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Streetwalker

Streetwalker My wife and I enjoy a little roll playing in our marriage. My two favorite roll-playing games are the “Little Catholic Schoolgirl” and the “Streetwalker.” I love it when my beautiful wife puts on a “Catholic Schoolgirl” outfit that she got at a yard sale last summer. Usually I’m the “Head Mater” and have to punish her for something. She really gets into it too. It sure makes for some really good sex afterwards. Now the “Streetwalker” allows my tall slender wife to...

Prince of the street

Dad raised his hand and was about to hit me. He was drunk as usual and complained that I was costing him too much. He wanted me out of his life. Tears were running down my eyes. I was a young 11-year-old boy living in a city in Russia. My name is Nicholas, and I was a bit small for my age. My mum left us and Dad was unemployed. We lived in a one bedroom flat that had lots of rugs and little furniture. There was a big old sofa that dad and I slept on. Dad never bought me anything. All my clothes...

Walk On The Street

Walk On The Street By Tyrone Slothrop Chapter 1: Internal Affairs "So you seem to be clear on this one Musgrove. What are you gonna do now? Take some time, hit the beach? Go to Disneyworld? I hear gay days are coming up." Roberts made his usual attempt at humor and was as funny as always, which is to say, not at all. Gerry knew he was finished as a cop. Once you did anything for Internal Affairs you either went upstairs with a promotion or your life was hell. He was very certain...

Shadows on the Street

If anyone had seen Michael Gillian sitting in his parked car in a shadowy corner of a dark street two blocks from his ex-girlfriend's apartment, they would immediately think that something sinister was about to happen. They would be right. The failing sunlight and the subsequent lengthening shadows of evening helped to hide him from unwelcome eyes. He certainly wouldn't want a certain person spotting him here; if she were on to him, it would spoil everything he had been planning for...

The House on Montague Street

Then early last summer there was some activity. Trucks going up and down the street. But I never saw anyone. I didn't think much of it until school started. I was now a junior in high school. My name is Devon, most call me Dev. I'm about the most average kid in our school. 5-8, skinny, brown hair, brown eyes. I just blend into the scenery. I didn't have trouble with anyone; I had enough friends. I was hopeless with girls. Maybe because I didn't play sports, or maybe I was just...

The man across the street

The man across the street.... As long as I can remember people had remarked how with my pretty face, slight build and general demeanor I should have been a girl. After my parents had died in a car accident, I now lived with my glamorous young aunt Charlotte who was a business woman who owned a chain of upscale fashion boutiques. Now, being a hormonal 16 year old adolescent, I was fascinated by her totally glamorous and sexualized way of dressing. Always wearing the highest of heels...

The Lady of Bathe Street

Look, I know I should've looked in the rearview mirror, okay?I know.I mean, I know now.I should've looked in the rearview mirror, or twisted to look out the back window, or hell, I guess I could've washed my car so the goddamn backup camera wasn't covered in dirt.There's a lot of things I should've done. There were a lot of things I could've done. The fact of the matter, my friend, is that I did not do those fucking things, and I ran over the crazy old lady who lived down the street.Well, okay,...

The Cuck Across the Street

So it is a nice warm summer night. The k**s are all outside playing in the street and I have my garage open and I am working on my bike. Just a check over and a very good cleaning. I was planning on heading out tomorrow for a ride just to get away for the day. The night was cooling off finally and I pulled out a lawn chair and popped a beer. I was just sitting on my drive when one of the neighbors came over to say hi. I offered Dave a beer as I found out his name.he grabbed another chair and he...

The Mean Street

"You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop: THE TWILIGHT ZONE."--Rod Serling *** The Mean Street ... A TWILIGHT ZONE story By Anon Allsop Marlene was a young girl that had made poor decisions all throughout her life, decisions that for one reason or another would haunt her until the day she would die. A day to be determined on the mean...

Andrea Street

Bob Casey is an expert skier. He wished that he had the talent to make the United States Olympic ski team. He was in awe of the skiers that did, both men and women. Three winters ago, he was at the bottom of the nine turns that start the "Nose Dive" at Stowe, Vermont, with Billy Woods. Billy hollered to him above the shrieking of the wind, "There she is, whoa!" A woman in full tuck, clad in the red, white, and blue of the American ski team flashed by, down the fifty-eight percent grade, at...

How I met my wife on the street

This happened in the summer of 2010. I'm just a normal guy with a good job and I have never ever just straight up picked a girl up off the streets. When I go to work I have to drive through the South side of Richmond Virginia every day and I see them d**g up crack hookers working the street trying to find some d**g money, 80% of them I wouldn't even want to talk to or touch with a 1000 feet poll. Occasionally...I may see one where I'm like well dam what is she doing out here? But even then...

Franklin Street

Weak sepia sunlight warmed the wooden draining board, tiny feet kicked excitedly at the prospect of auntie Katie’s arrival. Seated on his precipitous perch, the little boy could barely contain himself, his baby eyes seen only the chink of light as Katy appeared at the door with his mother ‘ma wee soul, come tae Katy ma wee lamb, it’s yir birthday darlin’ come an’ see whit ah’ve goat fur ye ‘ Katy pulled his little body into her fur coat and swirled him dizzy in her bosom. She grinned her...

