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The Perfect Handjob

by Ricky_writes on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I've been married for 20 years. It didn't take my wife Tammy and I too long to figure out that I had a much stronger sex-drive than she did. Frankly I have thoughts of sex about 5 times an hour and my wife has the same thoughts about once every 5 days. I'm sure it is a rare occurrence when two married people have the exact same desired level for sex. The way...

A Bit Of Christmas Candi Ch. 1

by Mark Singer on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

(Belated, indeed. But I'm uploading this on Jan 7th, which I believe is Christmas Day according to the Julian calendar... Or, it's really really really early for next year. Yes, Virginia...There is a Literotica...) * * * * * It was unseasonably warm here in the northeast, especially for the middle of December. Whereas normally, we'd have snowdrifts and b...

Joe & Friends_1_Cancerfree For 62 Mo.

by Geeky_lover on Sep 1, 2017
First Time

Freya Reynalda Idyl-Gliese was a survivor of several close calls. She was born in the United States, the daughter of two foreigners (to the US as well as each other's home country). Her father was Scandinavian and her mother was a mix of mostly south and Central American tribes who were there millennia before Cortez and Columbus and a small percentage Hispan...

It Was Only a Blowjob Ch. 04

by Tx Tall Tales on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

======================== Bad surprises and further consequences ======================== I woke nervously, and reached for the baby monitor. I wasn't hearing anything, then slowly realized she was at Carol's. I looked beside me, where my wife was sleeping on her belly, with Kelly cuddled up to her. They looked so calm and peaceful, nothing like last night...

The Spence Project Ep. 02

by DickThePimp on Aug 13, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

EPISODE 02 : Spence Fucks Everybody "How's our boy doing babe?" I ask my wife Kim Kardashian. "He's doing great babe. I think his newfound fame has gone to his head a little, but he's doing great." Kim laughs, as she tells me about Spence. The Spence Project has been a big success so far. We've been moving a lot of merchandise and The Spence Project. Com i...

X-Change

by Noah_Peal on May 15, 2015
Miscellaneous

Pills Pink pills change males to females. Blue pills change females to males. Purple pills (X-Trans) change males or females into transgenders, can be combined with pink or blue. X-Change (Formula subject to change) Acquired from unlicensed "street" vendors. Changed (defective/in testing) formula. Cheapest. High pregnancy risk. Can lead to mental a...

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Aunt Phoebe's Masturbatorium Ch. 05

by fmcchris on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

At this point, the woman whom Angelique had pointed out to me earlier as being the distant cousin of my uncle Pierre stood up and addressed the angry girl. "Did it ever occur to you, young woman," said Charlotte, "that Mr. Villon's inhibitions might prevent him from succumbing to your will?" This question, hurled at my cousin from out of nowhere, and from...

My Friend Tissa

by SamScribble on Oct 19, 2020
Mature

I guess I'm getting to 'that age'. Well... I know that I am. But my advancing years certainly wasn't my first thought when I started hearing voices. The first time I heard a voice, I was all alone in one of the day rooms, sitting next to the open French doors, reading. 'Can I get you anything?' the voice said. 'A cup of tea? A piece of cheese? A handjob?' I...

For the Good of Man

by readcarefully on Oct 3, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Chester and I had been texting each other all day, so it was no surprise to me when he ripped my underwear from beneath my dress before we said, "Hello." As he bent me over the couch and licked my pussy, I began to regret my decision to give into the forces of society. Every time his tongue touched my clit I wondered if it would be the last time I would be...

The Best Handjob in Iowa

by LingerieRobot on Sep 13, 2017
Humor & Satire

I don't remember exactly when I met Molly. I had stopped off for the night in Des Moines on a long coast-to-coast haul It was a long night, with lots of drinks, and the earliest I can remember we were chatting like old friends. She was one of those girls with no barriers: everything she thought came straight through her mouth, and she had kind of a dirty min...