Exhibitionism sex stories

Why did my blind date want me to meet him at Camelot? 18th and M? He said lunch, but that’s a GO-GO place. They serve food, too? He said not to be late, or I’d miss the show. Oh, well. Here it is. Hmmmmmm. Nice neighborhood. Nice place.

The sign says auditions! Oh...more>>

“The Wacky Blond” they called her and I suppose in a way she was wacky. As skinny as a rake with legs to match, she insisted on wearing tight clothes, especially jeans, and her high-heeled shoes caused her to walk with her knees bent giving her the allure of a stick...more>>

“This is a nice place.” Steph said as she gazed around at the opulent decorations of the restaurant. Styled in early 1900’s art deco, the furnishings, artwork, and decorations were all authentic to that period but, they were blended with modern work as well taking aw...more>>

It was a beautiful bright balmy summer evening as my train wound its way slowly through the Scottish countryside to its final destination. A rich heavy sensuous musk from wild blooming honeysuckle and jasmine caught the back of my throat, and filled the stuffy old gr...more>>

She walked into the restaurant, looking around as she entered. Where was her boyfriend? She went to the counter, the smell of steak and seafood hitting her. She leaned over the counter, her breasts grazing it and the steam from the frier billowing up and making her s...more>>