Sin Street

He saw her wandering down the most famous street of debauchery and sin. Despite the immense crowd of drunken fools, he easily picked her out, sliding easily through the crowd as if it were the Red Sea parting in front of her. Many of the other men in the crowd saw her too. It was hard not to stare- a petite brunette, long hair to her waist, with a tight body emphasized by the tighter jeans hiding her long legs, topped off with spiked heels. Even in her high heels, she moved with a grace that...

Little Twitch Down The Street

What a fucking tease! That fourteen-year-old little tease loves to strut her stuff for me. Today Amanda was wearing a bra that made her big tits stick straight out in that tight short white sweater. The sweater was form fitting around each of her breasts enhancing them nicely. Her ultra low raise blue jean mini skirt showed a whole lot of skin below her bellybutton. I swear that it was low enough to show pubic hair if she hadn’t shaved it. Plus that micro mini skirt just barely covered her...

Anita and some workers across the street

Anita and some workers across the street That Saturday morning I was glad to have a day for myself, really a free day… But close to ten o´clock some repetitive hammering from the workers putting a new roof on my neighbor`s house across the street made me finally wake up… I stood naked in front of the mirror looking at my body, looking carefully specially my round buttocks and my thighs. Suddenly a strange motion behind me called my attention. I turned around and saw I was standing directly...

Snatched off the street

Never take a shortcut you aren’t’ familiar with was what I was taught as a young k**. ‘Don’t go down dark alleys.’ ‘Always walk where other people are, in a crowd or something’ Well this time I didn’t listen to that warning, and cut across some train tracks to save some time going home in Brooklyn, NY one night. No one was around, late afternoon, so I thought, why the hell not. I was walking down an empty street lined with trailers left behind by trucking companies that closed for the day....

Dead end street

My name is John Doe and I am in my third year in college. Every year my parents go on a vacation for a month and I come back to house sit. That way I can mow the lawn and take care of the pool. I also help my old coach teach soccer. I love the game and it keeps me in shape. My parent’s house is in a dead-end street and the field is at the end of the street. Just cross a couple of trees, jump the creek, over the fence and you’re there. So it’s much closer than my apartment. I help Monday,...

Crossing The Street

"You say you want to," came the brusque voice over the phone, "but you don't, not really. I can hear it. I know your type, you're too frightened." I nearly panicked. "No, no, please, I need you to teach me, please. Please I want to..." "You want to what?" she sneered after my pause. "You can't even say it, never mind do it." I heard her scoffing laugh through my cell phone and felt the sting as if she were right there. "I don't have time for this bullshit, Sonia." "No, really, I mean it, I...

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Anita and some workers across the street

Anita and some workers across the streetThat Saturday morning I was glad to have a day for myself, really a free day... But close to ten o´clock some repetitive hammering from the workers putting a new roof on my neighbor`s house across the street made me finally wake up…I stood naked in front of the mirror looking at my body, looking carefully specially my round buttocks and my thighs.Suddenly a strange motion behind me called my attention. I turned around and saw I was standing directly in...

Snatched off the street

Never take a shortcut you aren't' familiar with was what I was taught as a young k**. 'Don't go down dark alleys.' 'Always walk where other people are, in a crowd or something'Well this time I didn't listen to that warning, and cut across some train tracks to save some time going home in Brooklyn, NY one night. No one was around, late afternoon, so I thought, why the hell not. I was walking down an empty street lined with trailers left behind by trucking companies that closed for the day. When...

The House on Sackett Street

The House on Sackett Street A love Story By Elizabeth Jane McDonald PROLOGUE The long hell was finally over and the government men left the house. I was alone at last in my new home. Alone, at last, with my new identity, my new name, my new past, and my new future. I was happy... and sad. I walked around the house for a while. It was filled with nice furniture, nice linens, and nice pictures on the wall. The living room was complete with a couch, two nice overstuffed...

The Madam of Fletcher Street

THE MADAM ON FLETCHER STREET by Mistress Tressa The madam had just turned sixty five years old, but for her there would be no social security. Madam Lorraine had a scant employment history, for the past forty years she had operated a high class bordello on Fletcher St.Nestled in an older and affluent neighborhood, the two story house was one of the city’s best kept secrets. It catered to the wealthy and prominent, elected officials were amongst the most frequent clientele. It had never raided...

A girl across the street

The first house I bought was across from a student home. My study room was right in front of the student home. I would spend some of my evenings and nights in my study room gaming or working at my computer. In the room right in front of mine lived a beautiful young lady with dark hair and about 1.75 meters tall. That would be around 5 foot 9. I had already noticed her several times walking by. We had exchanged some smiles. I also could look very well into her room, especially when it would be...

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The Street

I was younger then. Much younger.But I was even then hooked on bondage. I remember the exact moment when I became interested in SB. I was sitting in a small adult theatre in Copenhagen and was watching a succession of BDSM films. Back then it was 8mm (non digital) and usually the theatre owner strung them together on one large reel so he didn't have to change reels more than every twenty minutes. As a woman it was fairly unusual to sit in an adult theatre with a load of groaning men huddled...

