The Curious Case of the Mutating Flasher Entwhistle Investigations 1
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……………... I’m 22 and almost 5ft4 and 118 with brown eyes and almost black hair. I have mischief in my eyes a lot because I got mischief in my head a lot. Anyway, I got into flashing back before I was in high school. Not like blatant flashing or pulling my panties down in public, but like spreading my legs and making it seem I didn’t know I was doing it. Like whooooopseees, sorry about that. Some girls like doing it but what I can say about me is that I realllly liked doing it. Like...
Introduction:If you like looking up girls skirts, then you will probably like this.I’m Pepper and please dont judge me too much for grammar and all that because Im not a professional writer and I don’t wana get all bogged down seeing if I did everything right. I mean jeeeeze, if you wana have great writing and sex then how about just going to your local library and blowing yourself some Shakespeare? Anyway, this is about when I got into flashing and its my first story here.……………...I’m 22 and...
I love to show women my dick. That’s all there is to it. Show me a woman, and I’ll find a way to get her to glance at my cock. I love it. It turns me on. Especially if I’m hard, and they smile, or lick their lips. I love the looks on their faces when they see my cock, and then look away they pretend disapproval. And when, after just a few seconds, they look back, and squirm, I know that the disapproval is only for propriety sake. This story is about one of my...
Tenerife 2 My brother Tony and I had spent all day yesterday in various bars and clubs around the town near our hotel. It was a 14 hour drink fest and my big brother had paid for the lot. I think he felt a bit guilty about leaving me on my own the day before to see his Spanish friends. He didn’t need to, as I had a great day at the local nudist beach. (read Confessions from Mac the Flasher – A Serial Public Masturbator (2) ). I had woken with furry mouth that matched the feeling of...
As I have mentioned in an earlier chapter I’m 32 years old. What I haven’t mentioned anything about is whether or not I have a girl friend or I am married. Well to set the record straight, I am in between girl friends and not currently married. “No really!” I’m sure some of you may have thought or even said out loud. “No shit Sherlock, you do surprise us” But let me set the record straight here and now. I was married, but I’m now divorced. I was married to Carol for 2...
Introduction: The Early Years ( Chapter 2 ) Girlfriends 1 It would be a good idea to read the previous chapters as knowing some of the history involved will certainly help in understanding the underlying theme of this and any other future chapters. As I have mentioned in an earlier chapter Im 32 years old. What I havent mentioned anything about is whether or not I have a girl friend or I am married. Well to set the record straight, I am in between girl friends and not currently married. No...
It was a warm day in June and the little beach area on the lake was busy with families. The kiosk had a line with children waiting to buy ice cream or sodas. Teens played soccer or sat in groups talking. The school year was over and everyone was happy.On a knoll a bit away from everyone else, just where the forest began, lay two teenaged girls. A blonde and a brunette. The blonde was on her back and the brunette on her stomach. Their skins were gleaming of sweat as they baked under the...
First TimeI’m a 64 year old closet flasher. I like to think about doing it and read stories here and elsewhere but that’s about it. My wife and I go to a nude resort periodically but they are very straight and things like erections in public will get you thrown out. But my wife likes to flash also does show a bit more opening her legs for an open pussy shot when a guy is staring.But this year things may have changed a bit for me.We have a 69 year old widow living next door. A very nice conservative lady...
If women were honest, we would admit to enjoying a bit of voyeurism, a rogue wanker in the bushes, shooting as you pass him, nothing titillates a girls libido more, than a stolen glance at a man in full flow, especially something so sexual and in your direction.I have had more than my fair share of stolen moments, partially because I hold no fear of men doing it in public, and because it turns me on, yes, I get an instant wetness between my legs, knowing a little response from me will make him...
Caught flashing and severely punishedI was in a park which had a long winding path. I had stripped naked in the bushes and was walking along the path, my huge freshly shaved 10 inch long fat cock was rock hard, I was looking for women to flash to. I love flashing to women and girls, to wank in front of them and spunk as they watch. Suddenly I heard female voices approaching along the path. I jumped into the bushes and peeped out. Two young women aged around 19 rounded a bend in the path. When...
The boys and girls were in two lines facing each other across The Den, a big dark space in the heart of a massive wild rhododendron bush in the scrubby wasteland behind the estate, and we were about to have our first Sexual Education lesson. Lizzie was standing with her head down, shoulders hunched forward, staring in fear at the empty space between the two lines. She was doing her best not to be noticed; she always tried not to be noticed. And it always worked: nobody ever noticed...
