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50 States of Sex Vol. 01 Pt. 02

by Gorev_Reighl on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Volume 1: Part 2 (a brief visit to Bangor) June 26. Augusta, ME. Senate Inn, Presidential Suite I was never a huge fan of giving blowjobs. In fact by the time Jake and I started planning our trip I still hadn't gotten my mouth close to Jake's crotch in our 2 ½ year relationship, and I could probably count on both hands the times I licked or swallowed a c...

My Wife and 3 Daughters Ch. 01

by splitlapper on Sep 28, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I just turned 45 years old and had been a coast to coast mover/trucker for half my life. My strength and ability to go without sleep helped me to make good money. My new tractor had the power and speed to get across the country quickly. The pay was a share of the line-haul so it helped that I owned the trailer too so I got a bigger percentage. It was a lone...

X-Rated Romp Through Life

by anonymousbosch on Sep 11, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Prologue The imaginary ramblings of this aging but still very sexually active man sometimes wander to his partially true but mostly imagined past. This is the tale of that mostly imagined life. I leave it to the reader to distinguish fact from fantasy. The names and places have been changed or most likely invented so that the reader is left with the thought...

Blonde Fucks Blacks Ch. 16

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Anal

My name is Janice Ellery Bronson and I am a six-foot-tall, plump, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, green-eyed and blonde-haired Irishwoman living in the city of Bangor, Maine. By day, I work as a field researcher and assistant for one of the city's most respected attorneys. Who is this attorney? My beloved husband Thaddeus Bronson of course. He's a six-foot-tal...

First Bondage Encounter

by victors_angel on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The first experience for me was February 2001. So yes, I am new into the alternative life style. I am glad that I made the step to find out myself of the BDSM world. In August of 2000, I went to the dungeon at Ms. Desiree's in Bangor Dungeon in Bangor, Maine. Surprise, Maine has well guarded secrets too. She is also my youngest sister, so I was aware of the...

First Flight

by bjrn00 on Jan 20, 2020
Romance

It became increasingly clear that I wasn't going to make it to Bangor today. The first half of the flight in my plane had gone well, but now, late in the afternoon with the scattered clouds becoming more frequent and the winter sun setting early, it became clear that I'd have to overnight somewhere. A quick check of the charts showed that there was a smal...

Mary and Alvin Ch. 36

by MelissaBaby on Sep 14, 2020
Romance

Bogart and Bacall It was still dark in the room when Alvin got out of bed. Looking out the window, he saw a magenta glow on the horizon. He went to the bathroom, then pulled on his robe and made his way slowly down the stairs. One step at a time, he thought, ain't that a pisser? He started the coffee maker, although he didn't enjoy his morning cup as much...

My Wife and 3 Daughters Ch. 02

by splitlapper on Sep 28, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I just turned 45 years old and had been a coast to coast mover/trucker for half my life. My strength and ability to go without sleep helped me to make good money. My new tractor had the power and speed to get across the country quickly. The pay was a share of the line-haul so it helped that I owned the trailer too so I got a bigger percentage. It was a lone...

Wardrobe Disagreement

by MissSusanAnn on Oct 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

To begin, this is a true story, so yes it really happened. That said, the names, locations and dates have been changed. A little information to get started, I was raised in Bangor Washington. I am 38 years old at the time, 5 feet 4 inches tall, I have large breasts for my size, and I am fairly athletic. A devout christian, I lived with a loving set of parent...

It’s a Place of Beauty

by Mainefiddleheads on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

The beautiful things of life are oftentimes birthed out of great bitterness. The morning sunlight glistened off the smooth surface of West Grand Lake with the early morning chilled air hanging still and motionless. It was the dead calm of an early October morning when most of the seasonal campers and cottage dwellers had long returned to their distant resid...