The Woman Across the Street

"And I want every speck of dirt off that window. Do you hear me, Isidor? Every speck." "Yes dear." Isidor Rosenberg stood at his 17th floor kitchen window. It was 90° with no breeze, and the apartment was as hot inside as it was outside. Isidor breathed heavily as he smeared Windex ® around the windowpane. His wife, Dara, had been harping at him to clean the windows all day. 90° or not. Those windows will be cleaned. Isidor stopped and stared out the window. He could see a bit of the Manhattan...

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Twelve Maxbridge Street

This is a record of a fantasy, not an attempt to describe a real life dungeon, about which I know almost nothing. Also, the story is heavily influenced by classic French erotica and so does not dwell on the main character's inner thoughts and feelings. It may not be for everyone. THE BEGINNING He looked around his spacious, sparely furnished, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window...

Streetchild

He swung the car around violently on the deserted road and drove back to check what his headlights had lit up. It was late, very late, and he’d been drinking – but nevertheless he was certain his eyes had not deceived him.He pulled up by the kerb where the bundle of rags had suddenly moved as he drove past. It was raining heavily now and as he searched for some sign, he was getting thoroughly drenched.A slight movement made him turn quickly. And then he saw the eyes. Two large bright eyes...

The guys owning that nice dog across the streetbi

I was again on all fours onto my marital bed; my wet cunt being pumped for the third time by Twister, the nice Great Dane across the street.My girlfriend Helena had caught me fucking that sweet dog and she had left.But then I heard other footsteps climbing the stairs to my bedroom. This time it was not Helena; but those spoiled teen agers across the street.Luke and Matt were the real owners of that nice Great Dane, although their slut mother had trained him to fuck desperate housewives around...

Streetcar

Streetcar By Emily Carlisle It was a beautiful, lazy summer's afternoon; I guess that's why I had dozed off. Fortunately, I woke up just in time for my stop. I stepped off the streetcar... Streetcar? ...and started across the street, being careful to look both ways before crossing. I suddenly realized just what I was doing, and stopped dead. I was way beyond confused, and coming up fast onto a real panic. There hasn't been a streetcar through here since at least 1966; I...

Sissy Sister Streetwalkers

SISSY SISTER STREETWALKERS by Throne It was a dark street in a disreputable part of the city. Cars cruised up and down, their male passengers eyeing the tawdrily dressed females who strolled along, flaunting their bodies. One car pulled up to the curb. The gruff voice of the driver said, "We're here, sissy. Get your pretty pink ass out of the car and earn me some money." "Yeah," seconded the voice of a female in the passenger seat. "My man needs his beer and you're paying for...

Four WayStreet

Four-Way Street By Cassandra Morgan "Are we really doing this?" Chris wondered, his apprehension growing. Maggie laughed, but her nerves could be heard, too. "If you want to...." she said. "I mean, we've talked about it enough, haven't we?" Chris stared at the window. The road signs flashed past. Yeah, they had talked about it, all right, endlessly. They had debated and considered and fantasized about it. Theoretically, They agreed that opening up their marriage was a noble...

Streetchild

He swung the car around violently on the deserted road and drove back to check what his headlights had lit up. It was late, very late, and he’d been drinking – but nevertheless he was certain his eyes had not deceived him.He pulled up by the kerb where the bundle of rags had suddenly moved as he drove past. It was raining heavily now and as he searched for some sign, he was getting thoroughly drenched.A slight movement made him turn quickly. And then he saw the eyes. Two large bright eyes...

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VivaStreet

One of the very first things Viva Street greets you with is a dialog box. However, this isn't your conventional "are you 18" greeting message, which is strange. Rather, this website suggests that you sign up to it right away, as soon as you open it up for the first time. This isn't a bad idea all in all, especially if you are dead serious about trying to get an escort in the UK. In the end, it all really depends on your will to have sex with some of the hottest babes on the Isles. If you're a...

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Whore Street

bylittle SebastianIt was just too many nights, that I had not been fucked, so I decided for the best way of hunting for cocks, another night as a hooker.First the outfit. Tight pink half shirt that zipped in the front, padded leather bra with "B" cups, black leather mini skirt and thigh high black fishnet stockings. I packaged my manhood in the tightest jock strap that I could squeeze into. Then came the bright red lipstick and make up. I must say I think that I looked like the hottest whore I...

Dark Street

After a long drive to the city of L.A. Julian, Robin, and Maggie were tired and tried to find a cheap hotel to stay in for the night. They had all been roommates for awhile, and played in their own little rock band where Robin was the lead singer, and Maggie and him played the instruments. He had always lusted after the two women, but had managed hide his feelings not wanting to risk their friendship, but as the sun set a dark fog crept into the tiny street they drove into all that was about...

One Morning at 214 Clitlick Street

After the appropriate sound of a ringing doorbell, a rather matronly looking woman entered a rather matronly looking foyer. The foyer looked matronly by having walls covered in a print wallpaper with columns of cute, farmyard geese. Thin stripes coloured like slightly tarnished copper separated each column from the other. Here and there, a knick knack shelf with a ceramic figure of another goose would assist the single framed mirror with three 'never to be used so don't even try' coat rungs,...

