The Found Phone.

[Five_Inch_Heels]

Or tablet, notebook PC, whatever.

You find a device, you are able to get into it and find all sorts of fun pictures and maybe some stories. But no names, addresses or other identifiers. The Private Dick in you decides to dig further and becomes determined to find the owner.

What kind of hijinks ensue?

 

[OnlyHappyEndings]

MC buys an abandoned storage locker on a whim. Contains some interesting items, some mundane. MC finds an old medium format camera and, again on a whim, sends the film to a lab that can develop it.

Well, the film has spicy images of a woman in a state of duress. The authorities are called and the woman is identified as a dancer/actress who disappeared some time ago.

MC is questioned and while not flatly accused, is still a person of interest. MC decides that the best course is to try and solve the mystery, plunging into a world of seamy and dangerous adult entertainment, starting by researching the people who rented the storage unit.

 

[KindredFlame]

Interesting concept, strange there are no contacts in the phone. Could it be some other device. Maybe an old style Palm Pilot or something?

 

[KittyOfSteele]

Hmm...

Both my PIs would look outside of the focus. If we're talking about modern devices, taking a look at the metadata on pictures and videos is a piece of cake, especially if it is a phone that had the GPS enabled / the option of putting in the coordinates in the metadata when the pictures were taken. If there's no useful metadata, they'd fully go in into stuff like what are they wearing, how do they sound like, how do they look like, is it possible to see something in the background, can they be geolocated. Anything to narrow it down so that they don't have to print out a screenshot and go all over the city going "have you seen this people?" with every passerby.

Stories can give further context.

The same would go for older devices, minus the cookie crumbs. I'd say digital breadcrumbs, but the coding of my milennial brain can't negate nerd puns.

As for hijinks... I don't know. Both of my PIs are unhinged enough to even use sex as a tool for investigation. If they're working together on this, that is going to bring up some tensions because they are friendly rivals. There's certainly at least one person with a gun whose intention is to keep these things under wrap, and probably thinks of the PIs as thieves or extorters rather investigators looking for the owner of this. It could also be a trap set up by a mob. Hell, the girl in the pictures might be mafia princess in the nude, or a hooker who knows too much. At this point I just stopped being an erotica writer and went full on Raymond Chandler on this.

Now I'm thinking about either of them, or both, finding something like this in the middle of a case, and dealing with more crooked individuals instead of the original one. Or somehow linking it to the original, even if they originally had nothing to do with it.

 

[KindredFlame]

You are obviously an tec expert of some kind. I thought an older device might just negate the no names aspect.

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

Some people keep secondary devices for private things and make it a point not to have contacts on it.

 

[KindredFlame]

Very true. Never thought of that idea

 

[KittyOfSteele]

There is one identifier that smartphones have if they're on Android or iOS: the email account. It could be a bogus email, but at least Google is hardening restrictions on people making another Gmail account.

 

[StillStunned]

How about a digital camera with the memory card still in it?

 

[Husky_Embrace]

All contacts are stored on the (e-)sim. The phone is wiped from a distance, but it didn't go well. Only the sim and a few other data is removed.

The unlock screen stares at our protagonist, and they notice a "V" in the dirt on the phone. It is the unlock code! It opens to the treasure trove of pictures, videos and feeds.

The things the phone owner read and listened to are exactly our protagonist's taste. They feel a spark with someone they haven't met.

The pictures often feature a cute person, who they assume is the owner of the phone. They can recognise landmarks, and start going there. It is a facination, part of them hoping to meet someone who is on their same level.

It becomes an obsession, going through loads of data, looking at their stored pictures, metadata and other. Who is this person? Why are they so damn cute? Can they meet and hit it off?

Then things change. There is a secure folder. They've not opened it for a pretend privacy. They do open it at a moment of pretend weakness. In truth their drive to know more is too much to bear.

Is it another V to unlock? No. It isn't. They should not pry. They put it away.

But maybe...? They try an upside down V. It works! The secure folder opens.

Oh boy. It is a privacy nightmare of there ever was one. Spicy pictures and video's. When they go back further there are dark sex scenes. Is the phone owner in a relationship? Is this a one night stand? It is over a year ago. Though there were still more daring pictures. Is that for themselves? Were they sending those?

Eventually they meet. A chance encounter while running in the park? Maybe at the supermarket? They might've lived pretty close by, but just happened to miss each other. How the fuck do you react? I've seen you naked. I've invaded your privacy because I'm certain we will work together. Are you still in a relationship? I've seen you do stuff most people only share with their most trusted.

