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Harmony Hill Ch. 02

by steamer5139 on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

Sunday and Monday were my nominal weekends, my consecutive days off from tending bar at the Sweet Spot. Since Harmony moved in six weeks earlier, I often spent part of one or both of these days and many nights fucking her. We were friends and neighbors but first and foremost we were fuck buddies. Often when the telephone in my apartment rang, I answered...

Paying Customer

by FelicityJohns on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She looked at the number scrawled on the back of the business card. Her heart sped up with the weight of it, just seven digits in Andi's shaky hand. She had thoughts of morality and thoughts that said fuck that shit. She was leaning into the latter. And memory of their conversation was not helping. "It's a service, hon," Andi said. She was leaning against...

Owned by a Ghetto Bitch Pt. 05

by FantasizeAndRealize on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

The next day when I got home from work Sholanda was waiting for me in the apartment. It was only 5:20 when I walked in and she said, "You better rush home to me, every day. Doll!" I kissed Sholanda on the lips, but she broke it off fast. "We have to go get my stuff, so come on." She commanded. I led her down to my car and went to get in but she said, "Uh...

Heat Seeking Missile Ch. 03

by Synthia on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story is inspired by the real person character, "Mark". Mark is often called "The Heat Seeking Missile". Women: If your pussy is radiating heat he will find you. I have pretty good information on this experience, but some of the details are made up. (Edited to Protect Identities.) * She was kind of a slutty type, not really all that good looking, abou...

My New Roommate

by EmmaMackenzie on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It had to be a mistake of the college. No way was I supposed to be rooming with this dumpy looking girl, jeans so tight an unsightly mound of flab hung over the top, sweaty underarms that wobbled when she walked. She bumbled into the room, her shoulder bag knocking one of my soccer trophies off the dresser. "Oh, sorry!" she gushed, her frizzy flaming red ha...

The Dick Underneath The Stairs Part 1

by Liclovely on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

After driving around lost for 15 minutes, Tai finally located the apartment building she was looking for. She was there to view a two-bedroom apartment she had called about the previous day. She had recently completed two years of medical school at The University of Maryland. The commute from her present apartment was killing her. She needed to move closer t...

The Party

by Snekcid1 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I was bored within thirty minutes of arriving at the party. My wife had disappeared amongst a throng of her co-workers discussing insurance shit which I had no interest or knowledge of. I had spoken empty party words to three people I barely knew but had met at previous engagements thrust upon me by my wife so she could bugger off with a clear conscience. My...

Mrs. Beauchamp

by FantasizeAndRealize on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

I am a 34 year old married white male with three kids. I love doing extreme sports and keep in great shape. With a height of 5'8" and a weight of 140lbs. I have a good athletic rugged look about me. Two years ago I took a job as an apartment complex manager. As the manager I got to know all of the tenants. One of the long time tenants is a retired Cajun la...

Water Bags Ch. 01

by Orbmansuper on Jul 10, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Hey Willy wake up, I'm making breakfast!" Said a cheerful female voice. "I'm coming!" Willy said with a yawn as she lifted herself out of her cot. Willy wobbled down the hall on sleepy feet, rubbing her eyes as her heaving breasts leaked a clear fluid that rained upon the shag rug of her room. The heaving syrup-filled sacks bobbled against each other as...

The Student and the Woman

by Systematick on Mar 17, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Gabriella reminded me everyday why I was single as fuck: women were irritating. So irritating that at only thirty-three years old I already had strands of gray in my fade. I named them after the five women I'd had serious relationships with. Gabriella was no lover, was only my student, but she'd landed her name on top of my head. She recently turned eightee...