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Slap & Tickle Ch. 9

by Hudson on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

The house was quiet the smell of the cleaning fluids still hovered over the polished surfaces, Julie would be home soon, Linda tripped up the steps her arms laden with shopping, "I'll help you with that," I said grabbing the shopping bags from Linda's outstretched arms. "Well I'm glad I don't have to do that every day," Linda complained, she whisked her red...

Morning Masturbation

by TheOfficeBitch on Sep 14, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

I LOVE the shower. I love everything about it. I love the way my body feels when the hot water beats down on my bare skin; how I become red all over because of the temperature. I love the slick, sudsy bubbles that flow over my breasts, legs, belly and cunt as I move my hand all over to wash and caress myself. The shower is my secret naughty place to play. Wh...

Der Unfall

by Speedy75 on Jul 26, 2002
Non-English (dated)

Es war Dienstag so gegen 10 Uhr, als es an der Haustür klingelte. Ich schaute aus dem Fenster und sah das ein ziemlich hübsches Mädchen vor der Türe stand, also schnell an die Gegensprechanlage. Sie sagte sie sei mit meinem parkenden Fahrzeug kollidiert also was blieb mir weiter übrig als hinauszugehen und nachzusehen. Als ich rauskam stand sie schon bei mei...

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Intense Footjob

by mugs101 on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

As it sometimes happens in life people have many things going on in a day that sends them in different directions. My wife and had a formal celebration dinner to attend while I had others things to attend to. Believe me knowing what my wife would have on I wanted to be sitting next to her feeling her silky hose covered legs under the table as she talked with...

Just another Day

by Sweet_Shay on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I walked in and saw you asleep on the sofa. I let my purse fall to the floor as I began to undo my jacket. I walked quietly past you and into the kitchen. I remembered there was somethin in the refrig that I had bought just for a time like this........... As I entered the livingroom, you had not moved. I watched you as you slept. Your strong chest rising s...

Cindy, Brenda & Me

by JBP on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I was already sitting at a booth. It was late during the middle of the week. Cindy didn’t get off from her job as a store manager at a women’s clothing store until eleven. The bar closed at twelve. It was eleven thirty when I saw Cindy walk through the door. The place was empty. I motioned for her to come over and got up. “Sit down Cindy, I want to talk to...

Trying To Date A Seamstress

by HectorBidon on Aug 30, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My phone rang. It was Mindy. "Hey!" "Hey." "What's up?" "Um. Listen. Hector. I'm really sorry, but it looks like I won't be able to go to the concert after all. I don't think my design project will be done." "Oh, no! Can't you work on it tonight?" "I'm going to. But there's still a lot to do. . . . I'm really sorry. I really wanted to go." "Jeeminy. L...

My Girls Ch. 1

by mseaking on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I was working at changing the oil in my truck when I heard a car pull up at the curb. I looked out just in time to see Betty open the door and stick her long leg out with her skirt pulled up high on her thigh. She slammed the door shut and I watched her as she walked up the drive. She kicked me in the foot and I rolled out looking up at her. "What are you d...

Happy Birthday

by Drakon66 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Kim felt nervous lying on a strange bed in the room of a young man with posters of nubile bikini clad women covering the walls. She was 40 years old today and at 5'-7" and 170 pounds, she wasn't going to be on the cover of the Sports Illustrated Swim Suit edition, but Kim was fine with that. Her full hips and round ass were balanced by a relatively narrow wa...

Amy Moonlight's Stinky Knickers

by wordyone on Jul 14, 2020
Fetish

I had the panty time of my life. I was assigned the task of photographing the Edinburgh Festival for a fashion magazine, and my accommodation had been sorted out for me by a friend. I climbed three flights of stone tenement steps to a black door numbered twenty-three and rang the bell. The door was opened by a beautiful creature, little more than five feet s...