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Mile High Club Stephanie McMahon

by DickThePimp on Mar 12, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Mile High Fuck Parody My wife Stephanie McMahon and I are traveling home from Los Angeles. I've added another job to my normal jobs... I'm a celebrity pimp and porn king... I work with my wife. We run the WWE Women's Division. We're relaxing on our private jet with two of our female superstars Charlotte Flair and Ronda Rousey. They also happen to be my body...

Carmen and Eddie Ch. 10

by bonnietaylor on Sep 15, 2017
Loving Wives

As Carmen left with her lover Jason she kissed Eddie goodbye and closed the door. Yukie stood by Eddie's side and took his arm. "Come Eddie let Yukie make you happy while they are gone baby. Come to bed with me Eddie and I take you to happy places." Eddie let her take his hand and half pull half guided him to the spare bedroom. The master bedroom was off li...

Meagan's Story Ch. 05

by TX_Fun_Dr on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

All characters are at least 18 years of age Chapter 5 – We made over $11000 in one weekend – Wanna make even more!!! OR – How I Sweet Talked My Big Black Daddy Into Being My Pimp As the alarm went off at 6:00am Marcus heard the shower running. Meagan was already up and in the shower. Laughing he thought to himself – Yeah she had a major clean up job to...

The Perverted World of James Ch. 02

by DickThePimp on Oct 29, 2018
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This is a pimptastic fuck parody series... It ain't real playa Superpimp 01 Star of this story : Shanna Moakler Family member in this story : My Cousin Kate Upton (Herself) I was waiting for my newest ho, former Miss USA Shanna Moakler. You see, pimpin' is my game. It's my life. I'm the 24kt gold plated, diamond daddy of the sex biz. They call me Superp...

Judith Loves Charlotte, N.C. Ch. 01

by silentpartnerwest on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

The Salt Lake City anniversary trip had been over for a little over a week. The first several days home we would talk about how a certain guy on the trip had fucked her or how much the guy came inside her. We didn't think we could make a good guess about how much cum she had taken. Mainly we talked about it a lot from both my viewpoint and the way Judith...

Becoming A Slut Wife: Stasha

by Just Plain Bob on Apr 3, 2019
Loving Wives

I shuffled through the pile of bills on the table and shook my head in dismay. Two months behind on the mortgage, two months behind on the truck payment, shut-off notices from the phone and electric companies and no way for me to come up with the money any time soon. Things were not looking good. I'm a carpenter by trade and I've never had a problem finding...

Pimping Angel

by Angelscuck on Sep 16, 2017
First Time

"Oh, here's something interesting," my fiancée Angel said, browsing through the throw away paper calendar. "A local strip joint is having a Pimp 'N Ho Party Saturday night. Bikini dancers, good food, music and live entertainment and customers are encouraged to dress up as pimps and whores. Sounds like our kind of party, interested?" "Sure, why not?" I repli...

Review: Gun Shy

by velvetpie on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Women: Stories of Passion. Gun Shy. Starring Anneliza Scott (as Penny), Tony Ervolina (as Billy), James Black (as Cop), India Dupre (as Young Girl) and Elisa M. Rothstein (as the Interviewer). Lonely lady cop meets an attractive pimp. * * * * * Penny is sitting in her car, waiting for the Interviewer and when she shows, she invites her in. Penny asks if...

Love

by Perverta on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Isaac's fingers traced the faded flower pattern on the bate mattress as he inhaled the heavy cloud of Tiffany's perfume. They had no water- it'd been off for a couple of months- and the option to wash in the standing toilet water was gone when Tiffany came home a week ago vomit drunk. The bathroom door stayed shut, now. "Fucking drink it, Tiff," he said, wa...

Cafe of the Prison Moon

by Alii Nui on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She sat alone in the dark. A street-lamp below the window of her sixth-floor apartment's front room scattered some incidental light against the open drapes and threw a vague pattern on the ceiling, but very little of its illumination was able to penetrate the deep shadows of the room. There was only the orange glow of her cigarette, a winking ember floatin...