Happy Halloween Street

Fresh out of high school, at the ripe old age of eighteen, I remember hurrying down the local town parade route immediately after the holiday parade. The mayor had decreed that the street, all six blocks of it, would be officially known as HALLOWEEN STREET for the twenty-four-hour duration. I was headed for the biggest, well only, costume shop in town. My new girlfriend insisted I find some racy outfit since she found my Tarzan mockup unacceptable. When she showed me her costume was my old...

The Mom Across The Street

I bought a house a few years ago in what was a predominantly older neighborhood with a few exceptions. One of those exceptions lives right across the street from me. Her name is Gloria and she has two kids. One is a young teenager and the other, a few years younger than that. Since I moved in in the middle of January, I really didn’t meet anybody for the first few months I lived there. Everybody was hibernating for the winter, I included.Well, when spring came around, I started meeting a few of...

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The Hotel Across the Street

At just 18, I found myself working my ass off just to make it on my own. I had a full time minimum paying job and a part-time job that paid a little more. My girlfriend had moved out just two months into a year long rental agreement. She had been cheating on me while I was at work in our apartment. I had taken out an ad for a roommate a few weeks later. I worked as a pizza cook and helped with truck deliveries during the week. On weekends, I worked for a cleaning company. It was on a Wednesday,...

Ana picked up in the street

Ana picked up on the streetThat Friday would be my third night home alone. Victor was in a long business trip and he did not even when he could be backing home.On late afternoon I went to the local mall; some shopping would calm me down for sure. I felt really horny; my desire of fucking a good cock was keeping me on fire. But there was nothing I could do than wait for my loving Victor’s coming back home…When I was on my way back, I met a black man on the street.He stared at me from head to...

Sunday on Sticky Street

SUNDAY ON STICKY STREET NUMBER 1... “Bitch” Michael said to Sam. "You acted like a real slut last night, I thought we were going out for a quiet drink.” “A quiet drink at “The Beating Bishop.” You’ve got to be kidding, there’s no such thing as a quiet drink at the “Bishop” on a Saturday night, you know that. Besides, you got on very well with that Highway Patrol man didn’t you!”Sam replied. “It wasn’t him," Michael replied, "it was all that lovely leather.” He giggled. “Besides, he was much...

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Hosed on the Street

Dashing out of the strip club with $1200 in hand after five hours in the champagne room, I was ready for a night out with Gibson. I called him on my drive home to make sure he was ready to go clubbing. My sexy man was getting dressed when I entered the master bath. He was wearing jeans and a trendy, untucked dress shirt I recently picked up for him at Buckle. I quickly changed into my skinny jeans, a black lace bra, my favorite black blouse that is two sizes too small, and 5" platfrom heels....

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easy street

CHAPTER 1 easy street Couple begins their experiment in chastity. The first similarity is that I was the one who ordered a chastity device for myself, not knowing whether or not my beautiful wife would be interested in it or not. Also that I sprang it on her not knowing within my own heart just how far I wanted to go with it. The differences are many. I did not order it because my sex life with my wife was unsatisfactory. Nor because I have a remarkably...

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The Building at 213 Genesee Street

It was done. A lot of hard work, planning, money and nearly a year of labor went into its making, but as Dave Logan looked upon his creation, he was pleased. The building was exactly as he'd envisioned it. As far as the architect could see, it was his finest piece of work. At six stories high, the structure dominated the small city, and he was certain there wasn't another like it anywhere in the world. Oh, there were other pie shaped buildings in some of the larger cities across the country,...

The Tortured In The Street

Today was the day, it was finally here, i was so excited. my girlfriend had been planning a little "game". all i had to do was to tell my mum and dad that i was sleeping at my friends house, they know that i'm going out with donna but i didn't tell them i was sleeping at donna's house as they would properly say no thinking sexual acts would be a part of the sleep over, they would but i would never say to my parents. i had no idea what donna had planned and that made the wait better. she had...

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Three Green Street

I have been fortunate to have been offered a very good job in the city and was in the process of finding somewhere to live. I responded to a private advert offering board and lodgings in one of the nicer areas of town, the tube station was five minutes walk away and the rent quoted seemed affordable so I telephoned making an appointment to see a Miss Jackson at 3 Green Street the next day. Having located the address pretty easily I ring the bell and it is answered by a very attractive...

Three Green Street

Introduction: Once again ideas have been rattling through my brain, I hope you enjoy, please, please comment, I will take it constructively! My name is Sophie, I am 21 years old and have just finished my final year in university with a first class honours degree in mathematics. I must confess I am rather a plain Jane, I am of average height, slim build, straight long brown hair, small breasts and still a virgin. My uni friends call me a swot, I was extremely focussed on my studies and somewhat...

He lived across the street

this is a 2 part perspective story, so just keep that in mind. Joey: It was the summer right before high school and i was so glad it was my last year with that stupid babysitter jackie. She was fat and lazy and I never liked her. I told my mom about her and she said shed put an ad out for another sitter but until then i was stuck with her. During the day it was pretty boring. But on occasion there was some action going on across the court. I lived in this town home community where my house...

