Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login

Seductive strip tease Stories

Write Your Own Story
seductive strip tease

Lori Turns Forty: Chapter One

Mac gives Lori seven days of unending sex for her fortieth birthday.

Lori was a little depressed that she was soon to turn forty. At a height of 5'8" she was a stunning redhead with dark blue eyes and an hourglass curvy body. She was a bit of an exhibitionist as she enjoyed flashing her gorgeous tits. At the moment, Lori threw her head back and silently screamed with her mouth open as her tits bounced in circles while riding Mac hard. Mac's fat seven-inch cock was sliding in deep against h...

Diary of a High Price Escort. Book 22 Part Two

Angel meets a twenty-year-old ginger, and gives him some valuable lessons on how to treat a woman.

As I smoothed my pencil skirt down over my hips and thighs, I noticed the tiny bumps in the fabric caused by the clasps of my garter. This won't do, I thought. I'd look too much like a whore walking into the lobby of the Grand Hilton, so I stepped out of my skirt and removed the garter. My thigh-high stockings would have to hold themselves in place. I liked my pencil skirt's sleek, slender look, which hugged my hips seduc...

Strip And Tease

This is a true story about my first time at a strip club.

On a sunny Sunday morning, as the church bells rang for those attending mass, my boyfriend suggested we go out for coffee before heading to his parents' house for lunch. He asked me to dress nicely, so I chose a light floral summer dress. The fabric, a soft, airy chiffon, fluttered just above my knees, and the pale pink blooms scattered across a white background gave the dress a delicate touch. I completed the look with a...

Diary of a High Price Escort Book 11 Part Two

Angel has a nasty phone conversation with Barry, meets with Daddy, and then enjoys a pleasant afternoon with a Gulf War veteran.

I woke up earlier than usual, most likely because I slept so well. The sun began its daily spectacular light show as it climbed above the horizon. I slipped into my favorite terry cloth robe and tied it loosely at the waist, then headed downstairs to brew coffee. I had time to sit down and enjoy that first cup of java, so as soon as the coffee maker began that cute gurgling sound that signals it's nearly finished, I poure...