Do they hit it off? Can they stick the landing by knowing so much about the other? Casually mentioning a podcast, a concert or a preference for a certain food?

Will their own phone finally get some pictures they've earned, and not stolen? Will they make a video together?

 

[KindredFlame]

How about a digital camera with the memory card still in it?

I love this idea, maybe the photo on it are so intriguing that the person who finds it is erotically interesting in meeting the person who took such personal photos of so many. All they have todo is find them.

 

[Andreas_Kreuz]

What is so bad about having contacts? After all, the finder and owner must get into contact at some stage.

Maybe the finder recognizes some of the people in raunchy situations among the contacts. So the finder starts to call these people. This can lead to lots of fun encounters, and then a kind of "who knows what" game ensues.

 

[ChuckWolf]

I'm assuming that the Investigating Character (IC) is also turned on by the pics.

The IC is able to recognize local landmarks from the backgrounds of outside camera shots and/or the window views of interior camera shots, perhaps with the assistance of a tech person.

The IC goes to some of those areas hoping to see the people in the pictures, but their snooping has not gone unnoticed...

At some point the phone rings or a text is sent and the person on the other side instructs the investigator to meet at a bar (that happens to be on the bad side of town)

At the bar, the IC has a drink, but unbeknownst to him/her, the bartender/waitress has drugged their drink...

The IC wakes up naked as well as restrained in elaborate rope-bondage with pullies that allow the captor to position the captive IC in any physical position they wish. The IC is aware that their is an audience of shadowy people observing all this.

If the IC is male, his cock and balls have been tied with laces that will constrict around his manhood if it grows, preventing orgasm.

Turns out, this phone or the owner or the people in the pics are somehow connected to this elite and very secret, Eyes Wide Shut-esque organization of powerful and influential sexual dominants who are observing his/her predicament

The IC is/was REALLY in over their head.

The Elegant Hostess (in my mind, Helen Mirren-type, old or young) politely asks the IC about why he/she has the phone and who else knows about it?

The IC is silent.

The Hostess smiles, claps her hands and, upon that signal, a half-dozen Interrogation-Slaves descend upon the IC.

The Interrogation-Slaves are very-well trained in the erotic arts and use their talents to arouse and bring him/her to the edge of orgasm them (and/or tickle them with fingers, togues and feathers) and do this mercilessly until the IC finally breaks (either desperate to cum and/or needing a break from the unbearable tickling), telling the Hostess the information.

Satisfied, the Hostess tells the IC to pay attention to what the slaves do to him/her, as he/she will be joining them and this will be his/her first day of training. The Hostess nods and the Interrogation-Slaves bring the IC to a powerful orgasm and the story can end here or continue on with the IC's new life as a sex-slave and perhaps learning more about the mysteries involved in this scenario.

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

Drugged?

No. Never.

 

[ChuckWolf]

Drugged?

No. Never.

Well, you write your story and I'll write mine.

EDIT: If a Mod feels that my premise breaks the rules of the site or stretches them, give me a heads up and I'll make the necessary changes.

 

[One_ping_only]

Some people keep secondary devices for private things and make it a point not to have contacts on it.

My wife and I used to have an older phone used just to take our naughty photos and kept it stored on said old phone which we ofc kept hidden in our drawer with her toys. No contacts or anything else on it but our gallery.

We kinda gave up on using it and just simply use our current device's hidden folders and whatnot instead.

 

[FuckMyIndianMom]

How about the phone has some really porno level stuff, maybe even a tape of a married lady cheating. Maybe more scandelous like she getting fucked by multiple airport security, or performing in a strip club and you recognise her( maybe not immediately but after some research) and she turns out to be your classmates mom who is still happily married and her family has no clue

 

[Rob_Royale]

I like this idea.
Maybe it's an older device like an old PDA or something. It's got photos of an exiting woman doing exciting things. Best you can figure is she's got to be 20 year older now.
I do mainly MILF stories, so this is where I'd go with it. Though the process of getting from photos to the woman herself would take some serious planning.

 

[OnlyHappyEndings]

Though the process of getting from photos to the woman herself would take some serious planning.

MC applies all sorts of technology: face recognition and aging, metadata analysis, reverse image search, waybacks of porn and swingers sites. No success.

Then one day, after years of frustration, there she is being interviewed on the local news. She works with a charity to help exploited women. Oh, and they're having a fundraising dinner next week, a black tie affair.

 

[MikeXIrons]

I love this idea, maybe the photo on it are so intriguing that the person who finds it is erotically interesting in meeting the person who took such personal photos of so many. All they have todo is find them.