Fucking the Married Chick From Up the Street

Introduction: Decided to type up an experience I had years ago. Hope you enjoy. Let me know if you like it. Fucking the Married Chick from Up the Street We had worked together for a time. She sat in the cubicle next to me at the call center. Everyday that we showed up, we were both happy to see one another. God knows that job was boring enough. So just seeing her made my day that much better. But she was off limits to me. She was married with a kid. Had she ever told me that she was off...

The Street

Claire and I had moved into the street a year ago. It was a great quiet street, mostly young families. We’d met a really nice group of five couples, mainly centered on the social butterflies, Steve and Karen. We’d been invited for drinks along with the rest of the group of friends to Karen’s place. We all knew what these evenings were about but this was the first time we’d been plucked up the courage to attend. As we arrived, the men placed their house keys in a bowl by the front door. This...

The gay nieghbor across the street

That afternoon I had fucked Ana in a wild way after a quick nap.I awoke feeling her red lips wrapped around my dick and I got her on all fours. I grabbed her nice hips and buried myself to the hilt as Ana cried in both pleasure in pain. A while later, as we both were recovering our breath, we heard the ring at the doorbell. Ana looked at me and said it was my turn to open the door. I then jumped off the bed and went downstairs; but I forgot I was fully naked, sporting my semi erect dick covered...

The Street

Claire and I had moved into the street a year ago. It was a great quiet street, mostly young families. We’d met a really nice group of five couples, mainly centered on the social butterflies, Steve and Karen. We’d been invited for drinks along with the rest of the group of friends to Karen’s place. We all knew what these evenings were about but this was the first time we’d been plucked up the courage to attend. As we arrived, the men placed their house keys in a bowl by the front door. This was...

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Fucking the Blond Across the Street

This is based on a true story that happened 25 years ago.It has been six months since my wife and I had split up. Winter turned to spring, and living back with my parents at 25, was no picnic. It wasn't that we didn't get along, it was just that my parents felt that their grown c***dren shouldn't be going back to live with them. They had to deal with my oldest brother when he and his wife split up, now it was me. There was one day I was waiting at the bus stop. This blond haired girl was also...

Susan my slut neighbor across the street

Two days after been gangbanged by those naughty guys across the street and their sweet dog; I was at my back yard, doing some workout and stretching out my body.I heard the front door bell and rushed to open.There it was Susan, the slut neighbor across the street; the mother of those little bastards and the owner of that nice Great Dane.Susan stood there staring at my sweating body. She told me:“Well, Anita… I heard you have enjoyed my sweet little dog…”She smiled devilishly and, before I could...

With Pretty Woman In The Next Street

Hi, Indian sex stories readers.I am Vignesh from Hosur working in Bangalore. Thanks for your feedback and also special thanks for those girls who have sent mail for my last story with my friend Suma. Which was posted as’ first time with neighbor friend Suma’. After having sex with Suma we had not got any time to have sex again. Here I am back with a new encounter with a pretty woman who was next to my street. Her name was Devi. At a pleasant Sunday morning when I had office leave. I went to the...

the girl in my street

well one day i was walking down my street and walking the other way was this girl she had long red hair and short jeans she was looking beautiful. i just said hey then kept walking. in the next couple of days i was talking to her on hotmail we started to get to know each other well so i asked her out. but she said she wants to be friends so i said well cant we be special friends and as she moved closeer to me se said "what does that involve" and i said " how about being friends with benefits"....

Terror On Elm Street

Miriam Smith was just finishing up some shopping at an older mall near the Birmingham airport. These stores were certainly not the premier stores that had recently opened in a new mall near their beautiful home in Mountain Brook. The pretty blonde wife was doing more window-shopping than buying as she was waiting patiently for her husband to call notifying her of his delayed arrival at the airport. He was flying back this evening from a business conference in San Francisco and his plane should...

31st of February Street

Griffen Household on 31st of February Street is a nice suburban house of Mrs and Dr Steve Griffen and their two young children Amy and Sue, 8 and 6 respectively. Quite common, the house viewed from the outside, is a plain old time house with two floors. Almost every day in the evening we see the two young children playing around on the front porch and a proud Dr Griffen looking at them play as Elizabeth, his wife brings his evening tea out. This wet winter afternoon the sky was full of...

Child of the Streets

The winds blew blustery that lone day as the pitiful creature walked the streets of the town. Her dress torn in many places and sewed with patches. Christmas was another day to this urchin who looked like an elf. The streets were paved in cobblestone and covered lightly with the fresh fallen snow. She had seen finery in town . The old store windows had shown the holiday to come and she had walked it every day just to gaze into the windows. Alicia knew one day she would grow up if she...

Shake Down On Sacker Street

“Still got it, girl,” she said to her reflection. Taking another deep breath, Yvonne attempted to calm her nerves. Today was a big day. Her small catering company had been hired for a prestigious event, ‘Women at The Top'. The city’s movers and shakers would be there, and all were women. Make a good impression and doors would open. “You’ve worked hard, girl,” she told herself. Forty-Two, trim figure, shoulder-length dark hair, divorced from a jackass of a husband, a beautiful daughter and...

