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Scent of a Woman

by OffNSFW on Oct 19, 2020
Anal

We fuck all morning. She tries fingering me, which isn't terribly successful. She resorts to eating my pussy, which works out better-in fact, much better than last time. Gratified, my body still thrumming, I eat her out. I make her ride the edge, periodically telling her I know she's about to come and that she won't get there unless I allow it. I have her...

The Lady of Dusk Swamp

by ursulatheslutwitch on Nov 19, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The swamp gave off a foul effluvium. Carter almost believed he could take his sword, reach out into the putrid air, and cut a slice of the noxious stench. The ferryman didn't seem to notice. Perhaps the funk of the swamp had grown familiar to its residents. Indeed, the pungent odor seemed to cling to everything and everyone. It seeped into clothes and crawle...

Weekend of Surprises Ch. 01

by Bob_Aganoush on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Note: If you're looking for wall-to-wall sex, this story isn't for you. There's quite a bit of sex, but also at least a modicum of plot and character development. So you need to have some patience to enjoy this story. * "Wow, how are you? I haven't talked to you in what, about three years? Where? When? Absolutely, we're not doing anything, we'd love to see...

Center of Attention

by Jimbow on Aug 31, 2017
BDSM

You lounge on the pile of large embroidered pillows. There is a woman who holds you in her arms slowly caressing your belly and occasionally running her hand through your pubic hair gently tugging them. She has large full breast and you rub your cheek against them feeling their warm and enjoying their softness. This BBW(big beautiful woman) has been plying y...

Scent of Ginger Ch. 02

by Case21 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 02: A Fever-Dream I behaved following my correction at the Doctor's hands. Truly, I did. I no longer snuck out to the mill or the copse for my clandestine indulgences in reading and writing. After my punishment, I made every effort to content myself with sitting respectably indoors and reading by candle-light. I even domesticated my habits enough to...

Feast of Dionysos

by SolarRay on Oct 29, 2018
Group Sex

The dream emerged from the depths of her subconscious like a premonition. Although, Jennifer wouldn't become aware of her intuitions until much later when she reflected upon it with a wicked amusement. The fantasy had been building for months; biological needs bubbling up through her body, the desire for human contact developing into a full-on crisis. Jennif...

The Joys of Air Travel

by Voboy on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Late in the boarding process of Flight 5608 from Phoenix to Chicago, and my husband and I were getting tense. "Come on..." he whispered under his breath, jammed into the space beside the window on my left; I, so much smaller than him, had the middle. The aisle seat on my right was still open, and with each passing boarder we crossed our fingers more tightly...

Captivating Calves of Mrs. O'Ryan

by milfleglover on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

Author's note: This is a story of consensual sex between a woman of 68 and man of 22. It centers around her sexy legs, particularly her calves, a fetish of mine and pervasive theme in my stories. There's a slight domination edge to this tale, which I trust will appeal to the likeminded. Thank you. ***** It was only a sliver. A hint. A tease. A tiny glimpse...

The Wily Ways of Mrs. Wilson Ch. 02

by milfleglover on Sep 11, 2017
Mature

Tyler Bradman was making progress, one sloppy wet kiss at a time. He was in the front seat of his car with his latest girlfriend, Rachel, a pretty 20-year-old college student he'd met in class. They'd gone to dinner, then a walk, and now as he sat with her in front of her house, they were kissing passionately, hands roaming over each other's bodies, though...

Life Among the Mailgirls Ch. 04

by lizstanton8181 on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Mailgirl Number Thirteen stunk of sweat and pussy as she bounded up the stairs towards the 18th Floor. If she were to be called upon for an inspection, she'd most likely fail, and be sent back down to the Mailgirls Locker Room on the 2nd Floor for a shower, a reapplication of deodorant from the mailgirls' communal stash, and a quick mist of cheap, floral-sce...