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My British Mother in Law

by bensbest62 on May 18, 2020
Mature

My mother in law, or MIL, is a white haired former redheaded 76-year-old widow who lives in the North of England. She is a feisty individual and although the years are catching up with her, keeps herself active and regularly goes to the gym, chops up wood for her wood burning fire and is strong both in body and character. She is one of those you know not to...

The Old Gogenfart Farm Ch. 02

by LIVINRFANTASIES on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Way up North Bondage and Camping Camping and Bondage Stories Stopping to talk to a few others and stare, we soon arrived at Gracie and Charlie's RV. They were sitting on the small deck attached to it. Gracie was wearing a leather bustier type thing with her big boobs floating out the top like a Playboy Bunny. On her wrists and ankles those familiar black...

This Is Trashy TV

by DickThePimp on Jun 8, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This Is Trashy TV By : DickThePimp 500 million subscribers and counting worldwide... $10 a month each... 20 billion dollars a year in merchandising and advertising... That's 80 BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR IN REVENUE... Trashy TV... Cause Trashy Fun Is The Funnest Fun Trashy TV headquarters... West Hollywood... 100 floors of sexually trashy awesomeness... "GOD...

Granny's Little Girl

by ronde on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Sweat trickled down the bare skin of Christy’s back as she made her final bow of the evening. The band played the title song from her latest single and kept the crowd of fair-goers on their feet and applauding so loudly the din threatened to drown out even the pounding thump of Terry’s electric bass. It felt good to be liked, even though she’d never meet mos...

Beth and Tate

by opus33 on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

Beth sits up and rolls off me. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." I know better. "No, really what's going on, Beth? You seemed to be enjoying that." "Oh Tate, I really was. My body feels so good when you suck on my breasts, especially ... you know ... down there." I grin. "But ..." "I feel like such a tease." "Why?" "I can feel how hard you are when I'm on...

Dawn of the Jed

by larry74403 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

"Well, doggies...." Jed lowered the rifle with a heavy heart, the roar of 30-30 still ringing in his ears. Jethro's corpse twitched briefly before lying still. His attacker hadn't even noticed. Jed didn't relish telling his cousin that he'd been forced to blow his nephew's brains all over the estate's sprawling grounds, but there had been no choice. Once Jet...

Granny Comes to Town

by fabfables on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

This is an erotic episode from a much longer story that I am working on. It stands alone, so I am posting it here for your pleasure - I hope. *** I was working as an estate agent then. It was my friend's business. I hadn't been able to get a job since university and as my friend Alan said, I was a good chatup merchant so selling houses should be a doddle....

A Holiday in Kerala Ch. 3

by kullansg on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

Naani was there the next day. There was a radiant look on her face. She did not look at me directly as Granny was around supervising her work. She pretended that she did not see me at all. I was very upset. But then it was better to be discreet about it as word travels very fast in villages. Nothing happened that day. It was disappointing. One of my relative...

Meet My Granny

by Ed0613 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

The young girl poked the old man and said, "Scoot over." "Sure." He moved over in the booth and she slid in beside him. The old man looked puzzled when he said, "Who are you?' "I'm Jo, your waitress and I need your order. You've seen me in here lots of times before, you old coot." He eyed this hard bodied, beautiful young girl when he said, "Yeah, I think...

The Adventures of Sister Margaret Ch. 05

by Pgup on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I was beginning to think that Leverton just might not have any more surprises for me. I couldn't have been more wrong. As I stepped into the kitchen one morning, there stood Thelma at the stove. It wasn't so much what she was doing, but rather, it was the manner of her dress. As usual, she was wearing a see-through blouse and a pair of those very tiny kilt s...