Fucking the Married Chick From Up the Street

We had worked together for a time. She sat in the cubicle next to me at the call center. Everyday that we showed up, we were both happy to see one another. God knows that job was boring enough. So just seeing her made my day that much better. But she was off limits to me. She was married with a kid. Had she ever told me that she was off limits? No. But I respected that arrangement and never thought about breaking it. As with most workplace friendships between men and women, we began to...

The Boy Who Lived Down The Street

She wanted to go in, always wanted to be with her brother when Jake came over. He was over a lot, he practically lived here with all the time he spent over here. She never went in though; she thought she would be intruding on guy time as he brother called it. They were playing video games. She muffled her laughter with her hand; her brother was making noises which meant he was losing. He turned and glared at her, and she smiled in return. Jake didn’t bother looking at her, never did. No...

The girl from down the street

She turned around and jumped into my arms. She hugged me full on and kissed me on the lips like she was going mad. She wispered in my ear "There is one more thing I would like," and I said "What is that?" She said "I want to fuck you." Well who was I to argue with this girls wishes? I lead her to my room and told her to sit on my bed while I got a condom from my dad's dresser. She told me she was on the pill so I didn't need a condom. "Good enough for me" I thought to myself. I...

LIttle Girl down the Street

She lives down the block from you. Her name is Kara and she lives with her younger brother and sister. She must be around 10 years old now and her sister and brother are 8 and 6. Her family moved in to the neighborhood about 5 years ago. Her dad is a salesman for a Dodge dealer across the river and her mother is a nurse for a nursing home on the other side of town. I knew her parents from seeing them as I drive by and we wave at each other or when I walk my dog. We chat about the weather...

Cold Wind Up Main Street

It was just something I did. Just a sideline, an amusement to satisfy the voyeur in me. Usually on a Thursday afternoon, when it was quiet, so I could see her without disturbance – no customers moving in the way of my desire and interrupting my current fantasy image. ‘She’ was in her forties and beautiful – always in a business suit, always looking immaculate and always incredibly sexy. And then there was me. A student in his 30’s who really should not be pretending to browse the...

At The Dark End Of The Street

The Eagles song… At the dark end of the street … that’s where we’ll meet, hidden in the shadows where no-one can see, the fire of two bodies burning with desire. to be continued… The damp drizzle made it seem colder than it should be for May. I pulled my jacket closed around me and searched for your silhouette approaching in the dimming light. I hear a car door slam and a figure enters the other side of the graveyard. My heart leaps and starts to pound as I see it’s you. I stay off the...

The Woman Across the Street

‘And I want every speck of dirt off that window. Do you hear me, Isidor? Every speck.’ ‘Yes dear.’ Isidor Rosenberg stood at his 17th floor kitchen window. It was 90° with no breeze, and the apartment was as hot inside as it was outside. Isidor breathed heavily as he smeared Windex ® around the windowpane. His wife, Dara, had been harping at him to clean the windows all day. 90° or not. Those windows will be cleaned. Isidor stopped and stared out the window. He could see a bit of the...

LIttle Girl down the Street

Introduction: you know her You Know Her She lives down the block from you. Her name is Kara and she lives with her younger brother and sister. She must be around 10 years old now and her sister and brother are 8 and 6. Her family moved in to the neighborhood about 5 years ago. Her dad is a salesman for a Dodge dealer across the river and her mother is a nurse for a nursing home on the other side of town. I knew her parents from seeing them as I drive by and we wave at each other or when I...

The Woman Across the Street

It was torrential. I could barely see three feet in front of me. I tried shielding my head with my binder but it was instantly soaked through. Only 4 and a half more blocks, I tell myself. My parents went on a 2 week vacation to beautiful Cancun, and I am stuck walking home in record level rain in San Diego. It is late October of my senior year of high school. I finally make it home. My stomach sinks when I realize I left my keys in my gym locker. ‘Fuck!!’ I growl as I kick the the door making...

Halloween on Stanworth Street

I heard them chanting over again, “Go ahead- go in there. I bet you won’t do it.” They were supposed to be my friends, but every Halloween they dared me to go into the old Stanworth Street warehouse. It’s not entirely their fault. Every year, I say I’m going to go in and every year I chicken out. This year will be different. Tonight is Halloween and I’m going to satisfy my curiosity. I know people say the house is haunted, but people say many things to make it sound as if they’re privy to...

easy street

CHAPTER 1 easy street Couple begins their experiment in chastity. The first similarity is that I was the one who ordered a chastity device for myself, not knowing whether or not my beautiful wife would be interested in it or not. Also that I sprang it on her not knowing within my own heart just how far I wanted to go with it. The differences are many. I did not order it because my sex life with my wife was unsatisfactory. Nor because I have a remarkably small or pitiful dick. I am far...

Sunday on Sticky Street

SUNDAY ON STICKY STREET NUMBER 1… “Bitch” Michael said to Sam. ‘You acted like a real slut last night, I thought we were going out for a quiet drink.” “A quiet drink at “The Beating Bishop.” You’ve got to be kidding, there’s no such thing as a quiet drink at the “Bishop” on a Saturday night, you know that. Besides, you got on very well with that Highway Patrol man didn’t you!”Sam replied. “It wasn’t him,’ Michael replied, ‘it was all that lovely leather.” He giggled. “Besides, he was much...

