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The Mistress Ch. 05

by Emmanjoy on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

A lot of cum came out of Emman and he's still not satisfied. He wanted to fuck me. I didn't allow him. When earlier I was not ready to give myself to him because he's still married, this time I really made up my mind to not push thru with our relationship. I was still hung up with his really big and round face, his false teeth, and now I had one more thing t...

Showtime Ch. 02

by trainman_d on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

“Wait right there,” the old woman told me. I wasn’t going anywhere. She had handed me 2 one hundred dollar bills and went into the bathroom. When she came back, her teeth were wrapped in a towel, which she stuffed into her purse. Then, she grabbed my hand and pulled me to a chair where she sat down. I had finished another show for Alice’s club and been sta...

Holiday Whore

by fun_tracy on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"You know what you need Tracy?" Nikki said to me, "You need a break, time away to get that cheating scumbag out of your head." She was probably correct, I hadn't been the same since I'd caught my long term boyfriend of 13 years with another woman. I would've probably dealt with it better if the woman he was cheating on me with was a 20 something hottie. I'...

Adicto

by HughMungus1 on Dec 25, 2019
Humor & Satire

"There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root." ― Henry David Thoreau Squirt fountained from the nude BBW beneath me and onto the semen-stained, concrete wall behind her boyfriend's head. "I need to start carrying some sort of to-go cup to these events," I thought to myself, "perhaps a Tupperware container." In o...

Adicto

by Badlands1 on Oct 5, 2020
Humor & Satire

"There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root." ― Henry David Thoreau Squirt fountained from the nude BBW beneath me and onto the semen-stained, concrete wall behind her boyfriend's head. "I need to start carrying some sort of to-go cup to these events," I thought to myself, "perhaps a Tupperware container." In o...

Lady on Beach

by Moondrift on Sep 15, 2017
Mature

I was sitting somewhat gloomily under the beach umbrella idly listening to the ocean rollers pounding on the shore. It was a beautiful day with the bright sunlight heat tempered by the gentle breeze coming in from the sea. Further along the beach I could see two stick like figures of children throwing something into the sea for an equally stick like dog to...

Cul-De-Sac FOUR

by Shoreguy on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

There is this attractive lady who lives next door at number four. Her name is Louise. All the neighbors call her Lu or Lulu. She lives there with her husband Henry and their eighteen-year-old daughter Margie. The mother is well endowed in the boob department, and from what I can see, like mother like daughter. I like tits so I like mother and I like daughter...

Mammary Mansion Ch. 07

by dass4450 on Sep 18, 2017
Mature

I settled in the chair in front of the terminal and logged on. Within minutes, and right on the appointed time, the screen flickered and there was Monica, smiling gently, her marvellous blue eyes twinkling. “Morning Michael. Hope I didn’t disturb you. I see you drank your milk like a good boy.” She laughed showing her beautiful teeth as I wiped the remains o...

Furnished Room Ch. 01

by Peter Duncan on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It was May of 2002. I was on a special assignment doing surveys on educational equipment in Denver and Colorado Springs, a project that took four months. I could have stayed in a residential motel but found them sterile and wanted something a little homier. An apartment would have been cheaper but nobody would rent an apartment for less than a year. Pouring...

The Time Machine Ch. 01

by smilodonwriter on Sep 12, 2017
Humor & Satire

The Time Machine Voyage One - Going Greek The Professor was quite mad, of course. I believe he was an archetype rather than a stereotype but ‘what the hell, Archie,’ as Mehitabel was wont to say. I met him in the local supermarket. He was pacing the aisles muttering to himself. Now I’m one of these people who can’t help but look at what other folk are buyi...