Facebook, Youtube and Google were still vague ideas in the heads of nerds and porn was something you really had to buy from the magazine stand or for the really good stuff, from backstreet bookshops where the dirty old men hung out. The magazines were of poor grainy quality and if I remember correctly women still had pubic hair. Not trimmed neat pubic hair, but big wild bushes of the stuff, somewhere big game hunters could go or you might find a grizzly bear buried deep in the bush. ...
Everyone is on the lookout for the Bogey Man, he is real and he is in your imagination. Big Brother is your new neighbour. Do all these cameras stop the crime on our streets? Do they eliminate the threat of terrorism? And do they stop me getting my cock out and having a wank in McDonalds while sitting near a sexy female and her friends while they munch on a Big Mac? Er.. no not really. I can’t speak for street criminals, the purse snatchers, drug dealers or even the terrorists. I don’t...
I love to masturbate with the thought of being caught. I masturbated on a train with a pretty girl at the side of me. It was winter so I had my coat on my lap. I unzipped my fly and stroked my cock to an intense orgasm. All the while the girl had no clue. Or I go into a department store, grab something and go into the changing room. I get all naked and if there is a seat I’ll sit down and start to jack off knowing there are people around and at any time someone could walk in on me and it...
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As a boy of 12, the teenage years for a boy loom on the edge of the horizon, tantalisingly just out of touch of your grasping fingers and you’re wanting all that it potentially offers the young mind and body. But before the teenage years, you are 12 and your mind and body are given a serious kick in the teeth first. Now, If a boy of 12 was to utter the swear word “Cunt” to their...
‘Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ aliiiiii, hiiii, ha-haiiiiiii, iiive, haaa yehaa-aah!’ I put my head in my hands to try to escape Vaughn’s Bee Gees routine, and the round of stares and giggles it had brought from the crowd of teenagers nearby. It was early Saturday evening, and I was in for the long haul at the music section of the bookstore. In no shape to deal with customers or my coworkers’ insanities was I, five-thirty and I still felt hungover, having put away most of a bottle of Malibu at Lou’s...
I’m not sure why, but something made me want to go to the park. A light jacket and jeans over a a blank black t-shirt were my shield from the approaching autumn’s breeze. Coffee warming my hands, I smoked a cigarette and crossed the street into the main green area of town. Many acres wide with a nie stream running through it, it attracted all sorts of joggers and general outdoors people. I picked a bench by the little walking bridge that crossed over the wide stream and sat to enjoy a...
My first sexy story, written about fifteen years ago (you can tell by the music references!), based off a fantasy I had while working retail. ‘Hi,’ she said. I looked up. She was leaning onto the information desk at the record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I immediately slipped into ‘helpful employee’ mode (trying not to enter ‘helpful employee staring at gorgeous babe’ mode, at least...
Introduction: The Early Years ( Chapter 1 ) This is how for me it all started, the public wanking that is. Im not asking for for forgiveness or understanding, Im just telling you how it is. That girls are sex objects and that part of the thrill. Does that make me a pervert? Yes, so get over it. —————————————————————————————————– As a boy of 12, the teenage years for a boy loom on the edge of the horizon, tantalisingly just out of touch of your grasping fingers and youre wanting all that it...
My night was very restless. I was going on two weeks without a hard cock to enjoy. I had gone from wanting sex to needing sex and, after Steven’s disappointment and the events of the past days, I was ready to explode. My toys and fingers just couldn’t satisfy me and my level of arousal had my body tingling all over. I masturbated so much that my arms grew weak and tired. I went through three or four sets of batteries with my toys, vowing to buy rechargeable batteries or electric toys. At...
ExhibitionismThe first thing I did was to pull up the blinds in my bedroom window. I then opened the window maybe one-third of the way up. Not only did I think it would be nice to have to warm late-spring air filling the house, but I also wanted to let the boys know where I was. I decided that I’d show off just a bit for them but do so in such a manner that they’d think it was unintentional. I live in a very nice home but I was well aware that if one does not raise the bedroom window almost perfectly...
ExhibitionismWhat can I say about Steven? He’s nice, maybe too nice. He’s tall, gaunt but with an athlete’s build, has a swarthy almost Mediterranean complexion, and works for himself as landscaper and home remodeling contractor. Being single generally means that I can do what I want, when I want, and I have nobody to answer to. I love it and wouldn’t trade it for the world. The only downside is that if you’re a single female, you also have friends that look upon your being unattached as some form of...
