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Jamaican Holiday Ch. 04

by jayewatcher on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Friday I woke early, thinking of Samuel's Black hands on my wife and her obvious enjoyment. Was it just the dancing? I had always thought of myself as a Dominant, but here I was imagining scenarios of me watching as other men fucked my wife. How far would she go? How far would I go? What would happen to our relationship? I reached over and started to strok...

Carolyn, A Past, Present, & Future

by mdiver on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I met Carolyn many years ago and from the very beginning we were good friends and recently we became lovers. We actually met on a city bus commuting every day to work nearly twenty years ago. Normally the bus was filled with regular commuters and typically by the time I boarded there was one person in each seat. So when I boarded my choice was to share the s...

Wife's Journey to Joy

by fareeda on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

To begin, I should introduce myself, my name is Fareeda and I am an Indian woman in my mid 30s and have been married to Kareem, a compassionate and loving man for over 10 years. I've always been considered quite attractive with my light brown skin, long black hair, big dark eyes and sweet smile but most men seem to find my smooth figure with it's full rounde...

The Restaurant Job

by rondajambe on Jun 9, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I had vowed ten years earlier never to take another waitress job, but circumstances conspired. Back in my hometown for the first time in five years, I was reduced to living with my parents while grinding out the final draft of my overdue Masters Degree in Linguistics. I had just fled my second husband and the prospect of an Arctic winter. The Mae West line...

Belfield High School Pt. 02

by obsidianalligator2 on Mar 7, 2018
Novels and Novellas

In the previous chapter Homecoming dance came early and Ryan arrived to discover everyone grinding. He quickly adjusted though, and soon found himself grinding with Emma. Later on that evening, Ryan and Claire had slipped off and fucked in an empty classroom. Ryan doesn't know whether to choose Emma or Claire to get serious with, and this would be his first...

Ghetto Girl

by bassbelly on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I had been assigned to work in one of the Los Angeles slums and I didn't like it one little bit. After all, I was a college grad and could have been working for a major corporation. But no!! I just had to demonstrate my goody two shoes work ethic, so I went to work for the state. As I surveyed the broken down houses and the generally slummy conditions, I was...

Buffy The Vampire Slayer The Movie Ch. 01

by Porn_Pendulum on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: Alright, this story is not to be read by anyone under 18 (or in some certain doomed places) 21. If you get caught Jacking off by your mother/father/auntie/uncle/Grand Parent. Keep in mind it's not my fault! Please send me constructive criticism to me via the 'Contact' tab in my profile. Author's Note: I can't stress how important it is to vote f...

Emily's First Solo Holiday Ch. 08

by VanessaEvans on Oct 8, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous part. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 08 DAY 13 ****** I woke to sound of Dani shouting my name. As usual, I'd gone to bed leaving the balcony door open so Dani's shouting soon woke me. When I emerged Dani told me that I had about a...

The Undress Event

by Francine-frcxa on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

It was not the first time Barbara Waleski had been in Latin America, for she had often represented her company in parts of the region; but it was the first time she had been with such a large group. Barbara was Vice President for Development for her company, in the business of producing and marketing certain types of pharmaceuticals and biochemicals, and she...

Dare You? Tina Ch. 03

by samdare on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I went to go in the café almost two weeks after her last phone call, and there was Tina, just sat there, staring out of the window. I backed up and stood over the road watching her. Now and then she looked out, watching the people going by as she stirred her coffee, a little aimlessly. There are reasons as to why I never answered her calls. The first being...