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Slutwife for Young Cock

by R Taylor on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

You guys all know that Anne Marie is a self-admitted slutwife. You know that she very rarely misses the opportunity to get her mouth; pussy and ass stuffed with new cock. Most of the time however, her sexploits are planned out in advance (such as when she gets together with my best friend) or at least when we go out "looking for action". Some of the hottest...

The Giant Squid

by oggbashan on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

WARNING: This is a satire on Tentacle Porn. What is described is a fantasy with a mythical creature. Do not attempt to duplicate this in your fish-tank. Copyright Oggbashan January 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and charac...

Sister's New Interview Ch. 02

by Ideas64 on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

Sister's New Interview 2: Anna comes Best friends face evil pornographer together Please note that Anne-Marie and Anna, the two main characters have both turned 19 and are more than a year removed from school. Anne-Marie wears her old school uniform and Anna wears a girl guide uniform for much of the story, but only as costumes. All referenced sexual activ...

Reunion of Three

by Shakestare on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

I got the phone call at around seven thirty in the even on a cold Saturday night. The call came from Cathy Higgins. I hadn't seen Cathy in five years, back when I was a freshman in high school. She told me that herself and my other friend, a girl I fell in love with many times named Anne Marie Carter were going to be dropping by sometime in the next week. T...

Indiscreet Memoirs of a Top Photographer Ep. 02

by Lanceuk on Jun 25, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Two New Girls. It was the middle of a long hot summer and business was slow. You can never tell when the phone will stop ringing and the desk diary shows empty pages for days on end, but after years as a freelance I had learnt to accept the occasional quiet spell. On the upside it gave me chance to catch up on paperwork and do odd jobs around the studio, b...

Anne Marie: Slutwife

by R Taylor on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife Anne Marie is in her mid thirties, five ft. seven inches tall, with long auburn hair and dark chocolate eyes. She has awesome long legs, and a playboy bunny ass. Her breasts are small and firm, and her nipples are incredibly long and sexy when she is turned on. We have always been pretty open towards sex and have shared our fantasies with each other...

The Princess's Quest

by KellyEvans01 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Princess Lucy stood and admired her image in the large mirror. Her best friend and maid Anne Marie sat watching from a chair. "Do you think my breasts are too large?" questioned Lucy, turning this way and that appraising the full, round exquisite globes. "Oh no!" gasped Anne Marie "They are perfect, I wish that mine were so beautiful, if my fiancé Jack eve...

Confessions of a Horny Devil Ch. 16

by CasperNZ on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Done at this assignment I had lined up something a little different, as I'd been driving trucks for contractors here and there ever since I had been with the courier company I looked at doing driving full time. I had to admit that even though all this office work was OK, the notion of being inside didn't thrill me one bit. Each successive job I'd had was m...

BC Ch. 05: Anne-Marie's List of One

by ABigCat on Feb 4, 2020
Erotic Couplings

People call me BC. Big Cat. A nickname I've had since I was a boy. However, during my years at art college I was known as 'Fluffer'. These are the stories of that time. Fluffer's tales. # To introduce you to Anne-Marie I need to take you back to the Saturday evening of the infamous weekend that I was both crushed by my ex, and "educated" by my best friend,...

The Vampires of South Sudan

by Samuelx on Oct 31, 2018
NonHuman

"Politics find common thread everywhere," Mustafa Machar said to himself, as he languished in his little cell, awaiting his execution. In a few hours, the sun would rise, and for the first time in centuries, he would be there to greet it. It would be the very last thing he ever saw, for the light was lethal to his kind. Can't escape genetics, Mustafa thought...