Exhibitionism Stories

A story in the Wolferton Valley Universe
Jake Harrow’s thrill-seeking sparks a wild journey into a kinky subculture. Guided by an unlikely player, he embraces a new identity in a surreal, erotic world.

We taught her some of our fun today was going to really push her limits

A One Week with Heather Story
Jess, Aaron, and Heather return as Heather goes off to college.

A Filthy Tales for Wicked Grown-Ups Story
When a cursed prince with a submissive streak meets the infamous Lady Verity Thrustworthy—better known as the Viper of Veylthorne—his only hope of redemption lies in obedience. Add a magical golden vibrator with opinions of her own, and courtly manners don’t stand a chance. A bawdy, wickedly enchanted retelling of The Frog Prince where domination is destiny, and happily ever after comes with a bite.

My BFF (best friend forever) Anna flips our World upside down - and we enjoy it.

A story in the Lesbian Romances Universe
Clarita owes the mountain her seventh daughter’s seventh daughter. Michelle breaks every salt line she finds. Hate becomes hunger, hunger becomes rope and brand and fist. To keep the witch in the walls fed, they pay with blood, welts, hot wax, and shattering squirt under the Mothman’s red eyes. Love here is a debt paid in screams and perfect surrender. The ridge claimed them. They claimed each other harder.

When you're nineteen and horny, sometimes you do things that later seem crazy. Such was the case with me during my second semester as a college sophomore. Fortunately, it all turned out well in the end. Actually, I don't know who had the better time, me or the groom. What's even crazier is I was paid for doing something I would've gladly done for free!

After a lot of debate I finally let Beth talk me into another one, my first of the summer. Well, it turned out better than I dared hope. I got to participate in the initiation and even convinced a newlywed to commit adultery. Yeah, I had a good time!

I chose a religious university based on its personal learning atmosphere and impressive academic credentials. Although frustrated at times with the strict rules I'm sure in the future I won't regret my choice. In comparison, my cousin Kristen chose hers based on being close to home and having a good time; apparently a degree was an afterthought. When I was home on break I got to experience dorm party life at my cousin's university which was just a tad bit different from mine.

I've done a couple of bachelor parties, both involving rather large groups of men. I was about to learn not all bachelor parties require a dozen horny guys dying to fuck me. Indeed, when you come down to it, all that's really needed is the groom!