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Kelly's Fuck Date

by Apollo3000 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Kelly closed her eyes and slid deeper into the warm, scented water. The soft, frothy bubbles encased her entire body from the neck down and she let out a deeply contented sigh. She raised her hands to lightly pat warm water on her face, before pulling them tightly back over her head and through her long, soaked hair. It had been another mind-numbingly dull w...

Backsliding Ch. 04

by bzzzman on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

It never seems to fail. Just as life with Sarah had started to return to something that resembled normalcy, change reared its ugly head and we had to fall back and regroup. Not all change is bad, however, and I've come to understand that now. I suppose that had things turned out differently, then we would have probably just continued along as we were... her...

Tramping

by Katherine English 2 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I closed my eyes…the sparks from his fire ring flashing erratically against the soft, velvet interior of my eyelids. A rush…a hot, viscous flood of my juices flowed heavily into my palm as my voice rent the still fabric of the night once more. Rapidly I thrust my fingers into my quivering core…trying to satisfy the driving need that screamed through my very...

Hannah 02: Barbie Cue

by SZENSEI on Sep 5, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

As the evening closed in Hannah Scott formulated a plan. At dusk she got ready for Vernon, Mike, and the camp out. Digging through her clothing she found a short mini dress with spaghetti straps. It had a floral print with a hem that barely concealed her ass cheeks. The thin straps holding it on her shoulders revealed massive cleavage. Going braless offere...

Nude & Wet on the Train

by buck_maelstrom on Sep 3, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Elizabeth Moore closed and latched the door to her compartment, stowed her bags away overhead and settled into the seat. Glancing out the train window, she noted the cold gray drizzle that hung over the cityscape like one of Whistler's fogs, and reflected that an uneventful train journey was not an unpleasant prospect. She leaned back against the cushion, he...

Pass or Fail

by GothWannabe on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

Amy stormed into her dorm room and threw her books on her desk. "Damnit, I'm freaking failing this class!" Her roommate Carey looked up at her, wide eyed, from her computer. "What class is it?" she asked, eyeing her rather angry friend. "Stupid Computer Science! I fucking hate it, but I need the stupid credit!" Amy snarled, her voice sharp. "The prof...

Due Diligence

by doublewhiskey on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

The solid metal door closed with a resounding, heavy thud. The noise of the detention center always surprised her. On one side of the door, a silence covered the lobby and the security area. On the other side, a roar of sounds echoed through the brick hallways; shouts from inmates, the rattle of chains, the footsteps of the guards in their boots. Jane Stei...

When Words Fail

by lbtwhn on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

It had been another terrible night. Her husband had had too much to drink and had turned nasty. Again. After wolfing down the dinner she had prepared and served him, washed down with more of the scotch that he had been drinking steadily since his arrival home from the office, Greg pushed his chair away from the table and unfastened his trousers. "Get ov...

Seeking for Pleasure Ch. 02

by Otto26 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Charlotte closed the door to the Jeep and crunched across the gravel driveway to the red door set into the side of the building. She pushed on it, tentatively, and it swung open. Smiling, she walked inside and began her routine. The contents of her small backpack were laid out neatly on the metal table and, after the few moments it took her to undress, her c...

April in Charge

by sdlange01 on Mar 28, 2018
Fetish

Eyes closed, nose pressed against the wall, James Martinez stood in the corner, sobbing. Tears streamed down his face, and his pants bunched at his ankles, a makeshift restraint. He thought about how he got here. His bottom blistered a glowing red, swollen, with a tinge of purplish tinted bruises, welts raised in perfect stripes from the tops of his cheeks t...