And, as most digital cameras do these days, the photos could include latitude & longitude giving our hero lots of places to start looking.

Maybe the photos are candids, taken from a distance... and the models don't know who took them?

What if... our hero finds a camera beside his own house (after investigating a loud noise in the yard one night?)... full of what appear to be erotic photos taken of women and couples without their knowledge. He wonders if they are all staged for "art" sake... or if the camera belongs to some creepy pervert.

He starts trying to find the locations of the photos... which leads him on a scavenger hunt... trying to find not just the location of the people in the photo, but, also the location the photo was taken from and trying to be there at the same time of day/week the photo was taken. He imagines he'll confront the pervert and call the cops. He doesn't mention it to his wife - who is even more sexually conservative that he is and would certainly be appalled.

He goes to the rough lat/long of the first photo and looks around, seeing a balcony that looks like it might have the right angle. He goes up to that places, and uses the camera to try to recreate the shot... and realizes it's looking into an apartment across the alley. He recognizes the room he's peering into. He's about to leave when the beautiful woman in the photo steps into the frame, drying off from the shower much like in the photo. He's mesmerized... and instantly hard.

He continues the scavenger hunt, sometimes failing, sometimes succeeding. One day he finds himself sitting atop a hill that overlooks a private beach where two lovers had sex. He decides to wait since the woman in the photo looks especially hot - and, a bit like his petit blonde wife from the back. After many hours, his patience is rewarded when the man from the photo leads a beautiful young woman onto the beach and strips her naked and has sex with her. It's a different woman that was in the photo. He wonders if the creepy photographer waited to get home to masturbate with the photos (as he'd started doing), or if he masturbated while taking them (as he couldn't resist doing now).

And so, he spends every spare moment on his new addiction, slowly working his way through the photos one after the other, becoming the very perverted creep he set out to find.

He lies to his wife about work trips in order to track down some locations that aren't local.

I'm not sure where it goes from there except creating a new kink for our hero.

Maybe... along the way, he sees the same hot blonde in photos a couple more times, but, never in person when he returns to the "scene of the crime". She looks frustratingly like his wife, but, in the photos there's never a good look at her face. He's dying to see her in person at one of the photo sites so he can get a better look.

As he gets to the end of the photos, he's back near where he found the camera... near his own house and discovers that one of the last set of photos are taken from a tree in his yard... and are of his neighbor's wife sunning herself in their backyard wearing nothing but her lovely dark curly hair.

And then there's a photo into the neighbor's bedroom. The photo is of the neighbor fucking a woman with long straight blonde hair - the same petite blonde he's seen in several photos now. He zooms into the bedroom with the camera, and it's empty. He looks through the multiple photos and confirms that, yes, these shots are taken from here into the bedroom... He frantically clicks through the photos, but, they never conclusively reveal her face.

He swings the camera around to look into his own bedroom window and is surprised to see his own petite blonde wife laying on their bed naked, masturbating. He's surprised. He never knew she did that. He didn't know she even owned a dildo - yet, there it was. She looks sexy as hell - so dirty and naughty and horny... unlike how he always thinks of her. Without any conscious thought, now out of habit, one hand starts stroking his hardon while the other holds the camera.

He reminds himself that he's well hidden in the tree and the dim twilight is surely enough to prevent her from seeing him... but, it sure seems like she's looking out the window right at him while she fucks herself with the dildo. She gets up from the bed and kneels on the chair near the window and continues to fuck herself. He considers running in to stop her - to let her know she's visible in the window! He wonders if she's got an exhibitionist streak he never knew about. He'd never knew she had ANY kind of "streak".

She's definitely looking out the window. He swings the camera back toward the neighbor's house to see his neighbor looking out the window with a horny grin on his face, watching the show.

He looks back and forth between the two windows, breathless with jealousy, anger, surprise, but most of all, horniness. Our hero is surprised when the neighbor disappears from the window. How could he stop watching such a hot show?

As he watches his wife he gets the answer... when he sees the neighbor enter his bedroom and embrace his wife from behind. It continues to look like his wife is looking right at him even as the neighbor's cock takes the place of the dildo in his wife.

He wants to run into his house and stop the madness, but, can't bring himself to take his eyes off the hottest thing he's ever seen, and he can't take his hand off his own cock. He knows he can't move until he cums... and he decides not to cum until she does. She's smiling out the window when they both cum.



