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Ever heard of kleptophilia?

*”Kleptophilia”*”

A sexual deviation in which the person derives sexual excitement from stealing.”

I carefully jiggle the handle of the door, listening to the lock inside. A faint flush spreads across my cheeks as I slide the pick in, wiggling it carefully, quickly, and quietly to undo the lock. “Spring locks are sooo easy.” I turn the handle quickly, and slide inside, flashing my black leather pants against the neighbours yard light for a brief moment.

Inside, it’s as quiet as one would expect an empty house to be. The grandparents went to Arizona, and left the neighbours in charge while I was listening. “How nice!” Of course, they threw a nice party this weekend, and here I am, inside their little responsibility.

He brings Wife’s pleasure to new heights.

*The Orgasmatron II - Double Her Pleasure*

My Husband just loves to surf porn on the Internet. He really enjoys seeing women getting pounded by Fucking Machines. He is always downloading short clips to show me. Some of the flicks are really wild. Women were getting fucked with dildos that were attached to all kinds of contraptions. Being the inventive person that he is, he decided it was time to modify the original Orgasmatron that he had created for me.

Striving to fulfill my needs to the utmost, he spent a couple of weeks designing an auxiliary arm that would support a second dildo. I have to admit that my pussy would get wet each time he showed me the new concept. I began to fully understand the meaning of the word “anticipation”!

An unexpected call is the first of many.

She felt a twinge in her panties as she took a deep breath and dropped them to the floor. She climbed up on the bed, picked up the phone, and began to dial. She dialed slowly, first the area code, then the next three digits, then the last four, pausing between each number. She was surprised by her nervousness and excitement. After all, she had spoken to him hundreds of times before. But, this was going to be their first telephone conversation and she had big plans. She smoothed her dark, silky hair and glanced over her shoulder to check her make-up in the mirror above her dresser. She felt silly as she noticed what she was doing, it was just a phone call she thought to herself. The phone seemed to ring for an eternity before she heard his familiar voice on the other end of the line.

She finds the best way to help herself get to sleep.

Having not gone to bed before two am each night for the past week of my vacation, has made it awfully difficult for me to get to sleep in a timely manner tonight. This heat sure isn’t making things any easier on me. It is now 12:30 am and my alarm will be going off in a mere four hours, but I can’t, for the life of me fall asleep.

Tossing and turning has gotten me nowhere, and reading about the Samurai code has not had its usual drowsy effect. As my usual methods of resisting insomnia having failed, I shall have to resort to drastic measures and help myself to sleep the old fashioned way; I must masturbate.

She gets an email from you.

“Hi, my name is Samantha or Sam, and here is a short, but pleasurable story about how I enjoy myself when I”m all alone……But firstly I should describe myself. I”m a larger, shall we say “chubby girl”, but not too fat and definitely not skinny! I”m an Aussie girl and have a curvy figure, large breasts, chubby tummy, wide hips, and a nice big butt!! I am a brunette with green eyes and a wicked smile, mainly due to my pouty lips.

This story is just one of a series of self-pleasure stories that I plan to write. When the next story is written, will depend on your feedback, so please be nice J, if you want more stories…. This first story is about me receiving an erotic slide show from a “close” friend through my email…..enjoy!!”

A criminal fantasy.

I see him walking in my direction across the exercise yard, his hands down his jogging bottoms trying to keep them warm as the wind and rain is cutting into him via his unprotected clothing. Despite the weather and his vulnerable attire he doesn’t seem perturbed. I watch his muscles move beneath his clothes and even notice that his nipples are erect. Embarrassed that I may get caught looking I avert my eyes and begin talking to the officer next to me.

I’ve only been in the job 4 weeks and it wouldn’t do my career any good to get involved with anyone. I try to concentrate on the matter in hand, listen to my colleague and pay attention to all of those around me. After all it was my role to make sure no-one escapes or is behaving badly. Yet it is me who was thinking immoral thoughts.

Even working late can be fun.

“This report is going to drive me nuts,” she thinks to herself.

“Maybe I just need a break,” she says out loud, her voice echoing in the empty office. She leans back in her chair and puts her feet up on her desk after kicking off her shoes. Her eyes slide shut as she slowly starts to relax her body. Working from her feet, she takes deep breaths as she relaxes the muscles of her body. She lets her mind clear of work and just lets thoughts float through her head. She goes over her day, thinking it was a productive day, except for the report she is working on now. But not wanting to think about the report she pushes that thought from her mind and thinks about lunchtime. She blushes as she thinks about what she bought over the lunch hour.