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Mr. Deviant's Fan

by MrDeviant on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I'd just stopped into my favorite store, Home Depot, to pick up a few supplies for around the house when I got a chuckle from the girl behind the counter. "What's so funny," I inquired seriously. "Your supplies," she said. As I looked at her questioningly I asked her, "What is so funny about a bunch of nuts, bolts and wood?" "I know what you are building...

First Crush

by KingXerxes on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I have known Tressa since the 6th grade and was surprised to find out that she moved into the house across the street from me. Although we were never more than acquaintances for most of those years, at 35 it seemed like we were best friends. Tressa is stunning for a woman her age looking at least ten years younger with the energy to match. Since her divorce...

The Instructress Ch. 03

by AndreaJordan on Jun 1, 2020
BDSM

Donna's naked body swept up from the bed and over to the hotel door, her flushed breasts bouncing playfully. With her tangled blonde hair deliberately covered the combination padlock, she unlocked the security chain and brought in the bottle of champagne. She closed the door again with a solid thud and slipped her padlock back on to the chain just as Sam arr...

School for Lesbian Subs

by Tankpoet on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

The ad seemed like it couldn't be real. It was exactly what I wanted, a school for submissive girls. I had to find out if it was genuine and so, with my whole body shaking like I was freezing cold due to my nerves, I called the number on the page and waited for an answer. 'Hello, Mz Lily's School of Adult Education, Emma speaking, how can I help you?' A you...

Naughty in the Kitchen

by MSTarot on Sep 2, 2017
Erotic Horror

I wish I could move. I want to. I want to get up from here and run as far and fast as I can from this horrible place. To scream for help... but no one would be there to help me. No help for me. Or for my sister. I can see my sister. Like me her eyes weep from where the knives plunged in. The skin bruised, torn and ragged around her mouth. Her insides vomi...

Gigi: The Foreword

by gigintony on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Walking through the Florida Mall one afternoon with my wife and Nancy, our youngest daughter, I happened to notice a number of people, particularly men, who stopped and stared at Gigi. Now Gigi is quite deserving of a long stare; her full bust, her rounded hips and those lovely legs in a mini-skirt attract a lot of attention. With their mouths hanging half o...

A Quiet Night At Home

by gti on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My wife passed away from cancer several years ago and the mother-in-law moved in with me to help with my three children. She is about five - three and just a little on the chubby side, but certainly not fat. She has been divorced for more than twenty years and is an upright, religious woman, of high moral character. That is why what follows is such a surpri...

And So It Begins... Ch. 03

by shecallsmeslut on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I waited on my knees with eyes downcast as Mistress calmly drank. I knew She was deep in thought about how I was to be punished for spilling Her tea as I gave it to Her... The last time Mistress punished me I thought it would never end. Of course, I deserved every second of it! I had been sloppy and disrespectful to Her, and for that there is no excuse. Af...

Impregnating Alice Ch. 06

by eatoure on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

One day Gabe came to the ranch during the insemination. He watched it, wishing it was his prick going up Alice's cunt. Then he noticed that a little bit of semen was left in the "turkey baster" syringe. A thought dawned on him and he took the syringe with him. The following day he came back with a scowl on his face. "We've got a problem," he announced grim...

Correspondence

by itschaotic on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

There comes a time when it's not wise for me to sustain more pent up desire. I become aggressive and unpleasant to be around. I become more negative and if it goes on too long, my tongue becomes quite caustic. So I resign myself to a patient and known pattern of release. Written text is best to paint the pictures in my imagination. It's the most thorough wa...