In the end, it turns out, she'd been trying for years to figure out how to spice things up, but, he'd never taken any hints. She had a hunch that down deep he had a voyeuristic streak. And, she KNEW she had a strong exhibitionist streak, but could never admit it to him. She's always dreamed of her husband watching and photographing her while she fucks another man, but she could never nudge him in that direction, even a little, even just to fantasize.

Then she had an idea to tempt him with someone else's perverted obsession... to lead him along a "scavenger hunt" to slowly get him to discover how much he likes to watch. (with the help of an old ex BF of hers who she knew to be devious, discrete, and perverted enough for the job)

If I were to expand this idea... I'd probably stretch out the final scene into multiple scenes where first he sees his wife naked, then a couple nights later masterbating. He figures out that when he goes away for a business trip she spends her evening this way, so, it becomes a predictable thing. Once she knows he's hooked - lying about trips so he can watch her - she starts slowly turning up the heat step by step until another man joins her.

 

[OnlyHappyEndings]

Then she had an idea to tempt him with someone else's perverted obsession

I figured you were hinting that the wife is the secret photographer. I myself would dial it back. She's just an obsessive voyeur and thinks MC is the one too conservative to understand. MC figures it out when he sees pictures of the neighbor that could only be taken from inside his house. Then the clues fall in place.

But when you write your version I will definitely read, rate and comment. We're waiting!

 

[MikeXIrons]

I figured you were hinting that the wife is the secret photographer. I myself would dial it back. She's just an obsessive voyeur and thinks MC is the one too conservative to understand. MC figures it out when he sees pictures of the neighbor that could only be taken from inside his house. Then the clues fall in place.

But when you write your version I will definitely read, rate and comment. We're waiting!

I actually wasn't thinking that she was the photographer since she was in some of the photos. I didn't really figure out who the photographer would be... maybe an ex of hers that she knew she could count on to be discrete and pervy enough? (I'll go back and edit )

You're right about dialing it back... it isn't quite believable. I'd love to smooth out some of the rough edges to make it all work.

I like the idea of her being the voyeur photographer too.

 

[MikeXIrons]

Or tablet, notebook PC, whatever.

You find a device, you are able to get into it and find all sorts of fun pictures and maybe some stories. But no names, addresses or other identifiers. The Private Dick in you decides to dig further and becomes determined to find the owner.

What kind of hijinks ensue?

I remember a true story about a guy who had his digital camera stolen. Unbeknownst to the thieves, the camera (or the memory card? remember myFI cards?) would, whenever it found a wifi to connect to, upload photos to "the cloud". So, as the theives used the camera, including taking photos of each other, the original owner got to see the shots in almost real time. The photos (and the lat/long stamps) made it easy for the cops to identify and find the guys and return the camera.

What if the thief was a studly young guy who liked taking photos of his "conquests"? As the racy photos are automatically uploaded to the cloud, the original camera owner might decide to wait a little while longer before calling the police.

Eventually he gives up the idea of getting his camera back, preferring the periodic arrival of hot pictures in his cloud folder.

Maybe at some point the photos include some women he knows from around town... a co-worker. And then a married friend of his wife who's totally hot, but, he had no idea might cheat on her husband (with a younger guy no less).

Then, of course, a photo of his wife's friend dancing at a club... and our hero's wife in the background!

Then, of course, a photo includes a woman who looks a lot like his own wife, but, he can't be sure since the photos are of the back of her head while she's being fucked doggie style and also of the back of her head in the photographer's lap, with his hand gripping a handful of her hair while she sucks him.

 

[OnlyHappyEndings]

I actually wasn't thinking that she was the photographer since she was in some of the photos.

I thought she was at first, but then I saw you were hinting at her being in some of the pictures. Which is hot. Don't get me wrong.

Eventually he gives up the idea of getting his camera back, preferring the periodic arrival of hot pictures in his cloud folder.

I love this idea. It could be chapter one. Chapter two he sees his wife in the background like you say and then a woman who looks like her getting railed, POV style. Is it her? He studies the details in the pics, compares the timestamp to her schedule, masturbates to them even while agonizing about them. He just can't eliminate the possibility.

Chapter three removes all doubt about the mystery woman and her secret life. Now when his wife goes out with her 'friends' he waits impatiently for the pictures to start arriving.

 

[000zing]

Some people keep secondary devices for private things and make it a point not to have contacts on it.

The hubby finding his wife's (or vice versa) secret phone/SIM in a bottom drawer has often struck me as a good start point for a story.

Investigations are conducted. Things are discovered. Infidelity/cuckoldry on the horizon.