Down the street

Down the street lived a good friend and his mother. I walked over one cold and misty night to see him. He was gone so I pulled up a chair on his back patio and waited for him to get back. After awhile I saw his mother look at me through the window. She was a cute little redhead that was always a bit flirty and she never wore a bra or panties as I would come to find out. She came to the door and told me the her son would be home in a few minutes and offered to let me wait inside. As I said it...

Coronation Street

It was a beautiful day on the famous Cobble street in Weatherfield, Bethany Platt had just sat down having just got in from work when there is a knock at the door.

Burn Street

This is the story of four friends. They fuck each other. They fuck each other over. Initially I'm planning on writing four sides of the same story, each from a different character's point of view. If any parts inspire me, I'll branch off and write something specific to one character. This story might be kind of odd. It might fail miserably. Hopefully some people will get off first. It's fairly short, and to the point (sex, that's the point), so don't expect a ton of exposition. If you've got a...

friday nights on vermont street

It had been a while since we had been out dancing and my girlfriend wanted to do something, ‘like the good old days’. More and more she had been fantasizing about other people in bed, so I was intrigued to know what she had in mind. It wasn’t that surprising, one Friday night, for me to come home to find her sitting with a glass of wine, wearing a dress that I had bought for her. Well, a ‘dress’ I’d bought it for one of our fantasies in the bedroom. It was slightly sheer and tight at the...

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A nice widow across the street

That Friday morning I was horny as hell, since my beloved wife had gone to visit a girlfriend out of town. Ana would not come back home until Monday and I was going crazy about thinking in just sex…So I had a good idea; I would invite our neighbor across the street, Barbara, who was a recent widow in her early sixties, to come home and have a chat.I was thinking about it, as the doorbell rang out. Just a pure coincidence; but my sexy neighbor Barbara was standing there, smiling at me and asking...

Pleasures on Washington Street

I visited the Washington Street Pleasures after lunch today. The parking lot wasn’t very full so as I walked in I was expecting not much action. It took me a while to make some contact, but three guys ended up sucking my dick.The first guy I hooked up with had his hand in his crotch as he sat on a bench outside one of the big booths with a wooden deck in it. The movie playing in that booth was some hot guy muscle action so I too that as a sign. I stood behind one of the partitions that...

Bourbon street

She was walking down Bourbon street with her friends. She heard a jazz band playing and wanted to go listen. She grabbed her friends by the arm and went in the bar. The sound was sensational. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. They walked to the bar and ordered a drink. They started getting into the music and waited for a table to open. After a few more songs and another drink, one finally opened and they hurried to get it. Once they sat down the band started playing a slow sensual...

Married man across the street

I’d lived on the same street for almost 4 years. My first and only home since moving out at 19. Just opposite the road was the Hardman family. Husband, Wife and 2 teenage k**s. The husband John, soon welcomed me to the neighbourhood on the first day. He’d wake for work at 6:20am everyday where I’d see him get dressed through the large bedroom window and wow what a treat that was. He had short dark hair, a distinctive nose, great eyes and a smile to die for. He was definitely a large guy getting...

Down the street

Down the street lived a good friend and his mother. I walked over one cold and misty night to see him. He was gone so I pulled up a chair on his back patio and waited for him to get back. After awhile I saw his mother look at me through the window. She was a cute little redhead that was always a bit flirty and she never wore a bra or panties as I would come to find out.She came to the door and told me the her son would be home in a few minutes and offered to let me wait inside. As I said it was...

Milf from down the street

To start off with, there is a milf that lives across the street and 6 houses down from me. I have never really paid much attention to her, because one, I don't see her that often, and she lives on the other side of the block, so I am never really by her house. The only way I would ever see her, is if I was out in my front yard when she picked her k** up from my neighbors house. My neighbor watches a couple of the neighborhood k**s while their moms/dads are at work. One day, I was outside and I...

The Woman Across the Street

It was torrential. I could barely see three feet in front of me. I tried shielding my head with my binder but it was instantly soaked through. Only 4 and a half more blocks, I tell myself. My parents went on a 2 week vacation to beautiful Cancun, and I am stuck walking home in record level rain in San Diego. It is late October of my senior year of high school. I finally make it home. My stomach sinks when I realize I left my keys in my gym locker. "Fuck!!" I growl as I kick the the door making...

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I took herthe deserted street

I was at the bar again when this woman was checking me out from across the bar.She was older than me, a plump woman red hair, nice big tits, and a big plump ass! She walked over and started talking to me and we decided to meet again the next night since she was with friends. I picked her up at her house and we went to dinner and out for drinks after. She got kind of trashed and in the car on the way back she starts kissing my neck and then she sits back and starts playing with her pussy.I'm...

