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It Begins With a Moan

by justBrandy on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was sitting in a burger getting quick bite to eat before heading home, just relaxing and killing time with a little people watching. Watching the young frazzled looking mother with her little son in mismatched shoes tugging at her hand waiting impatiently for his 'chickie nuggisss' to be ready, taking in the trendy teenagers sitting so close all mushy eyed...

Wendy and Thomas

by EighteenYearsOld on Sep 16, 2017
Mature

They met on the bus and started chatting. Thomas was nineteen. Wendy was old enough to be his mother. That's what was so good about it. Over the days, weeks, their conversation turned to flirting. They met for coffee. They went to the cinema together. Then she visited him in his small, student's one bed apartment. That's when it happened. 'Sorry I'm late,...

An Eventful Life Ch. 01

by Dirty1010Man on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

(The Beginning) I just couldn't help it and do not know if I ever will be able to. When I first met her, Gen, she was the most gorgeous petite brunette any man could imagine. Thick flowing hair, perfect tits, and an always too happy smile made her radiate more than anything. I was lucky enough to hear directly from her how kinky she could be. Close encounte...

Illicit Afternoon

by DesignationWolf on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It had all started innocently enough. A simple text that stated, "Hey if I feel better I can come see you this week." After nearly four long years of wishing I could see her, the young lady was about to be in my presence again. What followed after her text was light hearted banter back and forth that was thinly veiled flirting leading to an albeit brief in...

A Not So Trivial Pursuit Ch. 02

by perstruo on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

TUESDAY Kevin woke up on the couch at his brother's place Tuesday morning. It had been a restless nights sleep with images of an emerald towel, wild blonde hair and a pair of perfect breasts swimming through the young man's dreams. As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes he realized he could hear Tom and Jordyn in the dining room. "Morning Kev," Tom welcomed...

A Visit from the Professor

by vyronika_knight on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

There was an insistent tapping on Michael's door that, considering it was after 2 am, he wanted nothing more than to ignore. After several minutes, he realized that the disturbance was not going to go away and it must be addressed. "Do you have any idea..." he said irritably as he swung open the door. All agitation was lost as he realized who had been rappi...

A Long Awaited Passion

by Foolishbutsaine on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I hopped into the shower to clean myself off, just like every night. I recently came back from college. I had done 2 years so far and decided to come home and take a year off. When I told my parents about this they agreed to give me board but I had to get a job and go to church with them. I agreed to the terms and here I am. I had just got there. My parent...

The Secretary's Lunch Break

by sarobah on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"Do you want me to take my clothes off?" she asks. "Yes," he replies, reclining back in the big leather chair. She nods, but looks past him, staring out across the grey panorama of the city beyond the window. She allows herself a thin smile as she reaches for the top button of her blouse. She runs her fingers down her front, deftly popping each of the butt...

Bedtime

by cowboy_witch on Sep 13, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

I step through the door into my bedroom, turning on the light and immediately pulling my brown t-shirt over my head. Tossing it to the floor, I reach down and remove my brown biker boots, setting them in my closet before undoing my belt and tossing it aside as well. My faded, torn jeans quickly follow suit, landing in a pile on the floor and leaving me stand...

Only the Lonely

by sal_ammoniac on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I got back home late—1:34, blinking on my bedside clock—but earlier than the rest of the house. The evening had begun in the living room, where the coffee table was now littered with empty cans and open bottles. I was drunk, overwhelmingly. I smoked a joint in the garden to mellow out. The night air was wet and cold, but I didn't mind. By the end of the join...