ExhibitionismSeverely punished for flashing Part 2 - castration The trap opened and Alice dragged me out and threw me onto the grass. With Alice and Jane, there were four other women and a dozen men accompanied Alan and Peter, they were all naked. Alice hosed me down with ice cold water to wash all the night’s piss and shit from my body then I was dragged to the torture chamber and slammed face down onto the table. The men ****d me brutally over and over while the women forced their pussies against my mouth...
I’m not sure why, but something made me want to go to the park. A light jacket and jeans over a a blank black t-shirt were my shield from the approaching autumn’s breeze. Coffee warming my hands, I smoked a cigarette and crossed the street into the main green area of town. Many acres wide with a nie stream running through it, it attracted all sorts of joggers and general outdoors people.I picked a bench by the little walking bridge that crossed over the wide stream and sat to enjoy a cigarette...
As I have mentioned in my other sex stories, I have a 32F-25-38 figure. I have a big boobs so men always stare at me. In the apartment my friends and I live, there is a pervert who always stares at my boobs openly whenever he gets the chance. This pervert is the apartment’s electrician. So he is always around. He gets his chance when we are in elevator. Even when other people are around, he positions himself towards my direction and stares at my boobs. I’ve been used to this so I ignored...
It was late on a dull Wednesday night,and i was high as a motherfucker rolling nuts. Horny as ever i was feeling like some good white pussy so i drove down to the south end of the island to the medium income condo complex. I pulled in to the poolside parking lot and sat in my car with my dick out waiting for some white pussy to walk by to flash. My dick was starting to stand up from me stroking thinking about the naughty freaky nature of what i was scheming to do. And then from around the...
"Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' aliiiiii, hiiii, ha-haiiiiiii, iiive, haaa yehaa-aah!"I put my head in my hands to try to escape Vaughn's Bee Gees routine, and the round of stares and giggles it had brought from the crowd of teenagers nearby. It was early Saturday evening, and I was in for the long haul at the music section of the bookstore. In no shape to deal with customers or my coworkers' insanities was I; five-thirty and I still felt hungover, having put away most of a bottle of Malibu at Lou's...
Quickie SexMy first sexy story, written about fifteen years ago (you can tell by the music references!), based off a fantasy I had while working retail. "Hi," she said. I looked up. She was leaning onto the information desk at the record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I immediately slipped into "helpful employee" mode (trying not to enter "helpful employee staring at gorgeous babe" mode, at least...
Voyeur“Hi,” she said. I looked up. She was leaning onto the information desk at the record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I immediately slipped into “helpful employee” mode (trying not to enter “helpful employee staring at gorgeous babe” mode, at least not yet). Fumbling a smile, I stood up from where I’d been hunting for a pen under...
Copyright © 10-22-2002 by E. J. Sheeran She was flashing me! I didn't realize it at first. I just thought I was in a fortunate position, sitting at the table of the corner sidewalk cafe. There were not many other people there at this time in the afternoon. She had something in front of her that looked like an ice tea or Coca-Cola and was reading a book. I had just gotten off work and was sitting two tables away and having coffee with an unobstructed view of her legs under her table. She...
My wife has always had an urge to show off. It all started when we were teenagers. We ahd gone to a drive in and we were like all teenagers. We would park in the back rows and usually never saw the movies. On this particular night we were going at it pretty heavy. When I picked her up at her house she came out in a little short button down dress and look hot as hell. Well it didn't take long once we were at the movies for things to heat up quickly. Because the dress was a button up dress it was...
VoyeurTo set the scene a little. Jamie and I met and became lovers at a very early age when we moved into a dorm together. We added friends to our little sex club over the following year until there were 8 or so members. These are my best recollections from those times. Obviously actual conversations and the details of events are a joint product of my memory and my imagination, but the events themselves actually happened....enjoy.Chapter OneJamie and I were sat on the grass down by the small sunken...
Sunday School The boys and girls were in two lines facing each other across The Den, a big, dark space in the heart of a massive wild rhododendron bush in the scrubby wasteland behind the estate, and we were about to have our first Sexual Education lesson. Lizzie was standing with her head down, shoulders hunched forward, staring in fear at the empty space between the two lines. She was doing her best not to be noticed; she always tried not to be noticed. And it always worked: nobody ever...
It was early afternoon and 14 year old Mark was standing at the entry door to the flat he and his mum had just moved into, the flat was at the top of a tower block there was only one other flat on the landing and the only way onto the landing was through a locked door which you needed a key for or you had to be buzzed in by a tenant of the landing. Mark knew the other tenants were 12 year old Mandy her sister 16 year old Sara and their dad who was a long distance lorry driver and hardly ever...