Halloween on Stanworth Street

I heard them chanting over again, “Go ahead- go in there. I bet you won’t do it.” They were supposed to be my friends, but every Halloween they dared me to go into the old Stanworth Street warehouse. It’s not entirely their fault. Every year, I say I’m going to go in and every year I chicken out. This year will be different. Tonight is Halloween and I’m going to satisfy my curiosity.I know people say the house is haunted, but people say many things to make it sound as if they’re privy to...

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Across the street

We recently had a newly divorced milf move in across from us and she is wild as fuck!Her name is Amy and she is in her early forties, about 5'2 and 150 lbs, you know good pounding size right?Well last night she left her bedroom blinds open, and I can see right i, from my front porch. She definitely saw me staring in a couple of times over the past week. Her son was at her Ex's and she spent the better part of 3 hours trying on clothes, and damn she is fucking hot!Around midnight, her phone rang...

Dead End Street

We lived in an unincorporated community near Birmingham Alabama. There were sixteen houses in a small subdivision all built by the same developer but managing not to look alike. There were lots of trees and the lots were fairly large. The street was about the length of three city blocks and ended in a oval turn around All the houses had been sold for about the same price and all but two were sold to young couples near the same ages (age 22 to 30). There were lots of kids and they were all...

Camryn s All Night AdventureChapter 2 Camryn Stirs Up Wall Street

Sitting on a stool in a stall in the plush Wall Street ladies room, Camryn considered her options. One, she could take the job and figure out a way to avoid all those pesky taxes. Two, she could negotiate a deal that deferred her income into the future but still guaranteed receipt, or she could tell them to stuff it and go back to her nice comfortable existence in a small firm with little chance of advancement. She sighed, and pulled up her fancy French knickers with the crotch cut out...

BlackPatrol Maggie Green Joslyn Prostitution Sting takes pervert off the streets

Tonight we are going undercover into the city’s seedy underbelly. Looking for street rats come sniffing up the trash. Officer Green dressed up like a hooker to set up the bait. We mic’d up Officer Green and stationed some cops along the corners of 8th street. It didn’t take long before every piece of filth came weakling their way from the cracks to try to hit her up. Most of them were too broke to take the bait, but along the way one man looked to have enough cash to afford to make this pick...

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New Order New OpportunityChapter 5 City Streets

James found himself outside the police, station faster than he would have thought possible. They hadn't quite thrown him down the front steps but they hadn't been too polite about showing him out either. He had no more idea of why they had freed him than of why they had picked on him in the first place. That was one of the problems with being a solitary — you were easy pickings as far as the police, the benefit squads, the tax enforcers were concerned. Maybe they were planning to follow...

Allergic ReactionChapter 7 The Street

Tammie knew she had to do something to get the security guard off her back, but she couldn't risk having her actions at the clothing store revealed. And now, thanks to him, she had another unwanted admirer. For the past two days since the guard's visit to her home, the little boy next door had been trying to peek in her window from his tree. She could look out at just about any time of the day or night and find him hunched up on a branch with a pair of binoculars pointed her way. Things...

Mallory Monroe Rise of a Streetwalker

Mallory felt naked as she stepped into the night. Like a frightened child, she peered from her shadowed doorway, searching for any sign of someone coming her way. Seeing no one, and with a churning mix of relief and trepidation, she forced herself to begin the long walk toward the complex gate.The night was quiet on this side of the wall. Mallory’s senses were tuned for any sign of movement. By the time she was half-way to her goal, she’d heard nothing but the sound of her own heels on the hard...

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Tammy the Streetwalker

If the object of the New York authorities were to increase prostitution and depravity, they could not better accomplish it than by their present policy towards the unfortunate class that everybody endeavors to ignore, but who suffer and cause more guilt, crime and misery than even bad rum can justly be held accountable for.-Walt Whitman,Brooklyn Daily Times, June 20, 1859******In mid-January 1975, I had been separated from my wife for seven months. She had actually moved out of our one-bedroom...

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First Bareback With A Tranny From Da Street

I know, I know, you guys must think that I'm CRAAZZYY!! Specially since I have this hangouts and hookups here in South America, but maaann!! These gals are really worth the risk (YOLO!! LOL).. also to be fair, most of the people tend to exaggerate about them..Anyway, here's the thing.. I was just walkin' from work, goin' home and well, If you follow me, you'll know that I live in a hotel room I rented in Downtown.. then I saw this gorgeous tall blonde gal from Streets doin' her "lil turn on the...

Barbara Girl of the streets

There was a downtown area on the waterfront, the kind of place that had gone seedy in those days of urban decay, before yuppies discovered loft space and quaint old storefronts, and gay men moved in to turn bohemian into money. There was a shipyard there, with a large blue-collar workforce, and the downtown had a good stock of cheap bars, adult bookstores where they mopped out the booths every few hours, and..... hookers. They were there in all shapes and sizes, and there was no problem...

A Wet Dream on Elm Street

Christina slowly adjusted the fit of her thigh length dress and looked around at the room. Filled to the brim with fluffy penguins and colorful bears it was her sanctuary. A place where only she could go. She smiled and jumped down into the pile of stuffed beasts and seized one against her firm breasts and rolled onto her back. Brunette curls spilled backward, fanning out over her head. “Mmmm.” She smiled and planted her feet on the floor standing up with a pink and blue penguin in her hands....

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