Sridhar thumbed the large wad of one thousand rupee banknotes with a thin smile. A cool twenty-five thousand and that was not bad at all for a little entertainment by the wife. He folded the notes carefully and stashed them in the secret drawer in his cupboard and locked it. He dropped the key into his trouser pocket and turned around. "One hundred and twent...
As with the majority of my stories they are true and although the names have been changed. Several weeks had passed since I had been invited to play with the couple called dutifullydiscreet and in that time I had continued to use the website and in that time I had begun to make some new friends, helped in no small part by a very favorable review from duti...
I slid deep into my wife's core and she pulled the ring that penetrates my nipple with her teeth. I bucked out and back in, my movements pulling the small bit of sensitive flesh even harder. My orgasm was augmented by the pinching pain that telegraphed to my balls and I exploded inside her. She felt the throbbing and groaned with her responding climax. As w...
Kate walked through the grocery store parking lot, enjoying the warm spring evening. Even the thought of slogging through the grocery store didn't dampen her delight at the sights and sounds of the changing season that was all around her. The cool breeze tugged at the hem of the rather drab and sedate skirt she wore as her work "uniform" and ruffled her shor...
Keys in hand, Lanie stopped by the door and checked the mirror one more time. She twisted back and forth to look at her ass, examined her teeth, fluffed her hair. And then she stopped to really look herself in the eyes. Expressionless, she gazed at her reflection. The woman in the mirror looked pale, and her eyes were huge and dark. She had put lipstick on,...
(in Sara's voice) I ran into the house, sure that I could find what Drew and Lily needed. I remembered seeing it in the master bedroom: it had caught my eye. There, in a shopping bag next to the bed, I found it: a bottle of massage oil, not even opened. I felt a little guilty 'borrowing' this from my friends, but I could see the name of the store on the bag...
"Oh...god...Dana...Dana..." Mr. Cleary breathed hard, stroking and pulling at his smallish penis hard and fast. The mirror reflected Mr. Cleary's pudgy form, standing completely nude by the sink counter where Dana had set her purse. His clothes were piled in a heap by his feet on the tiled floor of the women's restroom as he furiously stroked himself in fro...
This story is a continuation of "Swiss Girls' School, Pt.1" John has been used by the girls' teacher to demonstrate how to arouse and ejaculate a man. After class, one of the girls slips him a note to meet them later John arrived at the school just after 7pm. He approached the west entrance, just as the note had instructed, but all was dark. He waited a...
He looked over at her, on her side and sound asleep. He put his arms around her tenderly, spooning the body that he knew so well. His cock throbbed, and he could not resist pressing his hips against her ass. He sighed, wanting her, but not wanting to wake her. He gently pulled away, resisting the persistent urging of his swollen cock. In their bed, she stir...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The ride home was agonizingly long. There was nothing I wanted more than head straight home and fall into our bed, but unfortunately, it would have taken us too long to drive the three extra hours back home from Debbie's and Eric's house, where we had to make a stop, since the sun...