It was early afternoon and 14 year old Mark was standing at the entry door to the flat he and his mum had just moved into, the flat was at the top of a tower block there was only one other flat on the landing and the only way onto the landing was through a locked door which you needed a key for or you had to be buzzed in by a tenant of the landing. Mark knew the other tenants were 12 year old Mandy her sister 16 year old Sara and their dad who was a long distance lorry driver and hardly ever...
It was early afternoon and 14 year old Mark was standing at the entry door to the flat he and his mum had just moved into, the flat was at the top of a tower block there was only one other flat on the landing and the only way onto the landing was through a locked door which you needed a key for or you had to be buzzed in by a tenant of the landing. Mark knew the other tenants were 12 year old Mandy her sister 16 year old Sara and their dad who was a long distance lorry driver and hardly ever...
Full permission is granted to reproduce this work, provided credit is given to the author. The following is an adult story. If you are not 18, you cannot read it. If you are offended by sexually oriented material, stop now. This is my second attempt at writing a story any comments would be appreciated email [email protected] Playing the Naughty Schoolgirl for the Club By SissySlutSue I had been serving Bill and Jane for several weeks when they told me that they had...
This story is a two part. We did it my way, then her way. Enjoy The first part is about how a schoolgirl fantasy, that I wanted to do with my girlfriend. The second part is how my girlfriend did the same kind of fantasy, but she had a twist of her own to do it. It all started, when we looking up costume on what to be for her Halloween company party. She wanted to be something sexy because everyone in her office think it's kind of boring, and she wants to change that. We were looking online and...
StraightThe Girls Only Club by Pamela ([email protected]) Chapter 1 At lunchtime recess one day in late spring, Blake casually strolled to a large garden of rose bushes planted on the far side of the school yard. The other eighth grade boys normally never went there since they preferred to hang out near the school building playing ball games or huddling together in noisy groups teasing each other and roughhousing as boys are wont to do. Normally Blake would be with them, but this...
This story was especially written for me by Darlene Le Queen and to my knowledge has not been published before and now Darlene has very sadly passed away. It does require serious editing but as its Darlene's thoughts its best to leave alone/ The Club How long would I be in for it this time, I asked myself? We were at The Club where my wife Barbara is an active senior member. Club stands for "Civilized Living under Glamorous feminine Beauty." Its motto is "Better Living...
If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is...
The Friday Night Card Club has been a staple of life at the Westhill Country Club for over seventy years. The criteria for membership are simple. You have to be a member of the country club. You have to be invited to join. You have to be a woman. And, most importantly, you have to be willing to abide by all of the rules of the Card Club.The first rule of Card Club is: NOBODY talks about Card Club.The Friday Night Card Club meets at the old clubhouse located at what is now the back of the golf...
BDSMBlack Breeders Club - a cuckold story if only was true and not fantasy Story about a cuckold wimp husband who has his parents introduce his new wife to a club where their wives are black man fucked and the husbands have to eat the cum from their cunts. It was my dad who first told me about the club. I was 22 at the time, fresh out of college, and had just married my sweetheart of six years, Trish. I fell in love with her the very first time I saw her, and that was of course when she and her...
Prologue Codes: m/f, m+/f+, f/m, f+/m+, transgender, chastity belt, latex, bondage, mc, nc, modification, Torture, cbt, lactation, snuff, extreme, watersports, femdom, enema, slavery, ponygirl Story Description There exists in this wide and wonderful world a wide diversity of people. This is a story of a group of men and women who take great delight and sexual pleasure in the ownership, abuse, and humiliation of others. Their organization is known simply as The Club. The Club is...
I’m Tom and my lovely wife Silvie and I have been married for eleven years now. We live in suburban Detroit where I’ve worked for one of the auto manufacturing companies for the past fourteen years. We live in this tiny little house in a suburban city just south of Detroit. It’s predominantly a blue collar neighborhood. It’s a nice town and nothing exciting never really happens here. The local newspaper headlines are usually packed full of stories about the high school...
I’m Tom and my lovely wife Erin and I have been married for eleven years now. We live in suburban Detroit where I’ve worked for one of the auto manufacturing company’s for the past fourteen years. We live in this tiny little house in a suburban city just south of Detroit. It’s predominantly a blue collar neighborhood. It’s a nice town and nothing exciting never really happens here. The local newspaper headlines are usually packed full of stories about the high school football team. Now the...
