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I Won't Tell: Emma & Adam

by LittleLymph on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Emma had a secret. She kept it hidden from everyone, including her husband - especially her husband. She had a huge crush on his best friend. She was deeply ashamed of it. At first she only found him attractive but as time went by, she found herself dreaming about him in the middle of the night and masturbating with his face in front of her eyes. When he w...

Poolhouse Memory

by Sadie26 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

Jack was always a good kid, from the time he was a little boy I would babysit him while his parents went on their numerous vacations and weekend get-a-ways. I was an older woman, 43, with no kids of my own and recently divorced, so it wasn't like I had a full social calendar just yet. But Jack was no longer a little boy, he was 20 with the body of a 30 year...

Escape to Cyberspace

by Babee_girl on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was sitting in my favorite chair and tried to relax, but wished I could run away from home. I am all stressed out because his mother was here--again. She must think we have a vacancy sign in our front yard and a revolving door. She could not even respect us enough to call. Hell that would be too damn easy as she loved to stir up trouble everywhere she went...

A Walk in the Woods

by percivaljove on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It's summer and we're on holiday in Croatia; the weather is beautiful, hot and sunny. We've rented an apartment a short way from the coast on the edge of a forest. The day before we headed down to the beach, spending the entire day there relaxing in the sun, swimming in the water. The entire day I spent watching and wanting you as you lounged in your bikini;...

MFM

by VivvyK48 on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

They met on a swinger site online. He read her profile and it piqued his interest. He had a busy week and was ready for some down time. Nice, intelligent profile. Not more of the ridiculous 'let's have sex' two paragraph crap reads he'd been perusing for a couple of weeks now. Ah, there was the profile saying the couple was online now!. He took a chance, a...

Our Time

by daddysbeibe on Nov 6, 2018
Romance

We met online, how very modern of us. Not on a dating site, let's just say by chance, destiny? The romantic in me would like to think so. I don't believe either of us was looking for this connection, but it was there right from the start. You told me you were married, you knew I was not. We aren't kids anymore and should be mature enough to have an online fr...

Dear Diary Pt. 08-09

by Foucquet on Jul 14, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Peter spent the next few days clearing the outhouse with little thought about much else during the day. Several skips and loads of images of filling and full skips, and an emptying and finally empty outhouse confirmed what he had thought, that the building had much more space than it seemed when full of rubbish, far more than he had expected. Now, he decided...

Dear Diary Pt. 04

by Foucquet on Jul 14, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Claudet was leading Peter by the hand like a small boy, as promised she was taking him to meet Jimmy Pearce. Peter was quite amused by this. "Just like my first day at school" he said, "will you be coming to get me as well mum?" "Cheeky bugger!" "Well I like the idea of you coming for me..." "Later," replied Claudet, "much later, you are going to pay for...

Drinks After Work

by blcking on May 7, 2019
Interracial Love

I have been admiring this woman for about six months, ever since I've started working there. I worked for a law firm as a private investigator. Her name was Pam, short for Pamela, and she was a paralegal. She was probably in her late 40's early 50's. She stood about 5'3"-5'4" tall, jet black hair, brown eyes, sharp pointy nose, and squared jaw. She was on th...

Night of the Strawberries

by SanityCheck on Nov 4, 2019
Erotic Horror

I ground my teeth as my GS1200 jittered and shook over the washboard surface of the dirt farm road. I rose to my feet, standing on the foot pegs so I could use my legs as additional shock absorbers. For the last seventy miles I'd spent more time standing than sitting. I'd left San Jose, California, on May eighth, the day of my thirty-third birthday, three m...