exhibitionist & voyeur stories and histories

Originally a 750-word story, I have expanded it a little and it should still work, but of course it's a bit longer.
Sophies Seasons
I call her Sophie. She very much looks like a 'Sophie'. The blonde hair, her hourglass figure, beautiful behind and her gorgeous face.
In all these years I have never had the opportunity to ask her name. I probably could have gone out of my way to do so. Several times I've been within her hundred yards. However, after all this time I would be horrified to find out she ...

It is recommended to read the earlier chapters for context, but it is not required. I recap required elements for understanding.
There are some morally dubious elements in this story. It is meant to be a pure fantasy and not an endorsement of such behavior in real life. This is meant to be sexy, not instructive. All characters are eighteen or older....

Antonia stood in the drive that led to what one might consider in this part of the country, a smallish manor house. The sky was overcast, making the gray stones and slate roof of the structure appear even more somber than it was. Clutched in her hand, a small suitcase with all her worldly possessions....

Years ago, on a vacation in the Caribbean, my wife and I made a drunken mistake. We talked a lot about it. We got vulnerable. We opened up to each other. We got closer. So, we ended up making a pact. The kind of pact that allowed us to make that kind of mistake again. We agreed that anything and everything that happens on vacation stays on vacation....

I check my phone 3:45pm, perfect I'm just in time. I take a peek down the hall with the boys and girls locker rooms, not a soul. My body pulses with anticipation and I quietly jog down the hall, pushing my ear to the girl's locker room. I don't hear anything, I made it just in time. With a final look around I slip quietly into the empty girl's locker room. I sneak around and find a large equipment locker on the back wall; I check it and it's practically empty so I slip in....

Carol and I were invited by an old high school buddy of mine and his wife to come for a game night with them this Friday. Roy and Sharon were known to be into some really wild and kinky stuff.
"Hey babe, an old friend of mine from high school invited us to their game night at their place this Friday."...

Carol and I were invited to a superbowl party and to say she was excited was an understatement. Her team, the Indiana Colts were in it.
She dressed in a pair of sheer white thong panties with the Colts logo on them, blue Colts socks, a white Colts bra with horse shoes, a pair of blue Colts sweatpants and a white Colts tank top with very long open arm holes and a dipping neck line. She also wore a Blue Colts Zip. up sweatshirt over it that matched the sweat pants....

Yes, a large penis is a curse. Primarily because modern clothing simply isn't designed for it. When your erection extends beyond your belly button, there are no pants in the world that will fit you comfortably. "But, Connor," you say. "Why do you have an erection with your pants on?" I don't know, maybe because I'm tired. Yeah, you know that thing where you get an erection just because you're sleepy? Hell. That is hell for a man with my size of penis in polite society....

Entertaining the Martins
by Frances Belle
Jeri felt shy when Andy first asked her to masturbate in front of him. That was three years ago, shortly after they got married. But she eventually overcame her hesitation and began to find it arousing. She enjoyed the power and sense of pride from getting him excited by exposing her most intimate motions and sensations. She got a thrill from making him watch without touching. Masturbating to turn him on became a performance that she saved for special occasion...

In my hotel room, I sat at the dressing table and pulled my dirty blonde hair back into a loose updo. I applied dark brown eyeliner and mascara, smudging the pigment artfully in the corners. My understated lipstick was supposed to last all night. I shivered at the idea of Gabe attempting to kiss it off. My nipples puckered, hard and proud in the cold air conditioning. I knew that I looked good in my crimson silk sheath and nude suede pumps. I was embarrassed by how much the new ensemble had cost, but lookin...

Kelly spends the day on the Miami River
Kelly was out running errands, driving across town in her convertible with the top down like she always does. Having checked everything off her list, she was headed to join Tomi for a quick lunch before Tomi's noon class at the Tiki Bar Landing near the marina....

Wife Watches On
"Darling, do you think I should buy some new underwear?"
At first, I didn't look up from my phone to engage with my wife who was poking her head around the living room door. I needed time to think. My initial thought whilst still scrolling on my phone was: Is this a trick question? I had to work out the parameters of the potential answers so as to not fall into any bear traps that could have been strategically laid. It should be a simple yes or no answer. Both answers had their problem...

Over the next several weeks, Tony and I developed an ease in our relationship, and I felt comfortable. We continued to be more open with our 'likes' and 'wants'.
I continued to work out every morning, hoping to keep my body toned enough to wear the clothing Tony enjoyed me being exposed in.
We began to frequent a bar in the Orlando area that seemed favored for the 'happy hour' crowd. I often met Tony there after work and found him chatting with friends. My dress, or lack thereof, would cause Tony to s...

Riley Rose had never done anything like this before.
The spa was quiet--too quiet--as she stepped through the frosted glass doors, her heels clicking softly against polished marble. She told herself it was just a massage. Just an innocent, overdue indulgence after weeks of stress. But part of her was nervous at the idea of strange hands on her. Only two pair had danced over her peach tanned skin so far. Paid or not. It felt incorrect. She texted one of the hands, saved in her phone as Cowboy. A contact p...

In our previous twenty eight stories, my shy wife had gone from accidental exposure to strangers, to her actually participating in her exposure to my best friend Steve and fucking him! She took it a step farther in the last one where she posed nude for a male photographer along with 2 other male subjects who took liberties with her as an anniversary gift to me!...