Oh a missed call from my Doc's office. I wonder what that is about, my next appointment is not for 3 months. So I called them back."Yes Sir, we would like you to come in and get a lab sheet, then we will arrange an appointment to discuss the results.""Is this a follow up to my physical?""Yes you could say that.""OK I will pick up the sheet today. Is tomorrow earlier enough for the lab test?""Yes that would be good. Can we make the consult on the results for 4 pm next Thursday?""Yes that will...
The Pink Pussycat Club Adam Keynes had been in his gilded prison for some three weeks now with his two fellow inmates. He had been given a choice of prison or working for the Government. It had not been a difficult decision to choose the latter option, but now that he was here he was expected to work as part of a team and to achieve results. The problem was that he really did not get on with the other members of his team. The nerd Liam Quayles spent most of his time on the computer...
Desperate timesTonya was a junior in college when she lost her scholarship foolishly. They didn’t kick her out altogether, but the steps they did take took away her ability to pay for school. The student disciplinary committee pulled her scholarships, withdrew all grant money, made getting a student loan impossible and to finish the final hit on her financially, made it impossible to be employed by any business associated with the school. She walked from the administration building in tears....
Oral SexMy name is Frank and my girlfriend is Joanne. I'd never even heard ofthe place, but it was her birthday, so her choice. When I found outwhat went on there, I wouldn't have gone anywhere near it for a verygood reason I'll tell you about in a minute.You wouldn't have even known the club was there. It was down this darkalley, lit by a weak streetlight, and just a green door with "TheKitten Club" above in a faulty old neon light. A couple of bouncerslooked twice at us but let us in.Once we were...
The Black Cock ClubbyTomWard©Chapter One: The Grand TourLucy assured me she'd look after me as we headed down the long driveway of the country house that now served as the black cock club resort. She had started coming here once a week the previous month but this was to be my first visit. As we parked the car and headed up the steps towards the front door there was nothing about the building to give away its unusual purpose. There was, however a completely naked brunette waiting by the...
All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...
When six college girls room together, certain personality types become apparent. There is always the alpha female– or at least one girl who thinks she needs to be in charge of the rest. Dianne is the one whose name is primary on the lease. Everyone else is a flatmate. In addition, she has everyone’s classes and activities on her calendar. And she keeps adding group activities for all six of us... or at least for the five of them.She is assisted in planning everyone’s life by Shelly, the...
FetishNOTE TO ALL! This is a re-submission of an older story. The original story CANNOT be edited, therefore, I ask 2 things. READERS AND WRITERS: Please IGNORE the original story and add any new threads to this version. CHYOO ADMINISTRATORS: Please DELETE the original story of the same title! THANK YOU... Retroguy You're an up and coming executive. Under 30 and already being considered for a partnership in a major financial firm. You're already making a 7 figure salary and have everything going for...
Lucy assured me she'd look after me as we headed down the long driveway of the country house that now served as the black cock club resort. She had started coming here once a week the previous month but this was to be my first visit. As we parked the car and headed up the steps towards the front door there was nothing about the building to give away its unusual purpose. There was, however a completely naked brunette waiting by the door!Lucy had briefed me about the many strict rules of the...
Lucy assured me she'd look after me as we headed down the long driveway of the country house that now served as the black cock club resort. She had started coming here once a week the previous month but this was to be my first visit. As we parked the car and headed up the steps towards the front door there was nothing about the building to give away its unusual purpose. There was, however a completely naked brunette waiting by the door!Lucy had briefed me about the many strict rules of the...
BreaBrea was roaming around the house by herself. Her husband was gone on a business trip or, if truth be known, he was probably out screwing some young thing somewhere exotic around the globe. Brea had only been married to him for a few years before she found out he wasn’t interested in being faithful. She was fifty-eight-years-old, but you would never know it. She worked out regularly to maintain a shapely figure. Most men assumed she was in her thirties.Her skin was a that of a soft tanned...
AnalIntroduction: Mark founds the Naked Jogging Club to make jogging fun. And he has a lot of fun. The Devils Pact by mypenname3000 Copyright 2013 The Devils Pact Side Story: Jogging Club Day One, Monday, June 10, 2013: Anastasia Notes: Takes place during Chapter 10. It was six AM when I slipped out of the house for my morning jog, alone. My husband was still asleep, snoring like a lumberjack sawing wood. I wish Stan would join me, I would bug him to go jogging, to stay in shape, and he would,...