Houseguest Stories

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Fun Times Ch. 01

by sirkinkenstein on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Please let me know what you think of my story...and if you like it and the ideas in it and want to play online, e-mail me... * * * * * After graduating college and with nothing else to do, I decided to rent a room in a house owned by a family friend. Mrs. Jones lived by the ocean, so it would hopefully make for a relaxing summer. I took the bus in to tow...

Sabella & Malcolm Ch. 03

by mspat on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Readers of a story that I've posted on another web site will find the basis of this story to be a familiar one. But I assure everyone that this story isn't based on the same premise and the difference will become apparent as the story goes along. I promise. CHAPTER 3 'Someone was knocking on the door again,' Sabella thought to herself as she listened to th...

The Houseguest Ch. 2

by CCMAguy on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Hi everyone, it's been a while since I wrote the first chapter of this story(August), if you haven't read it, it's titled "The Houseguest Chapter 1." I got feedback from a few of you, Thank You, I am glad that you enjoyed the first part and I hope that this chapter is enjoyable as well. Oh, and before we continue I want to say hi to Marie and thanks for rea...

The Houseguest

by songster1 on Oct 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Being a houseguest was new to me, but the week seemed to be going well so far. Although our days were filled with meetings at the symposium, and the evenings were mostly occupied with preparation for the next day's presentations we found time the dinner preparation, consumption and cleanup to share backgrounds and to joke with each other. It seemed so natura...

The Houseguest Ch. 1

by CCMAguy on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

It was sometime around 3am, sleep had come hard that night, and the heat and humidity had taken a toll. Restless and unable to shake the images of the previous day from my mind, I got up from bed and went into the other room to read. I can’t remember if it was a noise or maybe just an instinct, but I quietly went to the bedroom door and looked in, I could...

An Earful of Rain

by hickoryfarmer on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I keep looking in the mirror but I just don't see it. Personally I find a gray haired granny looking back at me, not eye catching but not butt ugly either. A modest woman, demure, perhaps a bit to the withdrawn, but that's just my opinion. My dear dumbass husband Denny must see something else. Honest to God, he must think I'm the stupidest shit on earth. Th...

The Houseguest

by justkeeprunning on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

She woke with a start. Disoriented, her brain clumsily exited the dream she was enjoying. One eye glanced at the clock on the bedside table, her brain dimly registering that the alarm was set to go off in a few minutes. She sat up on her elbow trying to recover the scene that was playing out in her brain. It was erotic, some kind of lovemaking. Warmth. Ple...

Afaf Of Saudi Arabia

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. My name is Afaf Hussein and I'm a Saudi Arabian woman living in the City of Dammam, Saudi Arabia. I was born on August 14, 1981. In 2001, I went to live in the United Kingdom, and studied at Brunel University, where I earned a Master's degree in computer science. I returned to Saudi Arabia in 2005, and married Mahmoud Hussein,...

Pam's Houseguest

by cnp_dudley on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

For David Ratcliffe it was a no-brainer. If he was to afford to attend Golden Beach University he needed to both a: obtain a part-time job, and b: find somewhere close by to live - preferably somewhere inexpensive. As luck would have it, he managed to take care of both problems during the final week of his summer vacation. The sandy-haired student spotted a...

Bigger Bites of Taboo Apples Ch. 03

by JordonLynn on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Chapter 3: Permanent Houseguest An illicit proposal … I opened my eyes slowly, almost painfully. My mind was foggy, my memory hazy, but it only made sense that, for the ceiling of the bedroom to be awash with this much sunlight, it had to be morning. And not early morning. I rolled my head to the side and was jolted wide awake. For the first time since b...