rest of the shop’s girls in looks, for what little that mattered. She was roughly 5’8”, with a trim build that left her perky breasts, natural and roughly a 34C to Ellen’s trained eye, as more than ample for her frame. Blond, though a rich honey to Alice’s platinum. Deeply tanned skin, which couldn’t be natural on station, and enchantingly rich blue eyes, so vivid they were almost purple, finished off...
LesbianMy FavouriteLike most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour I suppose. Then again, that’s ginger, or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense, I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once... I’m not totally crazy.My second great passion is feet. Women’s... of course. Preferably manicured, but I’m not going to turn my nose up at...
CHAPTER SEVEN THE FIRST DAY After overhearing the conversation yesterday, I was more nervous than ever. Since the conversation, Beth hadn't even eluded to it. That morning, however, Beth seemed worried too. It was clear she knew that the placement at Amy's dress shop could lead to some big freelancing contracts down the line with her magazine. And a permanent job for me. I also think she thought her reputation was on the line. Beth was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with the hem of...
Hi dosto kaise hai.aap ne meri 1 kahani padhi hogi bhabhi ki 13 bar chudai.or bahot saare mail bhi muje mila hai or is bar bhi ye kahani achhi lage to jarur mail karna. Me Rahul 23 saal ka Ranchi se hu.me is bar bhi koi galti ho to maf karna. Me Rahul shop chalata hu.ye shop government thru hai is liye is shop me roz ka hisab roz likhna padta hai.is shop chalane thoda bahot dar bhi rahta hai.kyoki kisi bhi waqt or kisi bhi samay adhikari yani sir shop cheking ke liye aasakte hai.pease bahot...
I entered the sex shop with a little trepidation. Not because I was entering a sex shop, no I had been into many sex shops in my life. No the reason for the trepidation was that today I had decided my shopping spree would be partially en-femme. That is under my male clothes I was wearing my pink PVC peek-a-bum panties. The panties had a full crutch at the front and a hole at the back for access to my sissy pussy. Of course the panties would go undetected but I had for some reason decided...
My name is Susan Smith. and I go to a mixed secondary modern school near London. I am fairly tall for my age with long blond hair and blue eyes like my mum, I suppose you could say I’m quite a pretty girl, possible a bit too slim but mum said that would change as I got older. I lived with my mum and my younger sister in a rented terraced house with a small garden in front, not that far from the school. So I was able to walk to school every day with my little sister. We’d lost our father...
11 – Maire’s In-Shop experiences“Rise and shine, beautiful”, I heard Liam’s voice. “Time to get up, sweetie” he said cheerfully.I moaned. My head hurt, my body was sore, and my eyes seemed glued shut. Finally, I looked over to where Liam’s voice had come from. He was standing in the doorway of our bedroom, already dressed for work, smiling at me.“Someone looks like they had a hard night” he grinned. Images were dancing in my head recalling last night. I groaned again and said half in jest, “Go...
CHAPTER FIVE: THE SHOP I decided to take everyone at their word. The following day, Tuesday, I came into the office and greeted everyone as I normally did, though the greeting I received back was much more attentive and sweet. I dropped my purse and bag on my workstation surface and went about turning on all the machines, changing phone messages, etc. I stood in the center of my circular workstation and realized I had eyes from many directions on me. There was no reason for anyone but me...
Hi I’m Ashu from Lucknow and mai ISS ka bahut bada fan hu padai khatm hone k baad jab koi naukri nhi mili to papa ne meri cosmetic ki shop kara di aap jo jantte hai k cosmetic shop me kya-2 milta hai aur aurte aur ladkiya aati or fir is tarah mere b shop pr kai aurte ladkiya aai jinse Mere sambandh ho gaye to maine socha 1-1 kar k sare sambandh aap logo se sere karo agar aap logo ko meri story pasand aaye to mujhe mail karna meri ID He ab apna parichay karata hu mera naam ashu hai dekhne me...
The Kennel The KennelPhoebe smiled. ?Soapy, I think I?m going to leave Nolan down there in the Kennel for another week.? The now platinum blonde giggled, and her full breasts bounced a bit in the violet halter top. Soapy tried not to drool behind the counter. Damn she?s looking good he thought, just like the tramps in my Narcotics Anonymous meetings. ?But I thought your original bargain with Nolan was he stayed a week, wasn?t it, Phoebe?? Jesus, Soapy thought, Nolan had actually...