I sometimes model for this photography club my now ex-girlfriend is in, and while it had started out taking sexy pictures with their wives, this one time I'd actually had sex with one of the wives while they all took pictures.
It seemed like news had traveled in the club as the wives I'd modeled with since having fucked Sue had been more handsy, more physical and I'd even had a blowjob from one of them. I still fondly remembered my time with Sue though... she was obviously really into it....

Louise woke to the sound of Crumble barking, his tiny bark amusing in its pitch, John had already left for work, so she threw on a dressing gown and headed downstairs to let out the pup. She grabbed a coffee and powered up her laptop as she watched the dog gambol around the garden in front of the kitchen before feeding him breakfast. It had been a week since they had moved in, and their neighbours had invited them over tonight for a drink and introductions. Louise could do without it but also realised it ma...

This story is all fantasy and not true life it follows a white couple who are swingers and the husband is a Voyeur it starts has couple wife swapping. Then the wife meets a black bull on a date. Now her husband is just a bystander and watched sometimes he cuckold's for his wife. But they both see there's money to be made out of this lifestyle! If this is no interest please move on and no negative comments please!...

So, here I am, on my knees on my bedroom floor, naked except for a pair of thigh-high black socks and one of those underbust corsets you can put in the washing machine. Like most women in this position, I'm sucking my partner's dick to get him to maximum hardness. Unlike most women in this position, I'm having some trouble. You see, my partner--fiancé--Connor has an honest-to-god 8-inch erection that is too thick to fit inside a toilet paper roll....

Saturday, Morning, I Get Dressed
I breathe in, deep, and hold it for a moment, letting the warm spring morning soak into me. The early birds chirping. The cool dew on my bare toes. The early morning sun on my also bare breasts. The soft breeze on my also-also bare pussy...
I exhale with a happy sigh....

I remember my first date with Emma like it was yesterday, even if it was quite some time ago. It was late summer, still warm and bright outside long into the evening. We had a picnic by the lake, close to the campus were we both studied. She was a math major, incredible smart and quick witted. My dream was to save the climate, and I studied biology. We had met at a party a week earlier....

Leaning against the railing, warm wind gusted from across the ocean, spreading goosebumps across my bare shoulders. Below, white waves broke against the star-board of the ship. Not even a hundred yards away, the water was consumed by an epic darkness, and the longer I stared at the horizon, the dizzier I became....

My corporate job took me all over the world. With more than a hundred travel days a year, I'd become quite the experienced traveler.
I'd stayed in exotic places, slept in luxurious hotels, and dined like royalty.
This is the story of what happened on one of those trips.
Last year, I was sent to Berlin to pitch a multi-million-dollar deal. It involved long, tedious days of back-to-back meetings--and just as many fancy dinners with potential clients....

Kai was unlike anyone I had ever met. She had this magnetic chaos to her--beautiful, yes, but more than that. She didn't hide her hunger, didn't dull herself to fit in. She was bold. Unashamed. Her need to be seen was as deep as my habit of watching from the shadows.
We met on a rainy day. She came in soaked and dripping, all legs and smirks and curiosity. And from that first moment, we were circling each other. Testing limits. Trading tension. We played games in silence, in stolen glances, in the privat...

In my last story you may have read about a very wild weekend with my buddy Dave.
Carol and I enjoyed great sex with each other after the session with Dave. We relived it several times, either by memory or looking at the copy of the photos Dave sent to us.
It has been a year now since that time and we hadn't done anything off the wall for a while. Carol has flashed some truckers on the interstate a few times, but that's about it....

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This is a work of fiction.


Any resemblance to actual locations or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.


All characters are 18 or older.

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She enjoyed our divorce much more than I did. For me it was tumultuous. For her it was freedom. At 25 she had a revelation. She hadn't slept around enough. That's a crude way of putting it. We had been together two years, m...

It was Sunday morning, a little after 7am. I briefly opened my eyes to see it was almost bright out. I snuggled into the duvet a little more enjoying the warmth.
I listened to Connie breathing deeply next to me, she was sound asleep and wouldn't rise for a while. Multiple bottles of Prosecco had been consumed the previous night, as she hosted a girlie evening with some of her friends. I had been out with my pals & had come straight upstairs when i got home. I knew that when she woke, she would be A. very...

*Beep! Beep! Beep!*
Charlotte flailed her arm around a bit before clicking the off button on her smartphone. It was currently 2:31am in the morning, and she had to get ready for her scheduled workout at the gym. Now, normally she wouldn't be up at this ungodly hour, but she reserved a spot with a personal trainer and this was the only time he had available....

Jane looked at herself in the full-length mirror beside her bed, smiled, and then frowned at her reflection. She pulled one of the thin straps of her dress off her shoulder and down her arm and frowned again. It was one of those moments she bemoaned not having bigger breasts like her friends.
She wasn't completely flat she tried to convince herself, a nice B cup but little more than a handful. Being petite and only 5' 3" tall didn't help. She twisted and pulled the dress up at the back, and frowned again...

Here's another story about Aline and her overt exhibitionism. It can be read independently. More to come if readers find these stories enjoyable.
It's Friday. Eight o'clock in the morning. The sun is already shining, promising a beautiful summer's day -- and, according to the weather forecast, a perfect weekend....