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Cuckold Joe & Bunny Bone Pt. 05

by Chance005 on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Chapter 5: Bunny Bone's Brilliant Birthday Bash For her birthday, Cuckold Joe got his wife Bunny a new pair of shoes. They were spectacular. Christian Louboutin, the ones with red bottom. Beautiful pitch-black leather with hand-made stitches, studded with real diamonds. Tall soles and heels that could kill a man. They were the kind of shoes you'd wear on te...

No More Control Ch. 23

by R3ighter on Dec 14, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Two women. Two best friends. One butt naked the other one almost naked. Now leaving the city heading to a large national park area to enjoy some fresh air and sunshine. Sonya will always be naked for the foreseeable future as she just recently gave away all her clothing. The only exception were shoes for her feet and one emergency covering 30 miles away at h...

Shoe Shopping

by wifewatcher33 on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

Another story I wrote my sexy wife trying to turn her on so I could get some. This is from her perspective though. I had just finished having a horribly long week and was completely stressed out when I got home late Friday afternoon. I knew there was only one cure to fix the week I had just had - shoe shopping! I took a quick shower to get ready before my...

Susan and the Shoe Salesman

by klagatoman on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Susan Jackson, Anne's friend was a bored eighteen-year-old horny senior. She was tired of the pawing hands of her male classmates who all wanted her to suck their cocks and fuck but had no idea about how to please a girl. They thought a lick at her crotch was all a girl wanted before being fucked for three minutes. What Susan wanted was an adventure: a lovi...

Foot Cuckold for Isha Ch. 02

by cuck_for_isha on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Hey guys, Rahul is back with yet another cuckolding experience with Isha (goddess) and my master (Atul). This is Part-2 of the series. So I am back with the tale of another day of my life. I was cleaning the house as instructed by my goddess, who was out with her boyfriend, Atul, for shopping, with of course my credit card to handle the expenses. They had...

What Lies Beneath: Back to Business

by luvthex on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife, Ellie, began to get restless about eighteen months after the birth of our second child. Our friend, Charles, was engaged. He had ended his import/export business so rarely visited. Robert was engaged. I suspected Ellie rarely saw him except when we met him and his fiancé for dinner or at the occasional party. Frank and Liz had divorced and each had...

My Wife's Stockings

by hiphopchipshop on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

As I grow older I become increasingly convinced that people's sexual kinks are as individual as their fingerprints. This is one reason why porn can be so unfulfilling. You spend hours trawling the net for the perfect image or video clip, and when you find something that's close you realise the girl is wearing the wrong necklace, the guy has a stupid voice or...

Shoe Shopping

by adventuresofKathi on Sep 11, 2017
Loving Wives

It was late in the afternoon while taking a weekend in Santa Barbara about fifteen years ago when Kathi was 38 years old. After a day of swimming and relaxing on the beach, Kathi and I decided to do some shopping at the expensive boutiques along the board walk. We went store to store with Kathi trying on and buying a couple of outfits when she spotted her fa...

Dressing Room

by Decayed Angel on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

Harold walked into the department store shortly after it opened. He immediately wandered over by the women's shoe department, browsing at several pairs of shoes before selecting a black, medium heeled pair. Rather than head immediately to the checkout counter, he meandered into women's clothing, following a circuitous route through lingerie on his way to the...

The Red Shoes

by Alex451 on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

Amber ran through the rain soaked streets. The dark streets ahead of her were every so often lit up by a blinding flash of lightning. She was hurring because she was late. Her umbrella was already ripped apart by the wind and she was trying desperately not to slip on the wet cobblestones as she ran in her black heels. The wind and rain were driving into her...