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Contrast in Color

by normique on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Many thanks to my editor for your kindness and patience. * They were in a motel room. Almost strangers. Driving to the motel, she recalled their conversations on the internet, and how sweet this man was. They had been chatting off and on for a long time and having much in common, had become friends and confidants. They had discussed meeting in person, but...

Steam Room Sex

by twizlstikz on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

Izzy sighed happily as she looked out over the crystal clear waters off the Fijian Island. She was on a well deserved vacation, stretched out on a deck chair by the pool and sipping a colourful cocktail. Her long, dark hair was fanned out around her. She was positioned under one of the umbrellas, as her pale, creamy skin didn't appreciate the sun as much as...

Keiko's Adventure

by buttyninja on Sep 2, 2017
First Time

Keiko looked out across the fields, her father and brothers had travelled to the town to sell the rice crop, and she was left alone in the house. They would be gone until dusk and with the harvest over there wasn't much to do around the farm. She felt alone and bored; she resented her brothers for being allowed to ride with her father whilst she was stuck in...

Unfamiliar Love Pt. 01: Homecoming

by SeremaStorm on Dec 3, 2019
Romance

It was such an ordinary home in the suburbs right down to the white picket fence; it bordered on being a caricature of itself. Modest, yet tasteful, I noted as I parked between the grey Lexus and the white Camry. I was nervous, of course. I'd never done anything like this before. The technicolor brilliance of the southern sunset lent an aura of unreality to...

My Bartender - Prelude 01

by aFutileResistance on Oct 12, 2020
Erotic Couplings

All he said was 'Hi', but unbelievably that was all it took to make me weak in the knees. He was beautiful, in a not-my-type kind of way. I never liked mohawks and punk rock band tank tops, but that had apparently changed. "What can I get you beautiful?" His darker than night eyes winked at me and I tripped over my tongue. "Do you know how to make a Purple...

The Prom Date Ch. 01

by Kellog on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

A Kellog Serial "Every girl wants her prom night to be special," Cindy began, speaking directly into her brand new digital videocamera. "And I'm no different than any other girl," she continued, moving behind the camera and positioning it so that it pointed at the mirror on top of her makeup table. The image wiggled and wobbled as Cindy centered the camer...

One Would Think

by USMC03 on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

One would think after 10 years in the Marines, I would be used to mornings. Still, I found each morning a real pain. I was on recruiting duty in the Bay Area of California. Yes. I really had to work hard for a living. Wasn't the most receptive environment to Marines, .Still, there were a lot of good folks, and I was making mission monthly, more often than no...

A Slut Visits

by dirty_geezer on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

'Only a few minutes' I think to myself, busily tidying up the last few bits and pieces. Not that it's messy, but the nerves are making me use up some of my pent up energy. Better not waste that I smile to myself, not if this weekend goes to plan. Yes, this weekend should be lots of fun - for both of us. You, my hot dirty slut, and me, your dirty minded 'ma...

Shorn to Please

by Jillykins on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Hi I'm Gill and my boyfriend is Chris. Depilation, pubic shaving, bald beaver, shaven havens, bald pussy or bare cunt call it what you will came to me in 1988. This is my story. Chris is a nudist and he had been living with me for about three months, when we made love he often said how much he loved to see mature women who had no pubic hair and how much nic...

Across Enemy Lines Ch. 01

by hayalet on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Monica lay motionless on her belly, breathing the scent of the heather. Clumps of long grass obscured her vision and she shifted slightly, straining to see through the trees. She clutched her weapon tight and shivered. "I can see it," she said, her low voice carried away by the bitter wind, which pinched at her exposed skin. Fran wriggled forward so her elb...