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Golf Prose Pt. 01

by OneSilky on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

"Silky, I've got a proposition for you," George said in his serious voice. In case you don't know, George is my Daddy, and we live with Jessica, my tall evil sister. We all share the same bed, and have a lot of fun. "This sounds like I did something wrong," I replied, reluctantly. My emerald eyes pierced the curtain of crimson that hung, uncombed, across my...

Mary's Gangbang Daydream Ch. 02

by loveking on Sep 26, 2017
Group Sex

Ken had ordered some drinks and Mary looked up amazed as the waitress bought the drinks to their table. The waitress was completely naked and Mary noticed immediately that all her pussy hair had been shaved off! Not just between her legs like Richard liked to do to her, but completely. Mary admired the way she walked towards them with full confidence, her br...

A Night For Celebration Ch. 01

by tooclever on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

It was a night for celebration. I had been promoted so Nancy and I went out to dinner and then to a club for some dancing. The place was busy but we managed a table, though it was away from the dance floor. We ordered drinks and then set out to kick up our heels. The band was very good, playing a variety of music and we moved in time with each other. After...

Happy Birthday, My Darling

by Northern_One on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Daniel tipped the valet and leant against the gunmetal grey bodywork of the Aston. Even here, in the home of all things beautiful, the car received appreciative glances and comments. He knew better than to try and compete with the locals when it came to sartorial matters but in the automotive stakes Daniel felt he could more than hold his own. A sharp echo...

Nothing Better

by unknownlovers on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Allie giggled, "Come on, Evan, we're going to be late!" She took his hand and ran down the dock. "How can we be late if I'm driving?" She just smiled in response. "Help me get this up there," she said, handing him her small suitcase. He was still confused how she could pack so little on a 3-day boat trip. He smiled and tossed it aboard. He stepped up onto th...

Edith

by joeycomeau on Sep 15, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

Edith, You haven't had time to write back and already I am writing you a second letter. I was taught to have better manners than this and I suppose this letter is evidence of how little I learned. I am not the proper young woman I could have been. There are things I meant to say in my first letter, but I lost my nerve. First, you must have been confused t...

The Desperate Footballers Wife

by Mag58 on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Nice knickers," Errol whispered as he stood in the frame of the kitchen door. "What did you say?" I retorted without taking my eyes off the TV. "I like your knickers…you suit black…very sexy." He grinned then took a long drag on his cigarette. I nervously ran my hand along the back of my jeans until I touched an inch or two of my lacy thong. Immediately...

Please Spank Me Ch. 02

by Macrotica on Oct 8, 2019
BDSM

3. I pulled a small coffee table over near Sarah's right side and placed the paddle and balm on it. From the bag I retrieved some other items and put them on the table also. A flogger with tails about 2 feet long. Nipple clamps and some weights. A narrow expandable cane. An eye mask. And after some thought some lube and a small buttplug. Her eyes widened at...

Switch

by justforfun33 on Nov 6, 2018
BDSM

I stand at the door and close my eyes, trying, and failing, to calm the knot of nerves that's settled low in the pit of my stomach. Your voice echoes in my mind as I look down, smoothing the dress absently "That's your next mission, and dress different, different to anything we've tried before". I've chosen a dress that's styled somewhere between burlesque...

18 Master Ch. 15: The Fucking Dress

by penitr8me on Jul 16, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I don't know which I hated more, the dress or the Master. Master Donald. Master Asshole, though I'd never say that unless I wanted to sleep in my cage for a week. Which I don't – it gets cramped in there. The dress was designed to leave nothing to the imagination. Crass. Clingy on my legs and ass, except where the slit went, up the back until it almost rea...