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Hot Tub Service Girl

by Athalia on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

Emily here. I'm "No-boobs," remember? (From "Summertime Sex Ed.") They aren't any bigger now, even though I'm a year and a half older than I was then. I'm a sophomore at a big Midwestern state college now, with a tennis scholarship (thank you, Title 9!) I had a boyfriend in my freshman year, but it wasn't much of a relationship. For now, let's just call him...

Cuckold in the Family Ch. 12

by swmichcuck on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

After a fun filled night at the BDSM club in Detroit, as promised I prepared our little trio for a trip to Chicago to an underground sex club that a Dom had turned me on to. After researching the club on it's website, I registered us and paid the stiff fees that the club required. I had a meeting with Kayla and Cassie to let them know what to expect. They b...

Imagine

by needaminx on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Her hands sliding over his shoulders spreading the oil, her fingers slippery, kneading the tightness from his strong muscles. He can feel the weight of her on the back of his thighs, sense each time she leans forward to reach his shoulders. His thighs trapped between hers, their flesh pressed together. As she stretches forward he can feel the heat from her b...

An Affair to Remember!

by Ajays212 on Jul 31, 2019
Erotic Couplings

"Why would she come?" The thought kept ringing in my brain incessantly. I mean we had been interacting for the last few weeks but that was it. There was nothing more to our exchanges other than a friendly banter. Initially I knew she was innocuous to my wishes and desires until I had made the proposal which I immediately regretted. I wish I had played it out...

Conversations 09

by SleeperyJim on Oct 8, 2019
Loving Wives

Tried something a little different; looking at one of those conversations from a woman's point of view. Women readers feel free to roast me. I'm just a man. Whose intentions are good. Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood. ************** "Celia, he's back again," said Julie, from over by the window. I glanced across, with my eyebrows raised. "Real...

Cruise Capers Ch. 05

by CalWriter on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ch. 5 – Mazatlan After my trip to Donna Ygnacia's I returned to the ship and slept well. When we got to Mazatlan the next morning I woke up, called Dea for a wakeup blowjob, showered, dressed and ate a quick breakfast. After a quick cigar and perusal of my e-mail I caught a taxi to the local country club for a round of golf. I was paired with a young coupl...

Chinese - Watercolor - Lesson

by JRFreddy on Sep 14, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I was teaching watercolor at the local craft store. Most of my students were ladies between forty and eighty. I was twenty-six, tall and thin, and a walking erection. Not an obnoxious erection, but a conservative one, I hadn't been with anyone in over a year. And every patch of lady flesh was like soft butter smeared across hot bread. I hated my job, the art...

Let's Make Timmy Taller

by Baba8 on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Timmy was a conservative Airman. He served three years of his four year Air Force hitch in the Philippines. He spent his free time in the first bar that you see as you exit the base bus in the town of Balibago outside of Clark AFB. (The eruption of Mount Pinatubo killed the base) You could almost hit the main gate with a beer bottle. He never got to MacArthu...

Fucking Cold

by l8bloom on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"$10/hour for 24 hours to test correlation of nudity and susceptibility to contraction of disease (catching cold). Subjects must be 18 or older and sign fully informed consent." Ryan had heard of these experiments. Researchers were basically out to prove that cold temperatures had nothing to do with whether you caught a cold or flu. Getting sick had more to...

The Scar

by fiveofhearts on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The sun was warm. She brushed the flaky croissant crumbs from the crimson tablecloth at her corner table. A summer breeze threatened her napkin. She pinned it with the tall glass, half-full with orange juice and smudged with dark red lipstick. The breeze licked at her dark brown hair, tickling her bare shoulders. She adjusted the fashionable sunglasses tha...