Another cuckold story - if you don't like them then perhaps avoid reading it. *** I thought about the road that had led us here as I watched my wife step out of the car and into the dark, dirty alleyway, tottering on her heels and pulling her tight black miniskirt down to half cover her arse cheeks, but leaving her stocking tops in full view. My cock twit...
"Layla, what's taking you so long, you're dirty old man is waiting for you!" I was delighted with his insistence, Stephen was obviously rested and prepared to carry on. I had to admire his tenacity, his absolute willingness to please me with every ounce of strength he had. Admittedly, he very nearly drained me, in more ways than I could, or would, have ima...
Imagine, you have a chance to live out a fantasy. That's what I've been able to do. This is the continuing story of my obsession with "Dirty Old Men', Bless them all. * Charlie stood up and pushed me aside. "Put them panties back on." He walked past me and into the living room. Did he say I was to be his personal sex slave? My god how did this happen? I k...
This is my first story so feel free to leave your feedback and if there's interest out there I might write a sequel to this, so just let me know. Also, big thank you to TahrimaBegum for his help editing this story into what you'll read below. I'd definitely recommend him if you're looking for some help editing your stories. ***** Amy and James had been to...
Yet another night of chatting with some dirty pervert on line, sharing fantasies of being used rough, and treated like a whore. I enjoy chatting with a man that likes to degrade a fat whore like me while he uses me rough and nasty. Sometimes the chatting gets so hot and dirty, if the pervert is in my area they always want to meet eventually. Even though I do...
Sandra Taylor was stood outside her parents' house in the pouring rain, wondering what to do. When she had left school that day there were a few puffy white clouds lazily floating around the sky. However, as she had neared the end of her long walk home, the heavens had opened up and released a torrent of rain. But the rain wasn't her only problem; Sandra ha...
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