Irene Stories

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Back Door MILF

by Bakeboss on Sep 14, 2017
Anal

We join Irene and Sue at Sue's kitchen table as they sit drinking coffee and dishing the neighborhood dirt of the day. "I swear Suze my husband is turning into a bona fide pervert and the more things I let him do to me, the more he wants. I thought sucking his little weasel dick was disgusting, now he wants to put that miserable piece of manhood in my rear...

A Study in Scarlet Ch. 03

by Blue88 on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

A Study in Scarlet, Ch. 03 - Conclusion Three months had passed since John Watson moved out of their home. He had instituted divorce proceedings as he had promised and now Esther was fighting it tooth and nail, despite his warning that he would expose her infidelity with Moriarty. John discovered something about himself during this time period. He found t...

Smile for Me Ch. 02

by chocolate_drop on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

After explaining to her roommates what had happened they ran over to her and enveloped her in a huge bear hug and all Irene could do was start crying again. "How the hell did he get into the apartment?" Reese demanded to know "Cause I'll kill his ass!!" "Well I let him in," Lydia said guilty, "he said he was gonna hang out and wait for Irene to come home...

Falling Ch. 12

by VirtualScott on Sep 14, 2017
Mind Control Falling Ch. 12

Chapter 12, In which we move up in the world It was difficult getting used to living on three whole floors instead of a single apartment. There was so much more to take care of! At least I had my own room again, even if it was rather cramped -- it just made sense to use the old servant's quarters because they were so conveniently located. I hurried downst...

Irene, Surprises of a Moralist

by MorenoSedutor9 on Sep 14, 2020
Erotic Couplings

This story happened a long time ago. Irene at the time must have been around 40, 42 years, widow, had just moved into the apartment next door. Mother of a couple, the eldest boy and the girl with her 18 years. At first I did not pay much attention to her, always talked about serious matters, had conservative positions with which my parents agreed. But tim...

Smile for Me

by chocolate_drop on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

It was a beautiful spring day, the sun was beaming and the birds were chirping in the trees. Irene sat on the park bench reading her book enjoying her afternoon off, one she desperately needed. Between work, school, and trying to make her relationship with her boyfriend last was starting to take a toll on her. She finally had time for herself and she wanted...

Who Watches the Watchers? Ch. 02

by Stultus on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Our relationship much improved over the next week, by the end of which she would consent to share my bed at night, but we had not ever had vaginal intercourse together yet. Once she had avidly watched me fuck the cunt of a woman named Carole who had casually walked up to us and volunteered her willingness to join us for sex that afternoon. Irene insisted t...

Chez Femme Ch. 04

by AlexanderT on Feb 12, 2019
Loving Wives

This was the first Thursday night that Charlie knew Joanne was not at a book club. Trim, brown hair to her shoulders, nice breasts, narrow waist and hips, and she was 'entertaining,' their euphemisms for fucking at Chez Femme. He had stayed late at the office and when he came home, he changed into shorts, T-shirt and running shoes, went into the kitchen, mad...

Nude Day, A Celebration of Flashing

by SuperHeroRalph on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Married couple spends Nude Day flashing for shocked reactions. * Nude Day means different things to different people. There are those who are exhibitionists and who celebrate Nude Day by spending the day naked, while pretending they're living the lifestyle of a nudist without even so much as knowing and unde...

Mike & Irene

by ClosetFetishist on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Mike, waiting on his knees, sat, head somewhat bowed, in front of his front door; he awaits his mistress, his love, Irene. A collar sits lovingly-snug around his neck. The couple hadn't been married long, just a few weeks; they were still working out a living situation for the both of them. The distance, so unfamiliar to the pair since they'd met, depressed...