[MF] [affair] THE RENTER – an erotic story of innocent intention and seduction that ends in romance and love. A true alternative rent boy story.

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I had placed an ad in the paper to rent a room. Having to pay all of the rent for such a large house was draining my resources. Besides, a guy of 18 who had moved away from his parent’s watchful eyes, needed to show them that he was self-sufficient!

The ad said, “Wanted, male, 18 to 24, to share 2 bedroom house, with same. Rent, $200 per month. Call.” And the number was listed. I had the ad running for a few weeks and a number of guys came by to look. The house was a typical bachelor pad, with sparse furniture, and no-frills. It was located in a quiet neighborhood and far back far from the street and other houses. I was

renting from a couple who had moved to Florida and wanted someone to take care of the house.

I guess that either the house was too far away from civilization, or my housekeeping was atrocious because I had no takers. My money was starting to run low and having no extra income as I had planned, was getting to be a real drag. Then I got a phone call from Julie. I hadn’t considered renting the room to a girl, as I thought that it could cause some complications

[M/f-teen] [reluc] [oral] [mast] [cheat] I FUCKED YOUR HUSBAND – You ladies all know me. I’m the babysitter you trust to keep your kids safe while you and your hubby go out and have fun…

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You ladies all know me. I’m the babysitter you trust to keep your kids safe while you and your hubby go out and have fun. When he takes me home late at night, you briefly fantasize about him having sex with me. But then he’s back home soon and you realize that he would never cheat on you with a girl like me. Hee, hee. Oh, you poor woman.

***

You think about it, don’t you ladies? You have a romantic dinner with your husband; go and have a few drinks, then come home anticipating sex. Yes, you know the kids will be in bed because you have a wonderful babysitter. Still, when you have him drive me home, there is that tiny doubt in the back of your mind.

You know he’s horny all the time and I am a sexy little vixen who has caught his eye more than once in your presence. So, what will happen when I get him alone? You worry, don’t you? Check the clock several times as you

[MF] [reluc] [mast] [cheating] BANGING BRITNEY – Twenty-one year old Britney and her boyfriend come over to play cards with a married couple. Opportunities arise and are taken advantage of by two of the four.

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Do you remember the character “Marsha” from the old Brady Bunch show? Well, that’s what Britney looks like. Only 21, she was a smart and hard-working spitfire who had joined my company recently.

Being 40 and a married man, I had no designs on flirting with her. She came to me eager to learn about the business, and I taught her all that I knew. She absorbed it quickly and was already in line for a small raise based on her productivity. We got along well on a personal level also and enjoyed talking about our lives over lunch every day.

Soon Britney and I began to hang out all of the time. Meeting before work for coffee, enjoying lunch, and always walking to our cars together after work. Of course, this led to some office rumors, but there was nothing going on between us. As a matter of fact, Britney and her boyfriend David had invited my wife and me to their apartment complex for a swim in the pool, and all four of us had hit it off.

[MF] [inc] [sleepy][cons] SLEEPY SEX – I’m a female, 21 years old and married and I love sleepy sex. I’ve been cruising around the net looking for anything even remotely connected to my interest, just because it is exciting to me that so many other people share my interest.

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It started when I was in my teens. I found a videotape once, by accident, of me and my father having sex. I had no recollection of it, I’d never even suspected that my dad had abused me, but the evidence was right there. He’d drugged me? I guess, and then after I was passed out set up a video camera to capture his abuse.

I was in my teens when he undressed me, there on my bed, and licked and kissed my unresponsive body. Then he put his penis in my mouth, just jerking off while the head was between my lips until he came that way, shooting his sperm all over my face. He cleaned me up and then a few minutes later, when he was hard again, he made love to me.

He seemed to be having some difficulty and it was with some shock that I realized he was taking my virginity. I’d wondered later when I was 18 or so, why I didn’t have a hymen. I’d felt little real pain the first time

[F-solo] [mast] [toy] BATTERY OPERATED BOYFRIEND – an erotic story of discovering your own body and buying your very first toy… BOB…

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Well, I did it. I bought B.O.B., Battery Operated Boyfriend, vibrator, whatever. The box says muscle massager… yeah right! This is all part of my drawn-out sexual exploration. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been masturbating for as long as I can remember. I can recall as a tot, describing my new discovery to my mother, how doing this, and that made me feel like I had to pee.

I also remember the distressed look on my mother’s face that suggested maybe this was not the best thing to talk about. I once had to share a room with my brothers in a cabin and while I was making my little cot shake, my older brothers laughed and wondered out loud what the heck I was doing. If my discussion of this is arousing to you, STOP THAT! I’m merely trying to demonstrate that little boys are not the only ones with sexual curiosity.

[FF][BDSM] SALESWOMAN – A door-to-door saleswoman makes a house call. Her unprovoked sexual attack gets turned around resulting in extreme retribution.

