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My Chair

by yrcatrin on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

A friend of mine came to my house and after the grand tour asked me where I got "My Chair", this is the story. *Please note there is not a lot of sex in this story, there's some almost sex near the end. On the up side there is great potential for sex because of this story. It's a long story. Please leave your Constructive comments. I have posted a pick of t...

The Chair Ch. 20

by Rickd_1960 on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

The large delivery truck was just pulling away as the redhead drove up to the house. As she walked in the front door, the first thing that caught her eye was the large wooden crate occupying the space that The Chair had formerly occupied. He was busy opening the crate with a crowbar and screwdriver. He stopped long enough to give her a hug and a big wet kiss...

Musical Chairs

by whetterthan on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The first chair was a chair of many firsts. It was the first time I'd had a sexual encounter with anyone at the office. (Not that the thought hadn't occurred to me on many occasions, naturally.) It was the first time I saw his gorgeous cock outside those swollen jeans. (Up to then I'd thought all penises were pretty ridiculous looking). It was the firs...

Sally Ch. 03

by Grey Eagle 286 on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Sally was aware that work had been going on in main room of the Club for several days. She had asked John what was going on and he had told her that it was only some remodeling and modernization of the entertainment center and the sound system. She thought nothing more about it. Saturday evening Sally and Mr. John entered the main room and were warmly gree...

The Chair

by ThatSexyIrishGirl on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This is one of my absolute favourite fantasies. I walk into a room where eight men are seated on three couches arranged in a "U" shape. In the centre of these couches is a very comfortable looking contour chair in black leather. This chair is a couple of steps up from the floor where the couches are. Not quite a stage, but most definitely the centre of atte...

The Chair Ch. 07

by Rickd_1960 on Sep 12, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Her previous encounter with The Chair had taken such a physical toll on her, they decided to wait several days before using it again. This also gave him a chance to make a few alterations and to complete a few features that had not been finished in time for the trial run. The day had finally arrived for test run number 2. This time he had the video camera...

Me and My Chair

by roftlheory on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

This story came from a very unusual exchange of text messages from me and my friend, I had intended it to be a joke but it resulted in a very interesting story...read the tags first to see if it will interest you as it is a very bizarre piece of work. Let me know what you think! ;) ***** Don't move a muscle, you're my chair now with very special appendages...

The New Toy

by Funk You on Sep 13, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

Wil gazed vacantly around his bedroom. There had to be something to do, surely? Finally his focus settled on the familiar shape of the chair he'd made in woodwork at school. One corner of his mouth turned up slightly as he walked over and straddled it, hugging it to him as though it were a lover. It was made from smooth dark wood, sanded to perfection. You c...

Striptease

by starrbaby on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

You return home from work, and Renae and I are sitting in the living room. I am wearing my purple nightie, with spaghetti straps, and a very high hemline, barely covering my panty clad pussy, and Your favorite of my collars, the black leather one with SLUT in silver letters. As I see you walk through the door of your new apartment, I get out of your chair an...

In the Chair Ch. 04

by Flashlight7.5 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I never knew overcooked spaghetti could lead to an orgasm. My job tonight was to cook the pasta for dinner while my Master made the salad and the chicken marsala. I left the kitchen to chat with my Mistress about her day at work. The chit-chat led to making out, which led to me forgetting the pasta. We had to cook a new batch, which led to me being put in t...