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The Long Weekend

by BrowningP38 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Connie had had a very bad day and that was good for Tom. It meant that he would be the recipient of all that pent up tension and frustration. Tom still often wondered what his life would have been like if he had not attended Ms. Connie Cook's real estate lecture on that day three months ago. "When are you coming over," the voice on the other end was terse,...

The Balcony

by jazm49 on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Last fall I was staying at a small four story hotel in New Orleans. The appointments and decor were first class and in the main room of the suite a set of double french doors gave access to a narrow wrought iron balcony. Soon after I'd unpacked I'd opened the doors to let in the pleasantly warm late autumn air. A couple of times during the afternoon I steppe...

Tara Ch. 01

by foxxisamms on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 1: : Homebase "What?" I exclaimed as I spun around from the coffee maker with my fresh cup of coffee and stared drop jawed at my husband Art. The motion made my robe gape open just enough for him to see my cleavage. I pulled the top of my robe together to keep his mind on the conversation at hand. One glimpse of any breast and the man's mind was gon...

Donna's Awakening Conclusion

by Randy4Sure on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I awoke the next morning with Tom's heavy arm lying over my stomach just under my breasts. My nipples nestled in the hair of his forearm. The sheets were wet beneath my butt where the cum and juices had drained from my body as I slept. My nipples were swollen and tender and my hips felt like they had been dislocated. I was sore all over, but it was a wonderf...

Claire's Career Ch. 02

by Calandria on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My career on the 'alternative' catwalks of Paris was always exciting, but not much more so than my personal life, with Robert, who indulged my taste for showing off my body, and didn't mind a bit that I myself enjoyed nothing better than the knowledge that a stranger had been treated to a view of my shaven pussy, or, better still, that I had made love with h...

Behind the Blind

by vitaminX on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

*Special thanks to Oliveau for correcting my spelling errors and typos.* * Melissa always enjoyed talking to Brad across their backyard fence. Tonight was no exception. She found him witty and charming as usual, and laughed at his many funny comments. As they talked she admired his physique. Melissa could see why Brad had so many female admirers. His tall,...

La Roque: The Visit

by erusian on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

This being the second tale of Sebastien and Cosette. The first was The Collaring, posted in an earlier entry. They are best read in order. ~~~ It was dark in the carriage as it jarred and creaked its way down the mountain from Chateau de La Roque. Within, behind the drawn, rich velvet curtains, Cosette fingered the patterns of intricate lace at her wrists....

Polar Vortex

by oneiria on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Horror

ARRIVAL Hypnos looked behind him for the van. It was already gone, its whiteness lost in this apocalyptic blizzard, along with the stars and the pockmarked, wounded moon. There was nothing now. Only the flickering light from the candle on her kitchen table. That at least had not abandoned him. It wouldn't be long now. A hundred more yards, tops, before he...

Elizabeth

by JerryC on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Edited by Blue They were sitting quietly on the old leather couch in front of the lowering flames of the fireplace. She had been there three hours and was, again, beginning to relax into the safety of the atmosphere he worked hard to provide for her. Now after a shower and some light dinner they had sat here wearing the huge brown cotton flannel bathrobes h...

My Ravished Valentine

by OralDave on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The door was ajar. It was a nice door, to a nice flat, but with one of those cheap locks added in the end in order to cut one small corner. My knuckles had hardly made contact with the wood-- you couldn't even call it a knock-- when the door swung open several inches. I recognized her right away, standing about twenty feet away and facing left, looking into...