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The Mouth of Howard

by DaintyAnkles on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I found myself moving speedily down the un-peopled street. Yes, it was cluttered with debris, and piles of dirty snow, but at this time of early morning, the sidewalks of my hometown were deserted. The city that never sleeps is a misnomer. It does sleep, albeit in fits and starts somewhere between the waning moon and the approach of dawn. It was frigid and I...

Getting Caught

by NCnakedadventure on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The snowflakes drifted down through the trees like tiny gifts from heaven. I held my face up to catch some on my tongue. "Excuse me," a voice called out. Immediately I crouched down, frozen in shock. Just a moment ago, the forest had seemed so deserted. It had that muffled, soundless quality that only a snowstorm can bring. But now, somehow, my sanctuary w...

Coffee Shop Magic

by odlum on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The small pellets of ice stung her face and the wind blew as only a prairie wind could. It tugged at the hem of her long, down coat and chilled her thighs. She glanced at the Christmas shoppers as they scurried, head down, across the mall parking lot to the safety of their cars. "Victoria, what are you doing out on a night like this?" she asked herself. The...

Master of the Midnight Sun

by emileigh on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It was so cold. stacia looked at the thermometer and shuddered as she pulled on her heavy boots and zipped her winter pants over her jeans. she wondered if her car would start at -55º and smiled as she thought of bouncing down the road on her frozen, "square" tires. stacia pulled the polar fleece turtle around her neck, slipped into her down coat and ran out...

Untrustworthy Ch. 2

by CJT on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ann lay there next to me her head moving slowly up and down on my chest as I breathed. I stroked her hair softly, its shiny golden locks slipping through my fingers like strands of silk. She lay there motionless for such a long time I thought she was asleep. I could not push the night’s events out of my mind. Her with her tears, then her passion. Me knowing...

Victoria the Slut Ch. 03

by Lifeisgood21 on Sep 25, 2017
Group Sex

I wandered back into the house and made myself a coffee. Vic came down a few minutes later wearing jeans and a very tight low cut red t-shirt. "Well I am off. I will see you later this afternoon." She said, giving me a long kiss on the lips. I accompanied her to the door, pinching her ass as she left. "See you later." I said. Vic got in her car and drove...

Lipstick Fantasy

by JohnDoe1XX on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

I am to have dinner with a mature woman that I've met on-line. Her photos have shown her to be a few years older than myself—attractive, with blonde hair and a buxom build. I have always been interested in the allure of older mature women, so I am very excited for our meeting. I arrive early, take up a position at the bar, order a scots whisky, and wait for...

The Freezing Point of Pain

by Demonstrative on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

George Mitchell lay on his back, his large feet hanging off the edge of the worn couch. His skin was coated with reds and blues from the TV that hung above the lit fireplace. The sound was off and the images on the screen carried on without his attention. George was bored. He thought of going to bed but he lacked the energy to move. He surveyed the living...

The Party

by Willow_ on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

My knuckles were white gripping the steering wheel. Lara bounced expectantly in the passenger seat next to me, waiting patiently for my most recent bout of nerves to wear off. We were here; sitting in the parking lot outside of...what exactly? From the outside it looked simply like an upscale spa. Not what I'd imagined for my first "sex party" though I still...

Urban Adonis

by atrayahoney on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I sat on the train, my nose buried in a book, my body cloaked in every warm item that scattered the floor of my room that morning. The Chicago weather had just turned rigidly cold, a cold that had slipped my memory with all the hot summer fun of the previous year. Once again, it was time to bundle myself to bare the frigid Midwestern air that blew from Lake...