"A lonely housewife finds a young friend."
I jolted awake and realised I had overslept my alarm. A quarter past nine on a September morning. I had things to do. I staggered across the bedroom and drew the curtains back. Sunlight streamed into the room, blinding me...
"Flashing is usually a solitary group activity."
I blend in. Think about those librarians who glide down a staircase and remove their glasses in slow motion. They become supermodels. I turn into another librarian. That suits me fine. That way, I don’t need to slink to indulge...
"Wife participates in my exhibitionism Fetish."
I shared how my wife started opening up about exhibitionism in a previous story. This happened about ten years into our marriage. To summarize, up to this incident, we knew and talked about how we enjoyed showing off, me more...
"A young man caught glimpses of his neighbor while she was getting dressed."
Monica’s long, nimble fingers had her blouse half unbuttoned by the time she first strode past the cracked-open bedroom door. “Thank you for fixing that running toilet, Sweetie,” she called out into the hallway. “I only jiggled the handle for you,...
"Letting off Steam at the Pickleball Christmas Social"
"I can't believe his thighs!" Sheila drooled, as she followed the lunging swipes of newcomer Josh. Their beginners' pickleball Christmas social was certainly looking up. "Now there's a Christmas present I'd like to unwrap," Sheila mused."Yeah, how old would you...
"Decorating the Christmas tree with lustful lesbians is never a simple affair."
It was tradition to decorate the Christmas tree together for our party. Last year it was at Heidi's house, and before that, Dee's. This year, it was my turn. Everything began normally with the typical flirting and gossiping that ensued...
For Bella and Austin, Christmas was their favorite time of year. Decorations adorned every corner of the house. The two loved Christmas so much that Austin spent Christmas Eve dressed up as Santa Claus and visited every house in their...
"A couple puts on a light show for the block party."
The living room glowed faintly, a single candle flickering on the coffee table. Outside, the hum of holiday music and bursts of laughter drifted through the quiet of our home. My pulse quickened as I peered through the curtains, the...
"The mall Santa gets rewarded for his service"
Being a Mall Santa is a thankless job. The costume is hot, the beard is itchy, and you always run the risk of a child peeing on your leg. Not to mention, they don't really dry-clean the suit in between...
"It’s the flash, flashiest time of the year."
I can normally keep controlled, but mistletoe urges my cock and triggers my urges. It keeps witches away, mistletoe does. They can smell it. Nobody else can smell it, but I can—witches and perverts, and I’m no witch. Mistletoe berries are...
