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White Granny Strapons Black Guy

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Guys, I have a problem. I have a thing for older White ladies with big butts. I don't remember exactly when I realized this, but it thoroughly creeps me out. What kind of pervert lusts after someone's grandma? Try as I might, I couldn't get rid of these forbidden sexual feelings. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Sylvester Saint-Mathieu. I wa...

The Rajputana Safari

by misterwho on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Skirts were a bad idea. But to be honest she never intended to go on a camel ride. The hotelier kept telling her every day that beyond that first dune were unending rolling dunes like they showed in the movies. After a day's sightseeing and shopping of forts, museums and the palaces of the Maharajas she finally decided it was a good idea to be in place wher...

Beach Buff

by Rings3 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Summer at last, a day at the beach, you bloody beauty, but hang on, I suppose some sort of intro is necessary I guess – my name is Devlin Watergate, I'm 46, widowed, I have a 22 year old daughter who is the spitting image of her mother, presently overseas working for the Australian High Commission. She comes home occasionally which rather cramps my style a l...

Easy

by sonofasailor on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story took place four years ago, right after I graduated from high school. It was Memorial Day weekend and my family was staying at our beach house in the Florida panhandle. We had brought along my best friend and next door neighbor from Atlanta, Joel. My name is Alison, but everyone calls me Ally. At the time of this story, I was eighteen years old....

Priestess

by Savannax on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Priestess.... Soft is the hot white sand underneath my bare feet. My toe ring glints in the sun. I'm standing in the blazing sun in the middle of the day on the highest dune I could find. My heart still races and I can feel the delicate little fingers of sweat as it caresses my skin on their way down underneath my chiffon skirt and loosely draped top. I had...

Alexandria Bay

by geoff4035 on Aug 30, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I first saw her when I was lying on the beach. She and her man were walking toward where I was lying. I thought about rolling over so I would not expose myself to them as they walked by, but then on this beach you presume people are comfortable with nudity. I watched them walk by - hoping they might settle nearby and strip down. She was wearing little black...

Watching

by SeaCat on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Making my way through the deep sand towards the dune where I had seen the bird, I was careful to be as quiet as possible. Here in New England it was rare just to have seen a Crane, to be able to watch one from close up would be something to remember. Arriving at the base of the dune I started slowly crawling up its face. I didn't know where the Crane was and...

Into the Storm

by TRIAX on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Ar'Raq Desert 75 miles from Kafjiya Mountains 1st BCT Battalion Combat Team Major Kalandro Digma Commanding 13 Leopard 2A6EX Main Battle Tanks rolled by the desert of northern Ar'Raq followed by 24 Puma CFVs, 27 Boxer APCs, 6 Fennek Combat Cars armed with 50 caliber machineguns, and 3 Fennek Combat Cars equipped with 80mm mortars. Leading the procession...

A Day At The Beach

by paula and bob on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I always appreciated a little exhibitionism in the bedroom, with my love coming to bed in crotch less panties, or maybe performing an enticing striptease as a prelude to sex, but the kind of brazen public display Paula seemed to relish was incredible. I am an eager participant in Paula’s sexy antics, encouraging her to strut her stuff at every opportunity....

A Day at the Beach

by My I on Nov 21, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I stood there on the deck, the binoculars to my eyes, slowly scanning along the beach. It had become a daily ritual that I could not explain. I had rented the beach house for the summer. It sat on a corner of a quiet, secluded beach; simply a place for me to regroup. I saw the binoculars on the shelf by the sliding glass door that led to the deck on the mor...