Deserted Island Stories

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Finding Jasmine Ch. 02

by ssm_410506 on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As was customary, Clark's body refused his mind's plea for a few extra minutes of sleep. A morning person by nature, the years of 5am rounds had only reinforced the habit, and sleeping in was considered to be seven. He had hoped that the move into a more academic role would fix the issue, but to this day, he usually greeted the sun instead of the reverse. O...

AphroditeAvenue.xxx

by foxxxyvixxxen on Aug 18, 2017
First Time

University of Nebraska isn't a total expensive school, but it is obviously not the most affordable school to attend either. Books, tuition, and lab fees would make such a saint like Mother Theresa want to at least consider selling a little ass here and there. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Sometimes you have to do things you never thought u would...

The Subway Sex Game

by Mycke on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

I tapped a woman on the shoulder. She was standing next to me on the Yonge Subway platform. She turned and looked straight into my eyes. She was a player and understood the rules of the game. Months before, Toronto had joined the dozens of other cities participating in Sex-Train – a game taking spirited subway travelers by storm. The rules were simple. Se...

A Musician's Magic Hands

by milfleglover on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

For an older gal of 64, I consider myself to be in pretty good shape. I'm tall, lean and fairly muscular for my age, from a lifetime of exercise and eating well. I have shoulder-length silky blonde hair and despite the usual sags and wrinkles of someone technically elderly, I think I look pretty good. But occasionally injuries pop up. This day, I was visiti...

Nothing a Good Affair Can't Fix

by starknest on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

As Sarah entered the house, fairly exhausted from her first tennis lesson at the racquet club, she casually tossed the keys to her Mini on the center island in the kitchen. She was unfazed by the fact she was alone again...because she was always alone. Her husband, Tom, was ALWAYS in a meeting, at a conference, or playing golf with his clients. Their marriag...

Suburban Legends and Voluptuous Women

by tcoop45 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I grew up in a large city and most of my adult life was spent living an urban lifestyle. To say, my only contact with suburbia was a few college and workplace friends that would invite me out for an occasional weekend party. It wasn't until my divorce that I decided to abandon anything that reminded me of the city or my ex wife. Something always seemed to be...

Lust In The Tropical Sun

by Foxe-Male on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

It was early January and it had been an extremely cold winter so far and I was looking forward to the two weeks vacation we had booked for next week to Jamaica. Jane, my wife and I had planned this vacation for the past year and were looking forward to getting away from it all and enjoy some long overdue R & R. Jane had gone on a strict diet for the past si...

Ladies' Club Ch. 02

by tlc143 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Maddie kissed me at the cabin door. "Maybe I'll see you later?" I nodded. "It's a small ship. You'd have a hard time avoiding me." "Oh, Mikey, I'd never do that! Bye, honey!" Her cabin was right across the hall, and I watched her wink as she closed her door. Well, I thought, she may have been older, but she was the best lay you've had in months, at least...

Manou & Stephen: Happy Together

by Samuelx on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Growing up, I had a mad crush on Emmanuella "Manou" Jean-Pierre, the six-foot-tall, dark-skinned and tomboyish daughter of one of my father's friends. We used to play together, but Manou was a lot closer to my older sister Annabelle since they were the same age. I was a year younger than them, and in the world of females, that's a monumental difference. Chic...

Tropic

by SaharaGuy on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The blazing sun burns down on the island out of a clear blue sky, and I am walking through the stand of palms, my bare feet avoiding the prickly fronds that have fallen from the trees and are littering the path. At the edge of the grove I pause. The warm trade wind is coming straight in off the sea and caressing my body, and I am wearing my briefest swimsuit...