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Kelli was doing her ironing and taking care of the usual garbage housework Monday morning, decked out in her sweatshirt and loose jeans with her hair still damp from the shower. Maury Povich was on the TV talking about women married to serial rapists, and the house was just starting to warm up after the last night’s freeze when the doorbell rang.

Kelli looked through the peephole and saw a professionally dressed woman carrying a sample case. She opened the door and asked what the woman was selling. “My name’s Martha Howard, and I’m with ‘My Special Wardrobe’,” the woman began. “I’d like to show you this year’s catalog of fine affordable hosiery and lingerie for the woman without time to shop for herself.” The woman reached into her inside jacket pocket to hand Kelli her business card and flashed her a view of a color catalog.

Kelli opened the door and ushered the saleswoman into her living room. “You’ll have to excuse me, I’ve been working…” she started.

[MF-couples] [bi] [swing] HEATHER AND I FUCK OUR FRIENDS – A party turns interesting when my wife and I seduce our friends.

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On February 28th, my wife and I are going to a buddy’s birthday party. This is my fantasy about what I want to happen:

My wife and I are 30 years old, married with children, and we want to fuck our friends. This lust my wife and I have for Tony and Samantha has been building for the last two years. There has been some flirting on our parts with both of them, and there is a lot of sexual tension, I perceive.

We go to Tony’s birthday party downtown at a bar. I’m encouraging my wife to drink more than usual, and I’m keeping it pretty casual. I egg my wife on to get in a drinking contest with Samantha, and they start doing tequila slammers! We’re all pretty done by the time the party wraps up. Since we are responsible parents, we don’t want to drink & drive, so we make arrangements to sleep at Tony and Sam’s.

[MF] [prose] COUCH DANCE – An erotic story involving an encounter with a Latina working girl in a strip joint VIP room.

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I walked into the topless bar and almost immediately turned around and walked out. Too crowded, too noisy, too smoky… it wasn’t going to be worth it just for $10 table dances. On the way back to my hotel a small building caught my eye with the sign “Gentlemen’s Dance Partners”. I figured I could spare five minutes to check out the place.

When I went in there was a Latina hostess in an enclosed foyer and a sign – $10 entry, $20 per hour to the house for the ladies’ time, and a tip of at least that much for the lady. The music from behind the closed door sounded okay, so I handed her a ten and she opened the door.

Inside on one side was a pool table and some card tables, and a bar with football on the TV. A glitter ball spun slowly over a small parquet dance floor and several couches lined the walls. An open doorway led into a back room. There were two couples slow-grinding under the glitter ball, a couple of guys with a curvy brunette playing pool, and three women on one of the couches chatting.

[F/m-teen] [wife] [1st] [voy] [mast] WIFE GIVES IN TO HUSBAND’S WISHES – A young sexy wife gives into her husband’s special wishes. Then decides that she really likes it.

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My name is Marsha and I have many stories to tell about my husband’s fantasies. I am 24 years old and weigh about 125lb. My husband has always said that I had a “walking wet dream” of a body. He had told me for years when we were dating and I was just 16 years old, that when I walked into a room, wearing one of my short skirts, that every guy in the place would get instantly hard. I just laughed and never really thought about it much.

After we were married a few months when we made love my husband would ask me if I wondered what it would be like to have a strange man fuck me. I told him I didn’t know and would probably never find out because I loved him and never wanted to cheat on him.

But my husband would keep talking about watching me with another stud guy, (one with a giant cock) as we made love.  He kept telling me that I should wear short skirts, all the time and that he loved watching other men ogling my body. I did wear them most of the time anyway, so I was happy to comply with his wish.

[MF] [mast] WAS IT CHEATING – A middle-aged widower and his beautiful 24-year-old married neighbor experience a night of sexual tension. Before it explodes into something they might regret, they agree to a plan that satisfies both of them. Tell me, Dear Reader… was it cheating?

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This story is true, and I am writing it to solicit responses. Why? Because it poses an interesting gray area between cheating and sex. Read and judge for yourself!

Steve was a 44-year-old police officer who had lost his wife to cancer more than 2 years ago. Although he had grieved deeply during the first 6 months after his wife passed away, he had slowly accepted her death and now managed to get through his days without the deep despair and depression he had suffered. He began working overtime to stay busy and joined a gym to work out 5 nights a week. He knew this was simply displaced grief, but it worked for him. Keeping busy meant sanity.

As a cop, Steve faced the dark side of human nature every day. He dealt with drugs, shootings, domestics, traffic accidents, etc. Erin was his rock. She was his oasis. When her light passed from his world, there was only the darkness. Other cops know that there must be a buffer between you and the job. You have to shift gears when you get home and pretend that you really are doing something worthwhile.